In the 21st century, Huang Wanzhen, due to a car accident, transmigrated into the supporting female character in a novel.
The original host was a woman with bound feet, who, relying on the ma...
"It's a six-month trial period, 40 yuan a month. After six months, if you do well, your salary will be doubled, or you can get dividends. It depends on your ability. We can negotiate then. How about it?"
Gao Zhixiang, who had thought his chances were over, didn't expect things to turn around. Instead of just taking the salary he'd proposed, he could double it in half a year if he worked hard. He couldn't wait for such a good opportunity, so he quickly nodded and agreed, "Okay, okay, I'll follow the manager's arrangements."
Huang Wanzhen was very satisfied with Gao Zhixiang's response and said with a smile, "We will return to Beijing in half a month. During this time, you can familiarize yourself with the products in this shop. If you don't understand something, you can ask the senior employees. If you have any problems that cannot be solved, you can come to me."
Gao Zhixiang was like a chicken with its blood injected. He was extremely active and came to work the next day.
Hong Yingniang was also very active. As soon as Huang Wanzhen entered the shop, she saw Mrs. Wang sitting at the round table for guests. Although the cheongsam she was wearing was new in style, the fabric looked old, and it was obvious that it was altered from old clothes.
"Manager, this is my mother, can you take a look at her?"
Huang Wanzhen said nothing, but waved to Hai Li who was not far away. "Take Mrs. Wang back to No. 37 Ruijin Road and hand her over to my mother. Tell her that she is a newly hired servant and ask her to arrange some work for her."
After Hai Li and Mrs. Wang left, Huang Wanzhen said to Hong Ying, "A one-month trial period with free food and lodging for three yuan, how about that?"
Hongying breathed a sigh of relief, "Very good." She knew how good the food was at the manager's house. Since she came to the shop, lunch was prepared there and delivered to her. There was meat and fish for every meal, and unlimited white rice and steamed buns. Her family only dared to eat like this for two days during the Chinese New Year.
Just for the sake of this meal, she returned home last night and discussed with her parents to ask her cousin to come to Shanghai to work. She couldn't hire someone to deliver the letter, so she had to send a telegram. Although it would cost more, it would save a lot of time. If during this period, the manager found another suitable person and didn't want her cousin anymore, wouldn't that be a big loss?
Just like that, within a week, Shen Daya brought her ten-year-old child to her aunt's house in Shanghai.
Hongying was speechless for a moment.
Shen Daya tearfully said, "My sixth brother's wife gave birth to twin sons. Now we have seven children, big and small. I really can't afford to raise our daughter. Fortunately, our daughter is eleven years old and can do a lot of work. I beg you, uncle, to let her stay at home to help with some work. I will pay for her food."
Shopkeeper Wang frowned, took a deep drag from his pipe, and slowly exhaled the smoke, "Let Nannan and Erya keep each other company at home."
"Thank you, uncle. Nannan, please kowtow to your fourth aunt and grandfather."
Without saying anything, Nannan knelt down and kowtowed three times with a "thump". Hongying saw that Nannan had kowtowed to people many times, and turned her head away in disgust, but said,
"Cousin, I have to be frank. You have to change your ways. This is Shanghai, not like back home. Our manager is a modern person. He shakes hands when he meets people, but he hates the old-fashioned way of kneeling and kowtowing. You order Nannan around like this in front of us. We're a family, so that's fine. But if the manager sees you, she'll get tired of you and won't want you to work for her. Then my family can't afford to support you and Nannan. You'll have to go back to where you came from."
Shen Daya was exhausted physically and mentally. She couldn't control her expression, and her eyes were full of astonishment and fear. "I will change, I will definitely change."
On the day Hongying brought Shen Daya to Jixiangtang, Huang Wanzhen was not there. Lin Zexin, who had been in office for two days, received Shen Daya. Lin Zexin was not beautiful, but she had an intellectual beauty. She wore a shirt made of shantung silk on the upper body, a double crepe skirt on the lower body, and a pair of white high heels on her feet, making her look intellectual and generous.
"What's your last name? What should I call you?" Lin Zexin asked Shen Daya to sit down, and asked Ling Xue to make tea. He personally brought the teacup and served tea to Shen Daya.
Shen Daya seemed a little embarrassed. When Lin Zexin asked her questions, she hurriedly replied, "My maiden name is Shen..." She wanted to add that her husband's surname is Liu, but when she remembered that her cousin said that she had told the manager that she was divorced, she could only lower her head with a blushing face.
"Hello, Ms. Shen. The general manager is not here today. I am the new senior manager here. My last name is Lin, and my name is Lin Zexin."
After hearing this, Shen Daya looked up at Lin Zexin in astonishment, "Aren't you married?"
Lin Zexin drank the tea slowly, put down the exquisite white porcelain teacup in her hand, and looked at Shen Daya. "I got married. I kept the name my parents gave me, not my husband's surname."
"Why?" Shen Daya asked blankly.
Before Lin Zexin could say anything else, Hongying poked Shen Daya in the back and said, "Cousin, have you forgotten what I said last night?"
Shen Daya came back to her senses in an instant, and looked away evasively, "Oh, yes, I'm sorry, I spoke too much."
Hongying smiled and tried to smooth things over. "Haha, Manager Lin, my cousin is from the countryside. She's not very good at talking, but she's very hardworking. You see..."
Lin Zexin smiled, thinking that after all, he had entertained Mr. Huang. "It's okay, take your cousin to Mr. Huang's house. She has something going on at home today, so she might not be able to come."
Hongying continued to smile, "Okay, I'll send my cousin over and come back to work right away."
"Don't worry, there's not much work in the shop, and there's a sewing machine, so it's okay for you to hang out for a while."
These words made Hongying even more anxious, and she hurriedly pulled Shen Daya and walked out of the shop.
"Girl, wasn't that the manager just now? Don't I work at her house?" Shen Daya asked as she hurried on her way.
Hongying gasped as she explained, "This is the new manager, Lin. The previous manager's surname was Huang, and her name was Huang Wanzhen. Since Manager Lin came, her title has changed to Mr. Huang. I heard that she is the general manager, and her rank is higher than Manager Lin."
Shen Daya was a little confused. "What Manager Lin, what Manager Huang? Whose company am I going to work for?"
Hongying replied loudly, "Huang, you are going to work for Mr. Huang's family. When you get there, just listen to how I address you and follow my lead."
"Oh, I see. We're not going to work at the Lin family's house just now. Then why did she ask me so many questions?" I felt very embarrassed. In the end, Shen Daya didn't say it, but Hongying was not stupid. Naturally, she understood the meaning of her words. "Cousin, can you be more conscientious? When people ask you what your last name is, just say Shen. What's your maiden name or your husband's last name? You're just a small servant. Who cares what your last name is? I just want to ask how to call you."
After saying that, Hongying seemed to have thought of something, "By the way, you need to come up with a name, otherwise you'll have to trouble Mr. Huang to come up with one for you. Mr. Huang gave me my name."