She had tried her best to persuade Jiang Shan before but she still didn't want to go to work because she disliked the workplace being too noisy and too tiring. It was a good thing that she suddenly became motivated.
Jiang Shan immediately stopped crying: "Then ask my uncle to hurry up. I want to go to the factory with Jiang Zao on the same day."
Feng Miao's uncle was a manager at a steel plant and had close ties with the food factory. After searching for a long time, he finally found only a female worker with a rural household registration.
The female worker is an old worker in the pastry-making class. She will retire in a month. According to regulations, she can receive salary and food coupons after retirement, but if her job is replaced by a relative, the household registration of the two people must be exchanged.
The aunt’s rural household registration was changed to urban, and Jiang Shan’s household registration was changed to rural.
The old lady originally didn't want to sell it, but her household registration was in the rural area, so she wanted a city household registration so that she could stay here to take care of her eldest grandson and her daughter-in-law could recuperate and have another child.
How can a grandson do that?
Feng Miao and the others went over and the old lady decided to sell her job.
If your job is replaced, you won’t get any money or tickets. The fixed price is three hundred yuan, and they only agreed to it after your household registration has been changed.
After searching everywhere, no one else was willing to sell their job except Aunt Zhang.
The work is done well, who would want to sell it?
Jiang Shan's uncle didn't recommend changing his household registration, so he came over in person that night to persuade her: "Xiao Shanzi, become that woman's relative and take over her job. From now on, you will have a rural household registration."
The fan was creaking as it turned, blowing on Jiang Shan's little bed.
She hugged her knees and sat on the bed: "Besides this position, is there no other place?"
Why should Jiang Zao be a city dweller while she has to become a country dweller?
Feng Zheng advised: "No, go to your uncle's steel mill and we'll arrange any job you want."
"What's so hot about the food factory that we have to go there?"
Jiang Shan was thinking about something and unconsciously picked at the side of her nail, which dug into her flesh. The pain brought her back to her senses and she made up her mind: "Please help me arrange it. I must work in the food factory."
Damn it, it’s all her fault!
If it weren't for Jiang Zao, how could she have become a rural resident for no reason?
Uncle is so powerful, if she wants to come back in the future, he will definitely take care of her. If he doesn't care about her, she will
Feng Miao sighed: "Alright, alright, arrange something for her. It's better than staying at home and suffering."
Feng Zheng: "Remember this: you are a distant relative of Aunt Zhang Cuimiao. Call her Auntie. You are a relative filling in for me. Remember this?"
Jiang Shan said sullenly, "I know."
At the beginning of July, a new batch of workers officially entered the food factory.
Jiang Zao was not surprised to see Jiang Shan among the newcomers. The two sisters' eyes met, and Jiang Shan looked at Jiang Zao proudly.
Wang Meili stood beside Jiang Zao and observed Jiang Shan's hostility towards Jiang Zao. After the foreman finished explaining the work manual and arranged for everyone to line up to receive supplies, Wang Meili took the opportunity to walk up to Jiang Shan.
"Do you really hate ginger jujube?"
Jiang Shan was surprised: "Do you know Jiang Zao?"
Wang Meili nodded: "I know her. First, tell me whether you hate her or not."
She didn't want to make friends with random people and end up offending everyone.
Jiang Shan's face was filled with disgust. "Yes, it's really annoying. Jiang Zao is very scheming and his methods are not clean. He has caused me so much trouble."
Thank goodness she found teammates as soon as she arrived at the food factory.
Wang Meili's eyes were complicated. "She got in through connections. She didn't know anything, but she was assigned to work under Master Sun, the most powerful chef in the food factory."
"You still don't know who I am, right? My father is Wang Shuangquan, the chef at a state-owned restaurant. He taught me pastry-making skills since I was a child. Even though I'm so talented, Master Sun didn't take a fancy to me. Why do you think Master Sun took a fancy to her?"
From the moment Wang Meili entered the food factory, she kept her father's name on her lips.
How her father instructed her to knead the dough, pinch the dough, and pinch the flowers...
How awesome her dad is.
If you ask the stray dogs in front of the food factory if they know who Wang Meili's father is, the stray dogs will bark a few times.
Jiang Shan burst out laughing: "What else could it be? It must be because of that face."
The two of them were so busy playing with crickets that they didn't have time to collect their benefits.
Jiang Zao saw them quickly gather together to talk, and glance at her from time to time.
Just take a glance, she is in a hurry to get her work clothes.
The food factory is a big factory as it is. When I first started working, I was given two sets of spring and autumn work clothes, two sets of summer work clothes, two pounds of white sugar, and two pounds of brown sugar, as it is easy to get heatstroke in the hot summer. In addition, I was given five pounds of mung beans and three pounds of millet.
Jiang Zao got the last few sets of small-sized work clothes. She was not short, but thin, with a thin waist, thin arms, and narrow shoulders. She had a kind of beauty of a willow swaying in the wind, but her breasts were not small, and were bulging like two small peaches.
Jiang Zao's life is nothing special.
Jiang Zao has everything you want in a perfect figure.
The remaining white sugar and brown sugar were fine, as they were packed in paper bags and tied with ropes and could not be seen. The quality of the mung beans could be seen, and I picked a bag of plump beans for ginger and jujube, and a bag of millet with less sand.
After she finished her selection, she stood back in line.
When Wang Meili and Jiang Shan went to choose, only looser clothes were left. The pants were very wide and kept falling down when they were put on. They had to be tied with a rope, which was very troublesome.
Jiang Shan noticed that the work clothes in Jiang Zao's hand were obviously one size smaller, so she came over with the work clothes in her hand and said fiercely, "Jiang Zao, why are you so sneaky? You took away all the small-sized work clothes while we were talking!"
Jiang Zao's eyes were calm and clear: "You were busy talking and didn't go to get it. You blame me for your slow hands?"
"Are you a three-year-old?"
Sometimes she also wondered if Jiang Shan was really mentally ill. Her thinking logic was very strange, as if everyone in the world owed her something.
Jiang Shan was about to get angry when Chang Sanxi, the deputy squad leader in charge of training, stopped her and said, "What are you arguing about? Comrade Jiang Shan, you and Comrade Wang Meili weren't really listening when I was talking just now."
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