Temporary worker Chen Shuang moved a stool to the outside of the guesthouse wall. He stood on the stool and just as he posted the recruitment notice, people immediately gathered behind him.
"Excuse me, comrade," the woman with thick eyebrows and big eyes spoke. She clutched the strap of her schoolbag tightly and asked Chen Shuang carefully, "Your notice says that educated youth who went to work in the countryside can also sign up. Is that true?"
Chen Shuang had never experienced being looked at so attentively by so many people before, so he suppressed the excitement in his heart.
"We are the Shanghai-based organization of the Heilongjiang Construction Corps. Those who can work in our unit are naturally considered educated youth."
Someone else raised his hand and asked.
"Comrade, how are the temporary workers in your guesthouse treated?"
"The internship period is three months, 15 yuan per month plus 15 kilograms of food coupons. After three months, it's 25 yuan per month plus 28 kilograms of food coupons. Lunch is included."
This treatment is quite good for temporary workers.
But some people even sounded disgusted.
"Regular workers in other companies earn 36 yuan a month..."
Chen Shuang was too lazy to pay attention to such people.
If you have the ability to get a formal job, why would you come to me to ask questions?
Just at this moment, a few people came running over from a distance, panting.
Chen Shuang waved at them hurriedly.
"Zhao Jun, Ren Lijuan, come here quickly, I'll take you to register!"
Some people in the crowd immediately stopped working.
"No way, you have to go through the back door to register. No, it's first come, first served. I'll go in and register first!"
"It's just a temporary job, it's better than cutting in line!"
A few people who looked like high school students were the most agile and rushed to the door of the guesthouse first.
Zhang Hongcheng and Chu Miaohong set up two tables in the hall. He originally thought that not many people would come to sign up.
But only an hour after the notice was posted, the first-floor lobby was crowded with all kinds of young men and women.
Some high school students even ran here directly from the classroom.
Although it's just a temporary job, this is also an opportunity to stay in the city!
Zhang Hongcheng and his colleagues were busy until the evening. After a quick review, they found that there were more than 200 people who came to register today alone.
Sixty percent were stranded educated youth, and the other thirty percent were high school students who had not yet graduated.
When Zhang Hongcheng and Chu Miaohong returned to the alley chatting and laughing, they saw from afar that under the street lights, the area near their home was full of middle-aged men and women carrying various things.
Chu Miaohong suddenly pushed Zhang Hongcheng and muttered something in a low voice.
"It's really pitiful how pitiful the parents are in the world."
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