The middle-aged woman obviously didn't expect that Zhang Yaoyao could see through her income at a glance, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across her face.
"The girl is really an expert!"
I could see at a glance that her monthly income was no more than 150 yuan. That's right, she was mending clothes, sewing buttons, zippers, etc. for people at the entrance of the farmers' market, working in the wind and rain, and only earned more than 100 yuan a month. It was indeed not easy, but she had to persevere for the sake of life.
Seeing the other party's answer confirming her guess, Zhang Yaoyao did not hesitate and spoke directly to the middle-aged woman in front of her.
"Sister, how about this? Since you're setting up a stall at the entrance of the farmers' market, working in the wind and rain, and you can't even earn 150 yuan a month, why don't you bring your sewing machine and work with me? As long as your skills are good enough and the clothes you sew satisfy the customers, I will give you a basic salary of 150 yuan a month. It will depend on the quality and quantity of the clothes you make. If the performance is good, there will be a bonus every month. What do you think?"
Since the other party's monthly income is less than 150 yuan, Zhang Yaoyao will give him a basic salary of 150 yuan. As long as he does a good job, she will pay him on a piecework basis.
For Zhang Yaoyao, the better her subordinates perform, the higher her income will be, so it is natural for her to reward them. Otherwise, who would be willing to work for you?
Why do workers get up early and go to bed late every day? Isn't it just for a few taels of silver? Zhang Yaoyao, a 21-year-old office worker, knows better than anyone how important money is to an employee's struggle.
Otherwise, how could there be such a good old saying? People die for money, birds die for food.
As soon as Zhang Yaoyao finished speaking, a glimmer of hope flashed across the middle-aged woman's face. She stared at the little girl in front of her with her eyes fixed, as if she were looking at glittering RMB, and was very surprised.
"Really? If I'm willing to work with you, are you sure you can offer me a base salary of 150 yuan, plus bonuses?"
Zhang Yaoyao nodded without hesitation.
"Of course. As long as your craftsmanship satisfies me, I will never treat any of my employees unfairly."
After receiving a positive answer, the middle-aged woman made up her mind and said in a strong voice.
"Okay, I'll follow you starting tomorrow!"
Finally recruiting an employee she liked, Zhang Yaoyao gave the address without hesitation.
"Okay, tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock, you come to the New Vision Clothing Store on Fushou Street to find me. I'll be waiting for you there!"
After they finished talking about work, the middle-aged woman said belatedly.
"Little girl, what's your last name? My last name is Yan, and they all call me Sister Yan."
Emma, you were so busy talking about donating your salary that you don’t even know your boss’s name. This is so embarrassing.
After hearing the other party's introduction, Zhang Yaoyao realized belatedly that the two of them were so engrossed in talking about work that they had even finalized the job without even knowing each other's last name. She scratched her head and said.
"Oh, then I'll call you Sister Yan from now on. My name is Zhang Yaoyao, and I'm the owner of the New Vision Clothing Store. You can call me by my first name from now on."
Mrs. Yan had an expression as if to see what was going on. No wonder the girl in front of her was the owner of a clothing store. She was so experienced in what she said and did. It turned out that the girl in front of her was a person who could not be judged by appearance. She opened a clothing store by herself at such a young age. She was really extraordinary.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Yan looked at Zhang Yaoyao with a hint of appreciation and admiration.
"Zhang Yaoyao, then it's a deal. I'll go to work at your clothing store tomorrow morning."
Instead of setting up a stall in front of the farmer's market in the wind and rain, where if you're lucky you can earn a few or ten yuan a day, but if you're unlucky you can't even earn enough to live on, it's better to follow Zhang Yaoyao.
At least she has a stable income of 150 yuan every month. As long as she works hard enough, she believes her life will get better and better in the future.
Don't ask why she trusts Zhang Yaoyao so much, because the determined look on Zhang Yaoyao's tender little face, the wisdom in her eyes, and her generous and appropriate language and conversation make her believe that as long as she follows this little girl and works hard, her future will not be bad.
Of course, compared to Mrs. Zhang's admiring and awe-inspiring gaze, Zhang Yaoyao didn't think too much about it. She was just proud of having recruited a helper and waved her hand.
"Okay, then it's settled. We'll meet at the New Vision Clothing Store tomorrow morning. You go about your business. I still have to go buy groceries."
I was busy recruiting employees before, and now it’s dark. If I don’t go to the farmers’ market to buy vegetables, I guess there won’t even be any leaves left.
The family is waiting for the rice and meat to be cooked. If I can’t buy vegetables and rice today, I will be hungry tomorrow.
Sister Yan said with a kind smile, looking as if she understood.
"Okay, Zhang Yaoyao, go ahead and do your work. I need to sit here for a while, just in case there are more customers."
Today is her last day as a freelancer. Mrs. Yan is a person who sees things through to the end. She can't just find a job and not do business today. What if there is more business coming? She will naturally make every penny of the money she can earn.
Because starting from tomorrow, she will be a nine-to-five office worker, and the last day of leisure does not seem so unbearable.
Zhang Yaoyao didn't say anything about Mrs. Yan's insistence, but just waved her hand.
"Okay, you're busy, I'll go first!"
Everyone who strives hard for life deserves respect. Zhang Yaoyao doesn't think it's too harsh. What's wrong with her sister-in-law's final persistence?
The next morning, Zhang Yaoyao got up, washed up, and opened the shop as usual. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Yan was already standing at the door of the clothing store. When she saw Zhang Yaoyao open the door, she walked up to her with a smile on her face and greeted her.
"Zhang Yaoyao, good morning! I thought you'd open the door at 8 o'clock, but you're already here at 7:20."
Perhaps because she valued this job, Mrs. Yan specially changed into a more decent set of clothes than yesterday. Although the fabric was not expensive, the clothes looked clean and tidy, giving people a neat and refreshing feeling.
Compared to Mrs. Yan's early arrival, Zhang Yaoyao was surprised and distressed at the same time, and said with a smile.
"Sister Yan, you're here so early. Didn't I tell you that work doesn't start until eight o'clock? You don't have to come early. You can use the remaining time at home to make breakfast or do something else before rushing over."
If we agree to start work at 8 o'clock, we have to start work at 8 o'clock. Zhang Yaoyao is not the kind of person who likes to exploit her employees. Unless there are particularly busy orders that require overtime, she will tell the employees in advance and pay a certain amount of overtime pay.
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