Jiang Wenxi asked knowingly, "Did someone open your head?"
Lin Zi took the initiative to speak: "Don't mention it. The day before yesterday we finally bought some food, but when we got back we were beaten up."
Their eldest brother guarded the food with all his might, and although the food was saved, he was injured.
Jiang Wenxi looked at Zhou Yuan and asked, "Did you go to the hospital?"
“We found a small clinic.”
It is called a small clinic, but it is actually a black shop. They just rub some alcohol and treat patients randomly. They cannot afford to go to the hospital in the base, and it is very troublesome to get in. They dare not spend the few points they have.
"This store needs a few security guards? Are you interested?"
Linzi reacted the fastest. They were accepted. "Let's do it. We can do anything."
A slightly older man at the back asked, "What about the salary?"
Before Jiang Wenxi came, Fang Huaizhi gave her some basic knowledge: "Just work first. You'll get 100 points a month, and lunch is provided. If you work overtime, there are additional benefits. If you do a good job, your salary will increase."
Zhou Yuan made the final decision: "Let's do it."
The prices in the base are quite cheap. In such hot weather, he only earns 180 points a month by moving bricks outside, while they only earn 100 points for guarding the door. He thinks it is already a lot. He has inquired about other stores in the base, and the highest pay is only 60.
The main reason is that no one is willing to hire people even if they want to. Most of the shops in the base are closed because they are afraid of being robbed.
After listening to this, Chen Yu decided that he should stick to Mr. Fang. The prices at the base were cheap, but Mr. Fang's original salary was 200, not including various bonus systems. Jiang Wenxi's cut was a bit harsh.
He was wrong. Their president was not Fang Baopi, but the most generous president.
"You will have more work to do in the early stages, but once things get back on track you won't have to work so hard. We will improve various systems in the future to ensure you have enough food and clothing."
Chen Yu felt sorry for himself in his heart, thinking that the pie he drew was even more outrageous than that of their President Fang.
Zhou Yuan couldn't wait to ask, "When can we come?"
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