Li Yue'er blinked her beautiful eyes and asked Zhou Yuan if graduating from high school qualified him to be an accountant.
Zhou Yuan glanced at someone's good looks, waved his hand and said, "Yes! Besides work, you can also study. People are always learning and improving.
As a contractor, I need to keep learning, and my employees also need to learn and make progress. Only in this way can small businesses grow into big businesses and small bosses become big bosses.
Are you right?
"Yes, it seems that classmate Zhou Yuan has big dreams. From what you said, it's settled that I will be an accountant in your construction team, right?"
Li Yue'er is indeed a beauty, every move she makes is so beautiful.
She has a clear voice, charming eyes, and a cute little appearance.
As she spoke, she inadvertently straightened her chest, making the already high place seem even higher, more beautiful and charming.
Zhou Yuan saw it all and was filled with hatred. He really didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse to have a beauty like this by his side.
But who cares? As long as she is willing to find him first, I will talk to her.
Even if you don't do anything else, it's pleasing to the eye just to look at it!
Anyway, he just happened to be looking for an accountant, so it didn't matter who he hired.
"As long as you're willing, that's fine. However, the salary is the same as Ouyang Xiaomei and the others, 100 yuan a month, with bonuses and year-end bonuses added on. What do you think?"
"That's great, it's settled. Let me know when you're ready to go to work."
Li Yue'er looked at Zhou Yuan and smiled sweetly. Her voice was clear, her smile was full, and her tone was gentle. She didn't have the attitude of looking down on people as before.
This is what Zhou Yuan lamented the most.
It seems that money is really a good thing.
I remember last year when I was buying clothes in a supermarket, he was making things difficult for me, saying he had no money and asked me not to make trouble.
But just a few months later, I had made great progress and the way beautiful women looked at me was very different.
Alas, reality.
"I'm back to help with the autumn harvest. I'll call you when I'm done with the farm work. It'll probably be about ten days. Prepare the things you want to take with you, and explain everything to your family. I'm worried the director won't let you go.
He'll definitely think the construction site is a mess."
Zhou Yuan laughed again after he finished speaking.
Li Yue'er curled her lips and said disdainfully, "My father only cares about the villagers, not me. Don't worry, I always make the decisions about my own affairs."
After saying that, she waved to Zhou Yuan, made a goodbye gesture, and then walked back in her high-heeled sandals, her long legs swaying in the sunset.
Li Yue'er's family was not in the same production team as Zhou Yuan's, but the two teams were very close to each other. It was only a few hundred meters away for her to go home, along a small cobblestone road, which was still very clean.
Looking at someone's charming back as she left, Zhou Yuan sighed, shook his head, and staggered back home.
Whenever he met the older men and women in the team on the road, he would inevitably say hello to them. When his friends who were going home to harvest grain saw him, they would ask him if he needed anyone and say they were willing to work with him.
Because the salary he offers is slightly higher than others.
People go to high places, and water flows to low places.
Rural children are already short of money and have a strong desire to change their poverty.
So even if it is only a few cents or a dollar a day higher, it is very attractive to them.
Money was valuable in those days. Meat was only one or two yuan per pound, rice was only a little over 40 cents, or even a little over 30 cents, and radishes were only 10 cents, sometimes 5 cents.
If you have 30 more yuan a month, you can buy a pig in a year.
So, it is very easy for Zhou Yuan to recruit people. There is no shortage of people, only skilled workers.
Early the next morning, after Zhou Yuan and his family had breakfast, he and his father carried a thresher and went to the fields to harvest the grain.
The thresher was bought by myself after the household contract responsibility system was implemented. It was the kind of foot-operated thresher that was common in the southwest region at that time.
One person can fight, two people can fight, and four or five people can also fight.
If there are many people, the people who are harvesting rice will be responsible for harvesting, and the people who are standing on the thresher will be responsible for treading. There are also people on both sides who will harvest the ears of rice and hand them to the people who are treading.
There are only four people in Zhou Yuan's family. His younger sister Zhou Xiaoyu and mother Liu Caijuan are harvesting rice, while Zhou Yuan and his father are panting heavily on the thresher.
You have to thresh the wheat yourself and then bundle the straw together.
When the wooden half barrel filled with rice is full, it needs to be pulled out and put into a basket, and then carried back.
Zhou Yuan hadn't done farm work for almost a year or two, and carrying a full basket of rice all of a sudden still felt a bit strenuous.
Mainly my shoulders were painful from being compressed.
There was water in the field, and the rice was wet. A large basket was full of it, and it was very heavy.
The weather was so hot that it would not be an exaggeration to say that I was sweating profusely.
"Why is it so damn hot today?"
It was almost noon, and Zhou Yuan was hungry and hot. He parked the basket under a tree and sat there wiping the sweat off his face with his clothes.
Because other families were also harvesting crops, everyone was busy and happy under the scorching sun, working enthusiastically.
Zhou Yuan felt very comfortable sitting there and didn't want to stand up.
A girl named Xiaomei from the village passed by him, looked at her and said with a smile:
"Why, now that you're a contractor, you can't even afford to raise grain?"
"Who says I can't carry it? This is already the third load I've carried today. I'd say it weighs at least 200 kilograms."
Zhou Yuan looked at Xiaomei and said unconvincedly.
"Two hundred pounds is nothing, I can handle it, do you believe it?"
"I don't believe it."
Although Xiaomei looks a bit big, with a height of about 1.7 meters, thick arms and legs, and does farm work at home every day, she is a girl after all, and it would be difficult for her to carry a load of 200 kilograms.
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