The salary Zhou Yuan offered to his brothers still surprised them.
Especially Liu Yiming, he thought that when working with the boss, he might have to talk about feelings at the beginning. As for money, he was reluctant to ask because he knew that the boss didn't have much money.
All things are difficult at the beginning. Everyone who works on a construction site knows that everyone actually wants to be a contractor.
But it was indeed difficult when the contractor started out.
Not only do we lack skills and connections, but we also lack funds.
Especially in the early years, if you wanted to contract a project, you had to pay for it yourself. If you didn’t have money, you couldn’t even be a contractor.
In fact, many people on the construction site have contracted projects and worked as contractors for a few days, but unfortunately most of them were not successful.
Many people even lost all their money and finally didn't even want to do it anymore, but continued to carry bricks. Although the pay was low and the work was hard, at least they wouldn't lose everything and end up in debt.
Zhou Yuan is facing this situation now.
But what Liu Yiming and his other brothers didn't know was that he had his own warehouse, and he didn't charge for the materials from the construction site, and he could even make a fortune by selling the materials.
This is an advantage that others do not have, so he is destined to be better than others and succeed more easily than others.
Everything was arranged, and Zhou Yuan and his team were ready to set off in a few days.
Taking advantage of a few days of free time, he said to Liu Yiming, Wang Xiaohua and Zhou Quan, "Let's all go get our motorcycle licenses so that it will be more convenient for us to drive in the future.
We'll have to get a driver's license when we have time. We need a car to work on the construction site."
"To get a motorcycle driver's license! But I don't have the money." Liu Yiming spread his hands helplessly.
The same goes for Wang Xiaohua and Zhou Quan.
Think about it, they worked for Zhou Yuan for a few days when the school was being built and earned a little money, but they needed to buy fertilizers for the spring plowing at home, and the family had other expenses.
I had to buy clothes, shoes and other things during the Chinese New Year, and I had already spent all my money.
So when he asked for money, he could only wave his hand, his pockets were cleaner than his face.
Zhou Yuan knew that the guys really had no money, so he gritted his teeth and said, "We are brothers. As the boss, I don't have much to give you. If you get your driver's license, it will be helpful to the construction site in the future.
So I will help you pay your tuition, just as a favor from your elder brother."
"Boss, really? This is so embarrassing."
Liu Yiming opened his mouth in surprise.
Wang Xiaohua also laughed and felt a little unbelievable.
Zhou Quan smiled silently.
"Of course it's real. It's just a few dozen dollars. The boss still has this little money."
Zhou Yuan nodded firmly, which reassured his brothers.
But he didn't expect to ask a few boys to take the motorcycle license test.
After Ouyang Xiaomei found out, she also clamored to go. Zhou Yuan looked at her tall figure and said, "You're a girl. Your job is mainly about supervision and dispatch. Why would you learn that? It's dangerous."
"What's dangerous? It's not dangerous for you to ride, but it is dangerous for me? This is typical sexism." Ouyang Xiaomei said to Lao Gao with a pout: "You must treat everyone equally, otherwise I will protest."
"Okay, go ahead, go ahead. Why are you everywhere?"
Zhou Yuan waved his hands heavily, feeling a little bad.
Ouyang Xiaomei felt very aggrieved and said, "Boss, watch your attitude. We are all brothers. You paid for them to take the exam, so why can't I go?"
"Take a good look at yourself. Are you a brother? You look different from the others. Don't you know that?"
Zhou Yuan looked at someone's flushed face and joked.
Ouyang Xiaomei snorted and said, "Nowadays, we emphasize gender equality. What's the difference? Believe it or not, I can do all the work you do.
And you can’t do the work I do.”
"Tell me, what is it about you that we can't do?"
"There are so many things I can do that you can't do." Ouyang Xiaomei patted her belly and shouted, "Can you do the work of giving birth?"
"Oh, yeah, this? I really can't do it."
Zhou Yuan shook his head.
Liu Yiming, Wang Xiaohua and Zhou Quan also shook their heads.
Everyone shook their heads and laughed.
This made Ouyang Xiaomei even angrier. She jumped up and yelled, "Stop laughing! Can you guys be serious?"
"All right, all right! Let's stop joking and go, go."
Zhou Yuan felt that if he continued teasing, someone would cry, so he quickly adjusted his attitude.
After registering, I waited until Tuesday to go to the county traffic police brigade to take the test.
Because it was too far from the county town, in order to save time, a few people took a bus from home to the county town the night before, stayed in a hotel in the county town at night, and rushed to the designated driving school to register early the next morning.
Compared to a car driver's license, a motorcycle driver's license is actually very simple. If you have some basic skills, have learned to drive from someone, or can drive a tricycle, it will be much easier to get a driver's license.
Many people passed it on the first try.
Based on my experience in taking the motorcycle driver's license test, after paying the fee and registering locally, the registration place will transfer your information via computer to a driving school that specializes in motorcycle training and examinations.
This driving school has close ties with the traffic police brigade. You must arrive at the driving school before 8:00 in the morning, register and wait, and take the theoretical class at 8:30.
At nine o'clock, I went to the traffic police brigade meeting room to take the theory test.
After the test, I went to the driving practice field to practice. Because there were so many people taking the test, we had to line up. There were three three-wheeled motorcycles in total, the kind that run on gasoline.
There were dozens of people, including those who registered on that day and those who had not passed the exam before, and the total number was even higher.
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