Chapter 52: Nanshuikou
After driving out of the main city area, the car went further and further away. The distance was not far, but the surrounding environment became worse and worse as we went further in.
When Lin Jianyan got off the car and saw the scene outside, he was a little speechless. Nanshuikou is called a district, but in fact there are only a few dilapidated old buildings standing, and there are railings around the buildings, and a dilapidated iron gate is tightly closed to prevent outsiders from entering.
This is even more dilapidated than Wanshui Lane. Nanshuikou is closer to the main city area than Wanshui Lane, with one being in the north and the other in the west. I didn't expect that there would be such a dilapidated place so close to the main city area.
Perhaps they heard the noise of cars outside, as a group of people emerged from different directions, holding shovels, axes, and shovels in their hands, looking at them vigilantly.
They were probably from different camps. Although they all gathered in front of the iron gate, there was a boundary in the middle, distinguishing them from each other.
The leading men looked at Lin Jianyan outside the door warily, mainly because they were afraid of the burly bodyguards behind him.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?!"
Zhou Xuejian squeezed out from behind, looked at the two sides and waved his hand, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, it's me, I'm here again."
Seeing him, everyone inside breathed a sigh of relief, but they were still on guard. One of the men in the lead asked, "Officer Zhou, why are you here again?"
Zhou Xuejian: "I'm here to see Zhao Dalong. This has nothing to do with you. Let's go, let's go."
When the surrounding groups of people saw that they were not looking for trouble, they all retreated one after another, leaving only a dozen people of varying ages who were still vigilant and did not leave.
It can be said that this team has all the symptoms of the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, and the leader is actually a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years old.
The boy was quite tall, but too thin. His cheeks were sunken, and his skin was tightly attached to his bones, showing an unhealthy yellowish-yellow color. He looked like a little wolf cub, with a ferocious look in his eyes. He held a rusty axe that he had picked up from somewhere, and pointed it vigilantly at the people outside the door:
"Why are you here to look for Brother Zhao? We will never allow you to hurt him!"
The boy spoke Mandarin, and even though he looked so unkind, Lin Jianyan's heart softened when she heard this nostalgic language.
He patted the two bodyguards protecting him in front of him and asked them to go to the back. He walked to the iron gate and communicated with them in Mandarin:
"Hello, I don't know your name. My name is Lin Jianyan. I have a factory that is hiring people. Officer Zhou asked me to come here to offer you a job opportunity."
"If you don't believe me, this is my ID. I can guarantee that what I say is true. I wonder if you are willing to let me go in and select people."
Hearing what Lin Jianyan said, the people behind the young man looked at him with surprise in their eyes and whispered to each other.
The boy's eyes also showed surprise and shock. "My name is Shuanzi. You, you speak standard Mandarin. Are you from mainland China too?"
They have been here for such a long time, but except for their companions who came here with them, they have never heard the locals speak Mandarin. Some people even look down on them and refuse to accept their jobs because they do not speak standard Mandarin.
Looking at the expectation in the child's eyes, Lin Jianyan shook his head and broke his fantasy, "No, I'm not, I'm a local." It's just that I was a local in my last life, but he couldn't say that.
The boy's eyes darkened, but he still had a good impression of him, "We don't have the key. If you want to come in, you have to ask Brother Dalong to come and open the door for you."
Lin Jianyan: "Then could you please go and call this Dalong brother?"
"Okay, wait, I'll go call him." The young man put down the broken axe in his hand and ran away quickly with his thin body.
Lin Jianyan watched and shouted worriedly from behind: "I'm not in a hurry, run slowly and be careful not to fall."
"good!"
While the young man was waiting, the people behind him did not leave either, and they all looked at them with curiosity without any malice in their eyes:
"It's obvious that he's a big boss. Look at the number of people following him."
"Didn't you hear what he just said? He has a factory and is looking for workers. He's a factory manager."
"Wow! Such a young factory manager is really amazing!"
"I don't know if people like us can get the job. If we can become workers, my ancestors' graves in my hometown will be filled with smoke."
"I don't want to do that. Who would want to hire me with my lame legs? I wish my grandson could get the job."
Although they lowered their voices, the place was so small and Lin Jianyan was so close that he could hear everything they said clearly.
He lowered his eyes, not knowing what to feel in his heart.
After a while, the boy ran over with a burly man with a scar on his face. The man could be heard complaining, "Slow down, little brat. They won't run away. They might just be scammers."
"What if they leave? The people who come this time are different from the previous ones. You will know when you see them."
Zhao Dalong was pulled by the boy to the door and looked at Lin Jianyan. He didn't think there was anything different, just that she was better looking, younger, and more cultured.
Anyway, he didn't believe that there were really people who would not hire so many local people but hire outsiders like them.
Zhao Dalong asked in a not-very-standard Cantonese: "Officer Zhou, you're here again? Tell me, what are you doing here this time?"
Zhou Xuejian said nothing but looked at Lin Jianyan, and Zhao Dalong also turned his gaze towards him.
Lin Jianyan smiled and said, "I am really here to recruit workers, but I don't hire just anyone. I have conditions for recruiting people."
Zhao Dalong raised his eyebrows: Wow, they can speak Mandarin. I thought people here looked down on them and disdained to speak Mandarin. Not bad, much better than those idiots who came here a few times before.
"What are your requests? Tell me about it. Don't just want female workers? Do you have any shameful intentions?"
Ah Jun and Ah Liang glared at him and were about to step forward and scold him, but were stopped by Lin Jianyan. He looked at Zhao Dalong with a smile on his face:
"No, don't worry. We are a legitimate factory. We hire both men and women. But there is an age limit. Those under 18 years old and those over 60 are not accepted. They also need to look neat and tidy, and not be violent or angry."
"You don't have to worry about not being able to learn. We will have dedicated people to train you and provide you with a meal at noon to ensure a balanced diet. It's just that the accommodation issue has not been resolved yet, so you have to find a place to live on your own."
"There will be a one-week trial period. After the trial period, we will officially sign a contract with you. The contract is also legally binding, so don't worry that I will cheat."
"You don't have to worry about your salary. You will be paid the same as others. There will be no difference between you and others."