Chapter 3
In the coffee shop at the school gate, facing the morning sun, the breeze is gentle.
"Let's eat." Ke Xin picked the most expensive cream cake, ordered two cups of milk tea, and a macaron...
The table filled with exquisite snacks and cakes cost her more than three hundred yuan, which would normally be her food allowance for a week.
Bao Bao opened his big watery eyes and stuck out his tongue: "Mom, what day is it today? We are eating such delicious food!"
Ke Xin thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Today is the day Mom is reborn."
Send my daughter back to kindergarten.
Ke Xin then returned to the cafe and downloaded the recruitment software again.
Looking at these rows of workers, they are all required to get off work around six o'clock, have one day off a day, and their salary ranges from three thousand to ten thousand yuan.
After submitting her resumes one by one, Ke Xin took a sip of coffee, her mind full of thoughts about how to balance her career and raising children after her divorce. The more she thought about it, the more her scalp tingled.
She randomly opened a topic about single mothers in a forum.
Dense topics:
After the divorce, I rented a house with my daughter and had to work and take care of her at the same time. My daughter also got sick and I couldn’t take it anymore!
The work is so tiring. Your boss sees that you are a single mother and knows that you have no one to support you, so he bullies you even more and throws all the tiring work to you. You are a dog capitalist with a black heart!
"Is there a class that gives you two days off a week, gets off work at 4 o'clock every day, preferably has winter and summer vacations, and you can take leave at any time?"
The reply below: "Yes, unless you are the boss!"
"Yes, unless you want to go to Myanmar, I'll agree to any conditions you want!"
"They usually keep doing this until you have the baby!"
"If I hire a nanny, the salary of several thousand yuan is not enough to cover the nanny's fees without food or drink."
"Oh, I just got divorced, and my parents treat me like a plague, like a beggar, afraid that I'll eat a single meal from their family."
After reading line by line, Ke Xin's eyes turned dark and her scalp numbed.
The series of complaints is full of grief, mostly from women who were born into the same social class as Ke Xin.
The difficulties she faces now are the same as theirs.
Ke Xin felt upset and wondered why she had foolishly given her savings to her parents' home instead of leaving some money for herself.
A message popped up with a "ding" sound.
Ke Xin turned on the screen again and saw that it was an interview invitation.
"Psychological and emotional counselors, monthly salary ranges from 10,000 to 20,000!"
The base salary is good and the distance is OK.
Ke Xin immediately confirmed the interview invitation.
Close the computer and go straight to the interview address.
The interview took place in a 30-story building, and the person who opened the door for the interview was a middle-aged woman who looked to be about 50 years old.
She looked Ke Xin up and down for a while, then said with a smile, "Come in!"
Ke Xin crossed the noisy office area and followed the woman to the reception area.
The reception area was much quieter.
After the two of them took their seats.
The man glanced at Ke Xin's resume, pushed his glasses, and said seriously, "We need to write a three-minute voiceover, then film and edit it. We also need to produce fifteen takes a day, with only one day off. Also, for a newbie like you, you'll definitely need to learn a lot in the first two months, so it's normal to work overtime until eleven or twelve every day."
What the hell?
Ke Xin suddenly felt overwhelmed, but she managed to control her expression and asked politely, "What's the base salary?"
"The basic salary is three thousand, but in our line of work, it's not just about the bottom line, it's also about commissions. Our sister Wang does a good job and can get a commission of twenty thousand!" The woman said with a smile, patting her thigh.
Seeing Ke Xin's dry laugh, the woman suddenly asked, "Looking at your age, you should have children, right?"
Ke Xin nodded before she finished speaking.
The old woman suddenly curled her lips and said, "That's not appropriate. We have a lot of work to do here, and it would be troublesome for you to take care of the children!"
At the end, there was a hint of contempt in her eyes.
"watt!"
Ke Xin’s mind is full of questions?
"She wants me, but I won't do it!" Ke Xin was so angry that she told Jia Qi about the interview process.
When he thought of the old woman's expression just now, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Jiaqi took a sip of milk tea and said calmly, "You know how many graduates can't find jobs every year. If you can find the remaining ones, how good can it be!"
Speaking of college students!
Ke Xin slapped her forehead and sighed, "I've done this before in college. Three minutes of copywriting, to be original and avoid the same old stuff, requires researching all the hot topics. Two copies a day is enough to drain a lot of brain cells. She's like grinding an ox or a horse into the ground."
Has the working environment become so bad now?
At first, she always heard various workers complaining from time to time, but she didn't take it seriously. After this round of interviews, Ke Xin suddenly realized that being a slave is really not easy!
"It's so hard to make money!" Ke Xin sighed, holding her forehead.
After saying this, Jiaqi slammed her milk tea down on the table. "You just realized how bad the economy is right now. I just met a master's student delivering food here. In this climate, just being able to survive is a blessing!"
When faced with this topic, Jiaqi couldn't stop talking: "You know, even our supervisor was fine one day, and suddenly died the next day. These days, if you go out and complain, you will only find that they are even more miserable than you!"
Seeing Jiaqi's excited expression, Ke Xin suddenly covered her mouth and couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha."
"Haha!" Jiaqi raised her eyes and sneered a few times. Suddenly, the two of them started crying while laughing. The people around them looked at them as if they were fools.
Weijie, who was talking to a client, suddenly received a video from Liu Pei. A pot in the kitchen was on fire. While recording the video, Liu Pei cried out helplessly, "Oh my god!" "Son, Ke Xin asked your mother to cook by herself. I don't know how it happened, and it caught fire. Come and save me!"
Weijie saw the scene and hurriedly called Kexin: "Kexin, why did my mom burn down the kitchen? I'm on a business trip now. I'm asking you, could you please help me check it out?"
Originally, Ke Xin had been taking care of her mother, and he couldn't find anyone to help for a while. Weijie asked in a hurried and humble tone.
"I'm sorry, we're divorced and don't have this obligation!" Ke Xin's tone was cold, even revealing disgust.
Just as she was about to hang up the phone, Weijie said anxiously, "Two hundred, please. I'm really busy, so I'm just helping you!"
Ke Xin smiled evilly: "Five thousand!"
Weijie exclaimed: "What, five thousand? You are taking advantage of the situation!"
"Yes, it's just robbery. What's wrong with that? It depends on whether you pay child support on time. If not, it's ten thousand!" Ke Xin shook her head, feeling secretly happy.
In a critical moment, Weijie had no choice but to reluctantly pay 5,000 yuan.
After receiving the money, Ke Xin happily stepped into the house that made her feel disgusted again.
As soon as I entered the door, I heard Liu Pei's continuous complaints.
"What's going on? The kitchen is going to explode!" Liu Pei dropped the spatula, ran to Ke Xin with a dusty face, and looked aggrieved.
Ke Xin glanced at the fire, and under Liu Pei's expectant eyes, rushed into the kitchen to try to put out the fire.
The fire was not big originally. Ke Xin guessed that Liu Pei just wanted to scare people. Even when recording the video, he specially enlarged the lens to make it look like the fire was very big.
Ke Xin changed her mind and said with a look of evil amusement: Since that’s the case, why not fulfill your wish.
Suddenly, crackling sounds filled the entire kitchen.
Liu Pei, who had originally succeeded, was so shocked that he looked towards the kitchen and immediately gasped.
Not only was the fire in the kitchen not put out, it became even bigger, and even the bowls nearby were broken into pieces.
Suddenly, the whole kitchen was ablaze with flames of four colors.
The plastic basin that Liu Pei had just bought, which contained her favorite ham sausage, was instantly engulfed by the fire.
"Ah, help, put out the fire, quickly!"
Liu Pei's eyes went dark and he almost fell over. His face turned pale and he was so anxious that he was running around.
"Ah, what's going on!" Ke Xin pretended to be frightened and ran out of the kitchen trembling.
"Hurry up, put out the fire!" Liu Pei urged with a grin, but Ke Xin suddenly seemed like a fool, slow to respond to any questions, and even the so-called fire-fighting action took her a long time to complete.
Seeing the fire growing bigger and bigger, Liu Pei suddenly lifted a bucket of water weighing more than ten pounds and poured it into the kitchen.
Suddenly, infinite strength burst out from his hunched body, and he rushed into the flames, trying to put out the fire.
The fire in the kitchen was put out, leaving only a mess, everything was black, and everything valuable and worthless was destroyed.
119 came, issued a warning, and then left in a hurry.
Liu Pei was lying on the ground in a mess, beating his chest and stamping his feet towards the kitchen: "It's all your wife's fault. She is more of a hindrance than a help. She wasn't that angry at first, but she made her rage worse and worse. I don't care, Weijie, when she comes back, you must beat her hard, even to death!" Liu Pei was so angry that tears streamed down his face.
Weijie came in a hurry, and before he could even take a sip of the water, he heard his mother cursing at Kexin.
The voice rose and fell continuously, just like Sun Wukong listening to Tang Sheng chanting scriptures. Immediately, Weijie blurted out: "We are divorced!"
The cursing and crying stopped abruptly. Tears were still on Liu Pei's face, and her mouth opened and closed in surprise.
After returning to the rental house, Ke Xin picked up the notebook and continued looking for job opportunities. She wrote down all feasible job opportunities in the notebook one by one. After looking for a job for more than a week, she still couldn't find a suitable one.
After much deliberation, Ke Xin finally decided to try setting up a stall first. She would have free time and if successful, the money she could earn would be no less than working as a slave. So she just did it.
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