The first task Liu Zi gave Wang Jian was to obtain the relevant business license for the studio.
She told him to familiarize himself with the process first, and then gave Wang Jian the phone number of the real estate agency. Selecting office locations was also his job.
After handing over the task, Liu Zi rode her motorcycle home, leaving Wang Jian alone, bewildered in the cold wind of Beijing.
If it weren't for his phone reminding him that it was real, he would have thought he had been scammed.
Speaking of cell phones, Wang Jian quickly took out his address book from his bag, found his hometown phone number, and dialed it.
"Hello, Uncle Suozi? This is Gousheng from the Wang family! Please call my parents, and I'll call you back in half an hour."
"It's nothing, Uncle Suozi. I just wanted to tell my parents that I changed jobs, and this new job even gave me a cell phone."
"Yes, the kind that lets you make calls even without a wire."
"It's nothing, it's for work, my boss gave it to me. People in the city all use these."
"Okay, I'll call you later."
Wang Jian hung up the phone and looked at the screen showing 1 minute and 45 seconds had elapsed. His heart ached uncontrollably. One yuan and twenty cents was gone, enough for him to buy five steamed buns.
Wang Jian often works overtime at Tomorrow Records. When he suddenly had some free time, he felt a little anxious. He rode his bike back to his rented room and made a plan for his current work.
When I looked up again, I realized it was past the appointed time, so I quickly took out my phone and called the village committee.
The person who answered the phone was Wang's parents. They were working in the fields when they suddenly heard the loudspeaker announce that there was a phone call. They thought something had happened to their eldest son outside.
The couple came to the village committee without even changing their clothes, carrying hoes.
Hearing the village chief say it was good news, he felt relieved and waited patiently to receive the call.
When the agreed time arrived and there was still no call, the couple became anxious again, wondering if something had gone wrong.
Fortunately, the call came as expected after another ten minutes. When I answered, it was my eldest son, whom I hadn't seen for a year.
"Gousheng, what's wrong? Why waste money calling home?" Wang's father was still a little worried.
"Dad, I wanted to let you know I've changed jobs. The new job not only gave me a raise, but they also gave me a cell phone. If you need anything, just call my cell phone." Wang Jian's home phone number after starting work was Tomorrow Records, but since he no longer works there, there's no way he can reach them by phone anymore!
"What? You changed jobs? Did something happen?" Wang's father wondered to himself. In their minds, a job was something you did from youth to old age, for a lifetime.
"Your son is capable; another boss took a liking to him and poached him, even giving him a raise of 500 yuan!" Like many people who wander far from home, Wang Jian only reports good news and not bad.
"What? That's only 1,500 yuan? How can you earn so much money! The family's farmland only earns that much throughout the year." Mr. Wang exclaimed in surprise. He was shocked when his son was able to earn 1,000 yuan a month.
"Your son is amazing! But Dad, you and Mom shouldn't tell anyone! Otherwise, trouble will come knocking on our door. We haven't finished paying off our debts yet!" Wang Jian reminded him.
Back when he went to university, his father had to mortgage their house to borrow money. The family was poor and had too many relatives, and no one was willing to lend a hand.
"Your mother and I know that you were willing to take out a bank loan to pay back their money, and I could tell from that." Wang's father lowered his voice.
"Dad, don't worry, I will work hard to earn money and pay off my school fees soon. Then I will pay for my younger siblings' school fees, and you won't have to work so hard anymore." Wang Jian knew that his father would go to the construction site to carry heavy loads during the off-season for farming, and he couldn't persuade him to stop no matter what he did.
"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." Mr. Wang is now completely content with his son.
"Let me say a few words to my son," said the Queen Mother, standing to the side.
"Okay, here you go." Wang's father handed over the microphone.
"Son! Take care of yourself while you're out there. Don't suffer too much, and make sure you eat well!"
"What are you talking about? Our son earns 1,500 yuan a month. He can eat whatever he wants outside," Wang's father muttered softly from the side.
"You don't know anything. I know my son. He must be eating poorly when he's trying to save money. Can't I, as his mother, even say a few words of concern?" Wang's mother rolled her eyes at Wang's father. All he ever thought about was money.
"Mom, I'm eating well, don't worry." Wang Jian's nose tingled with emotion. Indeed, to save money, he cooked for himself for every meal.
Two yuan worth of steamed buns and a stewed cabbage are enough for him to eat all day.
"Alright, alright, take care of yourself. Don't waste money on phone calls. We'll write to each other later." Wang Ma was still used to being frugal.
"Okay, Mom and Dad, goodbye."
Wang Jian said goodbye to them and hung up the phone.
Then she lay down on the table in the rented room and cried her eyes out.
Life in Beijing is tough, and the cost of living is high. He was burdened with loans and could only endure working at Tomorrow Records day after day. Even when he suffered grievances, he dared not quit his job easily.
He didn't sleep a wink last night, his mind filled with worry about what he would do if Ms. Liu Zi didn't sign the contract with him today.
What if Ms. Liu Zi finds out about Manager Zhang's blacklisting and refuses to sign a contract with him?
Fortunately, everything went smoothly today.
As December arrives, the weather in the north is getting colder and colder.
Liu Zi rarely goes out anymore, and usually keeps in touch with Wang Jian by phone.
Today's college students are truly capable. Wang Jian has already thoroughly researched the procedures for various aspects, including business registration and taxation, and is ready to go and handle them at any time.
In addition, he and Wang Jianwen, the real estate agent, looked at many houses in Beijing. He thought a few of them were quite suitable and needed Liu Zi to go and confirm them.
Liu Zi had only one thought: spending 1,500 yuan was definitely worth it!
Thinking of finishing the matter as soon as possible so that Wang Jian could go home for the New Year, since Shaanxi Province is not close to Beijing.
Liu Zi decided to take a trip to Beijing one day and get all these things done at once.
Ideals are lofty, but reality is harsh.
The efficiency of government departments is really too low these days. Liu Zi thought this wouldn't do, and it would take a day to finish the job, so she simply called Liu Daqiang to see if he knew anyone there.
It has to be said that Liu Daqiang's comradeship is really strong. Liu Zi waited for less than five minutes before the man came down from upstairs. After confirming Liu Zi's identity, he smiled and took her through all the procedures. In the end, he even helped her contact the tax bureau so that Liu Zi could go there as soon as she started work in the afternoon.
That's how society works in terms of personal connections; the only one who struggled to adapt was Wang Jian.
He felt that all his efforts during this period of wandering around had been in vain and had not helped at all.
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