"Recruiting part-time workers..."
Chen Qimeng glanced at Lin Yu, looking embarrassed, not knowing how to answer.
Think about it.
Is there anything that can’t be said to Xiaoyu?
Simply.
She explained bluntly:
"Xiao Yu, the work in a flower shop is very detailed, and the most troublesome one is only delivering flowers."
"It's actually just one or two hours a day, but the time is not fixed."
"I know you're thinking about me, but the efficiency of the flower shop is..."
In Chen Qimeng's heart.
The people Lin Yu mentioned as acquaintances were most likely his classmates.
College students work part-time, often in places like flower shops.
If we don’t talk about remuneration, how can we talk about work experience and ability training?
When it comes to remuneration, she really doesn't have much money to give.
You can't ask people to work without paying them properly, right?
Lin Yu was deeply touched by Chen Qimeng's direct answer.
At least for now.
Chen Qimeng no longer treated him as a child.
Willing to tell him the actual situation and discuss it with him.
To some extent.
Perhaps we should also thank the lady with a thousand faces, the fox, who is still lying in the hospital bed.
Without her accidental "assist", Chen Qimeng might not have had such a big transformation.
Lin Yu was not unaware of the business situation of the flower shop.
He has already made mature considerations before putting forward this idea.
"Aunt Qimeng, you don't need to worry about the compensation."
"We can change the form and pay in the form of 'labor'."
"It may just be hard for you occasionally, and you need to put in a little more thought."
Chen Qimeng: “???”
Is it possible to hire part-time staff without spending money?
Chen Qimeng was even more confused about what Xiaoyu meant by "labor payment".
"No money? Then...how can I have the nerve to ask others to help me with the work?"
"Xiao Yu, even if we are your good friends, we can't..."
Chen Qimeng felt that the following words were a bit unpleasant to say, so she just stopped talking.
Lin Yu looked confident and said:
"You can try it first. I'm not sure if it will work."
"We need to make a phone call to communicate. If it's not appropriate, we can stop it at any time."
Chen Qimeng looked at Lin Yu.
The emotional trust in my heart overcame my rational thinking, and I couldn't help but nod.
Got the approval of the store manager.
Lin Yu took his phone to the outside of the store and dialed a number that he had recently saved.
The phone rang for a while, and a warm and generous voice came:
"Brother Lin Yu, you should have received the money, right?"
"If you have any treasures that are hard to sell in the future, feel free to come to me."
"As long as I am here, I can help you."
Lin Yu said in a friendly manner:
"I received the money, thank you Sister Hong."
"I called you mainly to talk to you about this."
"It's been a pleasure working with you. I have another treasure in my hand that I may sell next month."
When Sister Hong on the phone heard this, she immediately burst into joy:
"Anytime! Really anytime!"
"Brother Lin Yu, whenever you want to sell it, just let me know two days in advance."
This time, the "Yuan Dynasty Carved Red Grape Pattern Begonia Flower Plate" made Guixing completely famous.
If we can take advantage of the opportunity, there will be another big wave next month.
Among several underground auction houses, which one can compare with Guihang in popularity?
Lin Yu listened to Sister Hong's tone and knew that she was quite excited at this moment.
So, he continued:
"Sister Hong, there is a little thing that can kill two birds with one stone. I want to discuss it with you."
"Isn't Sister Feirong preparing for the civil service exam?"
"I have a suitable teacher whom I would like to recommend to you!"
"It's useless to work at home behind closed doors. Sister Feirong is stuck in her room, playing games, don't you think?"
Sister Hong was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly changed the subject and asked:
"Brother Lin Yu, you said Rongrong..."
"You've been playing games in your room all this time?!"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Beat him!
How come you are so good at grasping the key points?
Isn't this the point he wants to make?
…
2:30 in the afternoon.
Chi Qingchi made an appointment with the young girls in the club to take photos together.
Left the flower shop early.
The flower shop at this time.
There are two more familiar faces.
Antique sister, Shen Buyao!
The king of dirty jokes, Huang Feirong!
Just after introducing myself.
Chen Qimeng temporarily pulled Lin Yu aside and asked anxiously:
"Guiding the girl named Rongrong to take the civil service exam?"
"Xiao Yu, I can't do this!"
"I took the exam in the 2000s, how can I have any experience?"
"Isn't this... isn't this delaying others?"
Lin Yu really wanted to say directly:
With the King of Dirty Jokes' academic performance, are you still afraid of being delayed?
Is there still room for decline?
I thought so in my heart.
You can't say such harsh words.
Lin Yu had no choice but to say comfortingly:
"Qimeng, can you be more confident?"
"If you pass the exam in the 2000s, you'll be admitted!"
"There is no such thing as new or old knowledge. Isn't the learning method important?"
Chen Qimeng: “???”
Is that the truth?
Lin Yu saw the change in Chen Qimeng's expression and quickly added:
"Sister Feirong's family is not short of money, and her parents are determined to get her ashore."
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