There are no classes on weekends, so Jiang Manyue starts preparing for the opening of a clothing store.
I received a call in the morning and received the clothes mailed from the town.
In just a few days, Sister Huang and several employees made new autumn clothes.
"Just leave it here!" She brought the delivery person into the store.
Because there were so many clothes needed for the opening, she couldn't carry them all by herself.
So I hired someone to deliver the three large packages, weighing more than 100 kilograms.
"Sister, let me move it!" When Wang Baozhu saw the clothes arrived, she hurried over to help.
In the past two days, she has decorated the store and is waiting for the new clothes to arrive before opening.
Even the sign at the door has been completely renewed and changed to Yuezhu Clothing Store.
The walls of the shop have been repainted and look nothing like they did before.
Many people passing by leaned over to see what was going on here.
Jiang Manyue looked at these potential customers and immediately launched a large wave of publicity.
"Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen, our clothing store will officially open tomorrow!"
"All the clothes in this store are new models, with many promotions and discounts."
"We'll open at 8 a.m. tomorrow. Enjoy shopping for new fall clothing."
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Jiang Manyue specially hung a promotional poster at the door in preparation for the opening tomorrow.
The former clothing store has undergone a facelift and many people have come to inquire about it.
Wang Baozhu hung the clothes that were mailed to her in the store. This year's new autumn clothes are all very beautiful.
The basic layout was completed in a short while, and some stock was placed in the warehouse.
Jiang Manyue went upstairs with the cloth in her arms: "Baozhu, I'll go upstairs to clean up."
"By the way, we need a waiter for the opening tomorrow."
"You put up a job posting and maybe you can recruit some employees!"
"Got it, sister!" Wang Baozhu hung the recruitment notice on the door.
Lin Yazhi is strolling around the streets. With no living expenses, she is now looking for a job.
There was no chance for her to get a place in the school's work-study program, as most of them had already been taken by poor students.
Moreover, they were all jobs like cleaning dormitory toilets or helping in the cafeteria, and she couldn't bring herself to apply for them.
If it were in the past, she wouldn't have needed to look for a job.
There is good food and drink at home, and food and clothes are provided for you without having to worry about money.
Even after graduating from college, it’s just a matter of a word from your parents to decide where to work.
But now she has nothing, she can only find a part-time job to make a living.
I walked on the street for a long time but didn't see any suitable job.
In this era, every job in the company is assigned to a specific position.
It was difficult to find a partner for the children of her own unit, let alone an outsider like her.
Lin Yazhi was exhausted and anxious. She didn't eat breakfast and now she was starting to feel dizzy.
She held onto the wall and then saw the clothing store across the street.
Isn't this auxiliary store a ready-made clothing store? Why did the name of the store change?
This is not the most important thing. There is a recruitment sign hung on the door.
She was so excited that she hurried forward and found that they were indeed recruiting staff.
Recruitment: One female employee (between 18 and 35 years old)
Requirements: Good-looking, enthusiastic and talkative, monthly salary 38 yuan (commission not included).
Lin Yazhi was very happy because she majored in fashion design.
It is definitely more than enough to work in a clothing store, and the working environment is good and the salary is not low.
The owner of the clothing store has a good impression of her and will definitely give her priority in hiring.
That’s great! It’s like finding something without any effort after searching for it for a long time.
Thinking of this, she looked at her face in the glass and straightened her clothes.
"Hello!" She then pushed open the door and walked into the store gracefully.
Wang Baozhu, who was busy sweeping, heard the sound and immediately put down the broom and came over.
She looked at Lin Yazhi in front of her with surprise, with her sweet face and elegant dress.
How could such an extraordinary temperament possibly be that of a young lady from a wealthy family? She quickly greeted him with a smile.
"Excuse me, comrade, our clothing store will only open tomorrow!"
Lin Yazhi smiled sweetly: "Sister, I'm not here to buy clothes."
"I saw a job opening at the door and I want to come and apply."
Wang Baozhu was very surprised. She didn't expect such a beautiful girl to come here to find a job.
"So you're here to apply for a job!" She quickly took him to sit down.
Lin Yazhi looked at Wang Baozhu, who looked like a store staff member.
She was not at all restrained, but asked directly.
"Sister, how much do you earn working here?"
"Besides salary, how much commission can you get every month?"
"I just want to know if there is lunch here? How is the food?"
Wang Baozhu didn't expect her to be so direct and asked directly about the salary.
But they are here to work, so of course what they care most about is salary and benefits.
"As for income, the minimum wage is 38 yuan, and there is also a commission from selling clothes."
"I think your appearance is pretty good, there shouldn't be any problem."
"I'll talk to you in detail when the boss comes over. Please fill out the application form first."
Lin Yazhi looked at the form but did not fill it out. Instead, she calmly began to put forward conditions.
"I'm still in school, and I can only come to work after school and on weekends."
"I don't have any demands. The salary should still be calculated at the original 38 yuan."
"Besides, my school is not that close, so the bus fare must be charged to me separately."
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