Chapter 165: Connections

This is the first time in Zhang Anhuai's life that he has been so embarrassed.

It’s because of the two younger generations.

I don't know what they said, but the brother and sister rushed towards me like crazy.

I don't know who kicked him twice in the chaos, it really hurt.

Old Aunt Hang was so angry that she was fuming. Her two grandsons hid aside and acted like quails. They were afraid of getting beaten, too.

After all, these two siblings are just threatening their elders. What if they meet someone of the same age and really start fighting?

Zhang Ruizhen was thinking very clearly. He didn't agree with this matter in the first place.

But grandma and dad insisted on coming over. After they stretched out their left cheek to get hit, they insisted on stretching out their right cheek as well.

It's shameful. It's really shameful.

After hearing what Hang Jingshu said, the other people in the village also looked at each other strangely.

Zhang Anhuai shrinks his neck. He is almost 40 this year. He is not as good at studying as his older brothers and younger sisters, so he just muddles through life.

But now that his children have grown up, he is thinking about starting his own small business.

When I was looking for connections in the newspaper, I discovered that the provincial top scholar also had the surname Hang. Only then did I hear from my mother that there was such a relative in the family.

Before they came, they had a simple idea: what great future could rural people have? Doing a little business would be the best they could do.

But I never thought they could be so developed.

As for buying half a pig, his mother couldn't do it.

Do they have no money?

Not really, it’s just a search.

In summer, you have to go to the vegetable market to pick wilted vegetables, and in winter, it’s pickled mustard and cabbage.

When they were young, their eyes lit up when they saw meat.

His mother not only picked vegetables but also picked coal in the winter.

Even though there are three workers in the family, life is still hard.

In his opinion, if things continue like this, life in the city will become less comfortable than in the countryside.

Even if Aunt Hang had a thick skin, she couldn't go on facing the gazes of the villagers.

Even Chen Yue'e realized that Aunt Hang was planning to form a partnership with others.

No wonder Hang Renshan wanted to beat someone up.

My business is going well, but then a relative shows up and wants to interfere.

If it were Chen Yue'e, she would probably act even faster than this.

Sun Liangben was smoking a cigarette, staring at Aunt Hang: "Okay, now that everything has been explained, you can go back."

Hang Heyun opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. Today she had revealed all her secrets.

It is probably impossible to come back in the future.

In fact, there are people in the village who want to introduce someone to Hang Jingshu, but their basic conditions are there.

There is really no one who can guarantee with confidence that the person introduced is a good match.

"But, after all, they are relatives."

There are always some nice people in the village who think that superficial peace is more important than anything else.

Wang Fuqin spat in the direction of the man's words: "Don't talk nonsense, would you like such a relative? It's easy to talk without any pain in the waist!"

Hang Jingshu was not surprised by this situation.

There are always some people who have strange ideas. Maybe seeing that Aunt Hang's family is acting in a relatively weak position, they want to say a few words to ease the situation.

Hang Renshan straightened his clothes and scanned the crowd with sharp eyes:

"My husband and I have been doing business in all kinds of situations. We have finally achieved some success and want to give back to our village. If you want to work for me, you can do so, but you have to have an interview first."

Everyone in the crowd rolled up their sleeves to watch the excitement. Some of them were brave enough to ask, "Uncle Hang, what do I need for the interview?"

Hang Renshan laughed, which was completely different from his serious look just now: "We need three female shop assistants, one for the store on Jianguo Road and two to work in the building.

I also need a man to deliver the goods with me."

Now Mr. Wang's business spreads all over northern Hebei. Some goods are shipped out in boxes, and Hang Renshan is very busy.

Wang Fuqin's eyes lit up: "My Baozhu counts as one!"

Chen Yue'e was immediately displeased: "Isn't your Baozhu a worker? Why is he trying to take on this job?"

Chen Yue'e was quick-witted and immediately asked the question that everyone was most concerned about: "Dashan, how much are you offering for hiring?"

Hang Renshan's tone was still gentle: "60 yuan a month, accommodation is provided but food is not. Most importantly, you must have a junior high school education or above."

60 bucks!

Now everyone's discussion became even louder.

Now, let’s not talk about anything else. Some craftsmen only earn 2 yuan a day. Those who do odd jobs can earn a little more, 3 or 4 yuan a day, but it’s good if they can do half a month’s work.

It is not popular for rural people to go to the city to work. They just go to nearby brick factories, fertilizer factories, or go to work in the fields of people with more land.

But this kind of work is not stable, you have to fight for it when you get out. How can you earn 60 yuan a month stably?

The requirement of a junior high school education blocks more than half of the applicants.

Those with education in the village can basically find jobs, and the rest are players who have only graduated from primary school or have only attended blindness classes.

Sun Liangben frowned slightly, this request was a bit high.

But he did not object immediately. He was the village chief, but he could not afford the 60 yuan per month.

This requirement can be met if you search carefully.

Especially the young people in the village.

But Chen Yue'e was not happy: "Si Lan, you see, we live next to each other, and you are still worried about my work! And you have to ask for something...some education."

In this regard, Hang Jingshu explained thoughtfully:

"There aren't many sales jobs. This time we're hiring someone to help my parents count the goods, clear the goods, and ship them. We need to check a lot of forms. What do you think, Aunt Chen?"

After hearing what the young lady of the Hang family said, everyone understood.

It turns out that it is not as simple as setting up a stall to sell goods. There is also the matter of shipping and counting goods. This is a big business.

It would be troublesome if you made a mistake!

The requirements raised by Hang Renshan were just right, and they would definitely screen out a large number of people who just wanted to take advantage without doing any work. The rest would mostly be young people who were doing farm work at home.

People nowadays don't have as much time to spare, and there aren't many jobs for them to choose from.

Junior high school graduates either go to technical secondary schools and wait for job assignments, or return home to farm if they fail the entrance exam.

There are actually a few such candidates in the village.

Finally, Hang Renshan decided on a few people, namely Lu Xiuying, Chen Qinghua and Tian Xinyu.

The boy chosen was the third son of the Song family, who was only 17 years old this year. He was tall and strong and very healthy.

The young man was tanned by the sun, and when he smiled, his big white teeth were exposed. He came over to Hang Renshan and said, "Uncle, when are we going to work?"

Hang Renshan winked at Wang Silan and said, "You should ask Auntie Lan about this matter. After all, we are just deliverymen."

Wang Silan flipped through the calendar and said, "Just come back after the 15th of the first lunar month. I'll let you know if there are any changes."

We had originally planned to stay at our hometown for one night, but because of the incident with Aunt Hang, everyone was exhausted.

In order to sleep more comfortably, I finally returned to my rental house in the city.

But Aunt Hang, who left in disgrace on the day of the Little New Year, has not given up yet.

She asked her son to bring cigarettes and alcohol to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to find her good sister, clamoring to let Hang Renshan taste her methods.

As a result, the person saw it, but the matter was not accomplished.

Zhang Xiao was so ashamed that he yelled, "Mom, this is a connection from many years ago, and they just ignore me!"