The next morning, hundreds of people arrived at the company entrance. Xiao Zhong stared at them in disbelief. President Zhou had only asked her to publish a message saying "Hua Qing's wallet is lost, please come and claim it immediately," and it had attracted so many people.
Fortunately, they only said they found a wallet. If they had found several thousand dollars, people would have flocked to Hualai's doorstep.
"Young man, I lost my wallet. The wallet you found must be mine. My name is Hua Qing."
“I also lost my wallet, and there was a hundred yuan in it. Let me see your wallet, I’m sure you’ll recognize me.”
"Look at me, don't I look a lot like the owner of your wallet?"
Xiao Zhong was both amused and exasperated. These people were really something else. They had no evidence whatsoever, but as soon as they heard that someone had lost their wallet, they all swarmed around him.
In the crowd was a girl wearing a headscarf. She covered her face with the headscarf and asked in a deep, almost masculine voice:
"Comrade, what does Hua Qing's lost wallet look like? May I take a look?"
Xiao Zhong stared at her for a while, then lifted her headscarf and said helplessly:
"Comrade Hua Qing, we've finally found you."
Hua Qing then pulled off the scarf.
Yesterday, her colleague saw the missing person notice in the newspaper and insisted that her wallet was lost. You know, there aren't many people with the surname Hua in Beijing, and there are even fewer people with the surname Hua and named Hua Qing. The other information matched Hua Qing, so the colleague kept urging Hua Qing to come and take a look.
Hua Qing told Qian Xiaojie about this, and Qian Xiaojie panicked and stopped her from coming over.
In an effort to stop Hua Qing from coming, Qian Xiaojie even threatened to kill herself. Hua Qing had no choice but to give up the idea of coming. It was her colleague who found an excuse, saying that the company needed to see her, and asked Hua Qing to come over to check on the situation.
Hua Qing rode her bike all the way here, panting heavily. "Comrade Xiao Zhong, what do you want from me? I thought about it on the way here, and I don't have a wallet at all, so how could I have lost it? But the person you mentioned in the missing person notice is clearly me."
Xiao Zhong quickly gave his colleagues a look, and the two of them, one on each side, supported Hua Qing and led her into the company.
"Comrade Hua, saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda. Please wake up and help us!"
Hua Qing was completely confused. She thought that no matter how arrogant this shell company was, it wouldn't go so far as to coerce its employees, would it? Why did these two people seem to have suffered some terrible ordeal?
"You're confusing me. I'm not an employee of your company, so how can I help you?"
Xiao Zhong was straightforward; after taking the person to the company, he brought them fruit and pastries.
Hua Qing was wary, feeling that the company was strange in every way. From a young age, her grandmother taught her that there is no such thing as a free lunch, but this company defied common sense in every way.
What kind of company would serve such high-end fruits and pastries to its guests?
They also claimed they weren't a fraudulent company.
Hua Qing became even more wary.
Xiao Zhong, oblivious to everything, took out a contract and handed it to Hua Qing.
"As long as you sign with our company, we will provide you with a million-dollar development plan. The best record producers will write lyrics and release albums for you, you will hold at least five concerts within two years, you will get endorsements from top fashion magazines and famous brands, and your revenue share will be among the top in the industry. You don't have to worry about not becoming famous. Our boss said that as long as you agree to sign, even if you don't become famous, we will give you a job security of 1,000 yuan per month, and we will also buy you pension and medical insurance in the port city to plan for the rest of your life."
Hua Qing: "..."
Hua Qing felt a headache coming on. All he talked about was the million-record project and employment security and pension insurance. There's no such thing as a free lunch. How could any boss be so stupid as to give employees so much money for nothing?
Hua Qing is currently an apprentice at a cotton mill, earning only a little over twenty yuan a month, which is indeed not a high income in Beijing.
But she felt quite satisfied. Last year, when the cotton mill held a cultural performance, Hua Qing sang on stage, and the factory even gave her two bags of flour, a bag of rice, and two rolls of toilet paper.
This is the life of an ordinary person, plain yet fulfilling.
Qian Xiaojie is right. We are all ordinary people, so why is Hua Qing so lucky?
The boss isn't stupid. Hua Qing isn't particularly attractive or well-proportioned, so why would he spend so much money on her?
These days, scams are becoming increasingly sophisticated and sophisticated.
Seeing that these swindlers were too persistent, Hua Qing simply gave up and squatted down on the sofa.
"Okay, you want me to sign a contract, right? First, transfer 10,000 yuan to my bank account as a signing fee. Once you transfer the money, I'll do whatever you want me to do."
Xiao Zhong immediately said, "I need to ask my boss."
Twenty minutes later, the accountant came over with a passbook, bowed, and placed it in front of Hua Qing with great respect.
"Ms. Hua, your passbook is ready. There is 100,000 yuan in cash on it. Our boss said that this is your signing fee. As long as you agree, 100,000 yuan is nothing. We will make more money together in the future."
Silence is Hua Qing's presence tonight.
Hua Qing patted her cheeks, then examined her bank account for a long time. Was this fraudulent company taking advantage of her lack of math skills? She only asked for a 10,000 yuan signing fee, and this company gave her 100,000 yuan! Did that young female boss even know what 100,000 yuan meant?!
One hundred thousand yuan is enough to buy several courtyard houses!
One hundred thousand yuan is enough to make you walk around Beijing with your head held high!
Many people can't earn even 10,000 yuan in their entire lives, let alone 100,000 yuan!
Hua Qing could hardly believe how happy she would be with 100,000 yuan. It was something she never dared to dream of. She just casually mentioned it, and her boss made it happen for her.
This is way too fake!
"Liars, you're all liars!"
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