Chapter 177 An Ning Funeral Company
After Qin Lang finished complaining, he glanced at this extremely weird room and decided to go out and rent a room. It’s not because of the size of the bill, but it really feels weird to live here. It is inevitable that the body and mind will be affected after a long time.
I opened the wardrobe in the room and found only a few pieces of clothes in it, in three colors: black, white and gray. Probably because he was in the funeral business, his daily clothes couldn't be too flashy. There was also a formal suit, which was probably prepared for work.
Qin Lang picked up a white shirt at random, then put on a pair of black pants, changed his shoes and went out. He opened the bedroom door and saw a small living room outside. Although it was on the second floor, the living room looked normal. It would have been nice if there weren't paper people on the sofa in the living room.
Go directly down from the second floor. Since I rented the shop here, the second floor can be used for living, and the first floor is a normal shop facing customers. It is quite large at more than 80 square meters.
Qin Lang walked downstairs and saw the person who called him before. He was a fat, white man over 1.8 meters tall with a silly look on his face.
"Boss, you're up! I brought you breakfast: steamed buns and fried dough sticks!"
This person is Qin Lang's only employee, Wang Kun, who is considered a local of Yangcheng. He has never found a job because he has no education, is fat, and has a slow mind.
Later, after Qin Lang opened the An Ning Funeral Company here, it was Wang Kun's mother who came and persuaded Wang Kun to come and work there. The salary requirement was not high, 3,000 yuan a month, which was quite good for a small store like Qin Lang's.
Although Wang Kun gives people a silly feeling, he is an honest person. His parents make breakfast on this street, so after helping in the morning and coming to work, he will also bring breakfast for Qin Lang.
"Well, have you eaten?" Qin Lang nodded and asked the other party casually.
"I've already eaten, boss, you eat. My mom said my brother recently went out of town and learned how to make something called Hu La Tang. When he makes it, I'll bring it to you."
Wang Kun is silly. That's right, he has an older brother, and his parents' breakfast shop is destined to be inherited by his brother. Wang Kun is silly, but his brother treats him well. It's just that his parents are worried that the two children will not get along well when they get older, so they let Wang Kun come to work for Qin Lang. Usually, his parents save his salary, and he eats and drinks at home, which saves a lot.
"Okay." Qin Lang nodded and watched Wang Kun clumsily start to fold the gold ingots. Things are different now. In the past, as long as they purchased silver and gold paper, customers would buy them and fold them themselves. But now everyone is busy, and fewer people know how to fold gold and silver ingots, so they are usually folded directly in the store. They are processed into semi-finished products, and customers can buy them and use them directly by unfolding them.
Wang Kun learned how to fold gold ingots, and he would keep folding them when he had nothing to do in the store. He was a very well-behaved person. If there were other business, Wang Kun would be very strong and it would be very convenient for him to transport corpses.
This is the situation of An Ning Funeral Company. In fact, they don’t make much money in a month. It’s just that Qin Lang’s paper-made items are too exquisite, so they sell a lot of them. After paying the wages in a month and deducting various expenses, they can only keep about 10,000 yuan.
There was no way. There were too many rich people in Yangcheng, and even in the countryside, people liked to build villas. Everyone lived together as a family, and if there was a funeral, it would be a grand celebration. It happened that the Qingming Festival had just passed, and Qin Lang made more than 100,000 yuan in just the Qingming Festival.
There was no other way, he started making paper-made items in advance during the Chinese New Year. The exquisite luxury cars, villas, mobile phones, and even life-size paper figures sold the best. For example, a whole set of villas cost three to four thousand yuan, and they were all handmade.
The original owner was very dexterous, so after becoming proficient in building a villa, he could finish it in one day. The Qingming Festival had just passed, and the store was very quiet at the moment. Qin Lang planned to recruit a new employee, preferably a girl, who had learned to do makeup for cadavers and was preferably dexterous.
In this way, when Wang Kun folds the gold ingots, he can take the girl to make paper-cuts. To be honest, making paper-cuts is very tiring.
While eating, Qin Lang was thinking about these things. In fact, his An Ning Funeral Company was located in a somewhat depressed area of the old city, and it was not that close to the hospital, so the business was not that good. It was only last year when Qin Lang became famous for making paper-made things that he started to make money. Before that, he was losing money.
Qin Lang finished his meal and remembered that he still had some money in his bank card, so he was not in a hurry to make money. He casually picked up the tablet in the store, scanned the latest models of major brands, and then started drawing paper-made designs on it.
This thing will be much easier to make after the design is broken down directly.
As for why we need to choose different models, after all, customers have different requirements. Some people want their ancestors to drive a Rolls-Royce in the basement, while others want a Maybach. You should know how to do it, right? The villas also need to have various models, so we need to draw pictures of them so that customers can choose when they come.
Just as Qin Lang was skillfully drawing the picture, a girl in black pants and a black shirt walked into the store. She saw a tall, fat man in the store, and then looked at Qin Lang sitting there with a pale face. She was a little scared, but still mustered up the courage.
"Hello, excuse me. I'm Tang Jun, the guy who applied for a job on BOSS Zhipin yesterday. Who's the boss?"
Tang Jun walked in. She had a cute face, but she studied a major related to funeral services. So after graduation, when she saw that someone was recruiting for a cadaver makeup job, she contacted them immediately and hurried over.
Although it was a bit strange for this company to ask for people's birth date, it was very difficult to find a job these days, so Tang Jun naturally gave it and finally got the opportunity to come for an interview.
Qin Lang heard the voice and looked up at the person who came. He remembered that this was the girl he had contacted yesterday. She had a strong physique and plenty of yang energy, so she would have no problem doing this job.
"Tang Jun, right? I'm Qin Lang, the owner of An Ning Funeral Company."
Tang Jun immediately looked at Qin Lang. Although her boss's vampire-like face made her feel a little strange, she still nodded obediently.
"Sit down, let's talk about your situation and the salary you require from the company."
Tang Jun sat down somewhat uneasily, and he always felt that the fat man seemed to be looking at him. And when he looked at the paper-made items, various funeral couplets, wreaths and urns displayed in the store, he felt inexplicably scared.
"I... I'm twenty-three years old and just graduated from college. My major is funeral services. I've had experience doing makeup and retouching for cadavers, so I'm not afraid. If the company has any other requirements, I can continue to learn."
It was Tang Jun's first time looking for a job, and he was very uneasy. After all, most of the undertakers would go to work in crematoriums or some large funeral companies. Tang Jun's family was not that well-connected, and they couldn't get into those large crematoriums, so he could only apply for the job. Moreover, this An Ning Funeral Company was near his home, and he could get to work in about ten minutes by riding a small electric bike.
Tang Jun hopes that this application will be successful.
"Okay, we'll discuss the makeup part later when we have business to discuss. Besides the one-stop funeral services, our company also offers some handicrafts, like weaving gold ingots or making paper figurines. How are your handicraft skills?"
Qin Lang asked, although most girls are very clever and dexterous, there are also some who are clumsy, so this matter needs to be clarified.
"No problem, I often make some figures, and I even made that COS costume myself. I also played Liu Ma. Boss, you know what COS clothes are, right?"
Tang Jun is a handicraft lover, so his hands-on ability is naturally extraordinary. Qin Lang was very satisfied to hear this.
"Well, I know what you mean. In that case, you can just stay in the company and work there. Our salary here is 4,000 for internships and 6,000 for regular employees. We will also pay for your five insurances and one fund."
As for why the female employees were given more and Wang Kun was given less, it was because Wang Kun only did a little physical work besides stacking gold ingots and could not do anything else. Giving him a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan plus five insurances and one fund was enough to make Wang Kun's parents extremely grateful.
In Tang Jun's situation, he will have to do a lot of manual work in the future, which will definitely be very tiring, so his salary will be higher, and he will continue to get salary increases in the future.
"Really? I'm willing to work."
Tang Jun didn't expect that she could get five insurances and one fund when working here. She was immediately excited. After all, all the crappy companies near their home didn't have five insurances and one fund and wanted you to work overtime until you died. So Tang Jun didn't expect that she would get a salary of 6,000 yuan and five insurances and one fund after applying for such a job. It was very good for her.
"Well, besides, our company's working hours are 9:00 in the morning and the working hours are 5:00 in the afternoon. It's different in the summer and winter. We usually start work after dawn and must leave work before dark. In addition, on rainy days when there is no sun, we can rest and not work."
Qin Lang's rule came from his adoptive parents. In fact, his adoptive parents also went to work in the middle of the night, otherwise there would be no accidents. Because of this, Qin Lang's company arranged to start get off work at dawn and get off work before dark. They didn't pay much attention to the time. Anyway, many times Wang Kun got off work before five o'clock.
"Ah? So many holidays? No need to work overtime?" Tang Jun was once again shocked by the company's system, and then he heard the boss say.
"In this line of work, you have to respect the gods. Darkness belongs to them, and rainy days aren't suitable for exorcising spirits, so resting is fine. Besides you and me, the only other person working in our shop right now is Wang Kun next door. If you need any dirty or tiring work, just call him and he'll do it."
Qin Lang nodded, thinking that this employee was indeed good. At least he didn't seem to be opposed to the funeral industry. To work in this industry, one must have a good attitude.
"Okay, boss." Tang Jun immediately accepted his job and heard the boss say.
"Just call me Brother Qin."
After Qin Lang finished speaking, he heard a ding-dong sound from the tablet.
Some of the deceased's relatives who had been added before would send messages to Qin Lang. Most of them bought paper-made items from Qin Lang. They were either rich or noble. The friends he added were all customers who wanted to customize paper-made items during the Qingming Festival every year.
Qin Lang looked at the tablet, which contained a message about the deceased's mother.
Zhang Yuanai's mother: Xiao Qin, besides making villas and cars, can you also make figures of people? That's what my daughter loved most.
The mother quickly sent a full-body photo of a handsome anime guy. Before Qin Lang could say anything, Tang Jun on the side spoke up.
"Gojo Satoru?"
Qin Lang looked at the handsome white-haired guy and replied to his message.
[An Ning Funeral Xiao Qin: Yes, it can be done, but the price is a bit high.]
The mother on the other end seemed to be waiting for this news. Without even saying anything, she transferred the money directly.
A transfer of 5,000 yuan was sent, and then there was a sentence.
Zhang Yuan's mother asked: "Is 5,000 yuan enough? If not, I'll add more after I finish the work. Last night, I dreamed of my daughter again. She said she wanted to see this character, so I wanted to burn it for her."
It is always painful for the elderly to see their loved ones die young, and even after a lot of time has passed, they still cannot get over it. In addition to villas and luxury cars, many of those who spent a lot of money to customize paper-made items from Qin Lang also had dolls customized specifically for children who died young.
Qin Lang also replied.
Qin Lang: It will be ready in a month. We can discuss it with the store then.
After he finished speaking, he received 5,000 yuan. His paper-made items were very delicate, so the amount of money he received was normal.
Tang Jun watched his boss earn 5,000 yuan in just a few minutes, and was immediately astonished. He felt that although the An Ning Funeral Company was small, the boss looked like an extraordinary person...
When Qin Lang started searching for information about Gojo Satoru and finished drawing the design, Tang Jun was even more impressed and couldn't help but sigh.
"Boss, your drawings are so realistic! Our company also has online clients. Aren't they all using TikTok and Kuaishou these days? Does our company have any promotion online?"
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