Chapter 123: A Room (1)
After graduating from university, Bo Yann studied for a direct doctorate. He graduated with a doctorate at the age of 26 and stayed at school to teach directly after graduation.
He studied literature in college, and was directly knowledgeable about film culture and art.
When it comes to literary cultivation, he will not be inferior. When it comes to professional theories, he can also speak well. He communicated in college, and English and French are no problem.
——But in Italian, he really can’t.
"Fishing? Moving bricks?"
What the hell is this?
Xia Siyu pointed to the advertising column: "Yes, it says, "It's urgent to hire a person to go out to sea to fish for 100 euros per person, and move bricks fifty euros per person a day. There is also a contact number."
Foreign blue-collar workers are high, such as American plumbers and electricity workers. They may cost 100 dollars for a casual repair trip. Of course, they are skilled technicians. It is not so expensive to move bricks, but it is still possible to get fifty if they move bricks a day.
She said, and actually called the other party.
The phone was quickly answered, and halfway through her speech, she turned around: "Can you swim? Can you drive a boat?"
Bo Yan nodded: "I have a diving license and a yacht driver's license."
Before the barrage could be shot "666", Xia Siyu asked again: "Then have you brought it?"
Bo Yan is rarely stuck: "No."
The program team did not explain that this thing is not like a driver's license, ID card, passport, etc. Who will take it with you when you go to the country?
Xia Siyu nodded and looked disgusted. She asked again: "Do you have a fishing license?"
When fishing abroad, many places require a license and can go to a special service agency to handle it. If you fish illegally, you will be detained with a high fine, and in serious cases you will be deported.
This thing is not difficult to apply for. It can be done online or at a local office, but the program team asked to earn 100 euros tomorrow, so it was obvious that there was no time to prepare.
Bo Yan continued to shake his head: "No."
Xia Siyu hung up the phone. Although she didn't say anything on the surface, the disgust in her eyes was simply beyond words.
She made a second call: "It seems that I can only move bricks."
There are not so many requirements for this work, from work at noon to five o'clock in the evening. The local church needs to be repaired, so the task is to unload the bricks from the car and build them one by one to facilitate the construction of workers. It really means literally.
Four hours, fifty euros, tired and don’t care about food, the locals are unwilling to do it, so they have to recruit.
But Bo Yan and her have no other choice. Just endure hardships.
The job was decided so. After buying vegetables, the two of them went to the church to ask about work. After showing their passports and work visas, the people from the church management office did not make things difficult for them. They just said that they would arrive on time tomorrow. The remaining work and shooting details were the communication between the program team and the church, and had nothing to do with them.
When he left, Bo Yan left first. He found that Xia Siyu was slightly slower and turned around.
At this time, the church bell rang. She looked back and saw that the sunset was pouring from the stained glass on the side of the church, shining onto the statue of the Virgin Mary, and there was an inexplicable sense of nostalgia.
He did not urge him, and silently waited for Xia Siyu to turn back.
There are some praises on the barrage, and some people are praising:
"Teacher Bo is really gentlemanly, standing aside and waiting quietly."
"It seems like I want a husband like this, waiting for me to come home from get off work every day."
Only Bo Yan himself knows that Xia Siyu's condition has been a little wrong these days.
Chapter completed!