Lao Wangtou turned a deaf ear to the vague comments floating in the wind.
His parents died when he was ten years old, and he grew up begging and doing odd jobs. He was often bullied by people in the village. If he hadn't guarded his parents' graves in fear that they would be dug up when he left, he would have left Wangjia Village long ago.
Already.
However, no matter how bad the villagers treat him, they are from the same village and have some relatives with him. With such a good thing, he is still the first to think of going back to the village to recruit people.
Li Wenjun asked him to come back to recruit people. Firstly, Li Wenjun really wanted to hire people, and secondly, it also made him look embarrassed.
Lao Wangtou knew this, so he decided to show some style and never embarrass Li Wenjun.
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Village chief Wang Yongding pretended not to have seen Lao Wangtou.
He is the head of a village and a rag picker, so he is not worthy of his taking the initiative to say hello.
Everyone else nodded to Lao Wangtou: "Tu Gen is back?"
"Old Wangtou, why haven't I seen you recently?"
"I come back often to sit here. Now that I have a formal job, don't forget the folks..."
There was a lot of ridicule in what he said, but Lao Wang didn't realize it and nodded with a smile.
"Isn't it time to come back?"
He stood still and greeted the village chief: "Village Chief, I have something to say."
Wang Yongding glanced at him and pretended to have just seen him: "Oh, Tugen. You're back. What's the matter?"
Lao Wang put his head on his hips and turned to look, and said loudly: "There is a 'Wenjun Electronics Factory' in Pyrite Mine. Do you know that? I am working there this month as a janitor."
Wang Yongding lowered his eyes, expressionless, without any expression.
Someone immediately replied: "I know. I heard that the factory director Li Wenjun is very young, handsome and very capable. He made tens of thousands of yuan for pyrite last month."
Others exclaimed.
"Wow, so much money."
"Our team only has a few yuan a month to get in and out."
"Impossible. The day I went to the county town, I heard on the radio that households worth ten thousand yuan were mentioned. There are not many in the country. How many tens of thousands did he earn at once?"
Wang Yongding then raised his eyes and looked at Lao Wangtou: "Whether he makes money or not, what does it have to do with us?"
His two sons are now doing farm work at home. They can't make much money from digging soil from the beginning of the year to the end of the year. They wish they could get a chance to work in the pyrite mines to provide an iron rice bowl. But they tried many methods to no avail.
.
Because pyrite mines basically don’t recruit new people now. The positions are also a carrot and a pit. If no one leaves, there will be no vacant positions.
So in fact, he was very moved when he heard "Wenjun Electronics Factory", but he couldn't show it, for fear of making Lao Wangtou proud and becoming more and more unreasonable.
Lao Wang twitched the corner of his mouth and replied: "Of course it does matter, shouldn't I just recruit workers for him? His business is huge. Now he has a special counter in the county department store, selling walkie-talkies and furniture.
, clothes, handicrafts.”
Someone immediately echoed: "Ah, yes, yes. I went to the county department store two days ago and saw it. Many people lined up to sit at his tea table. There was also a very nice tea set on the table. Don't tell me,
That chair is really different from the one we usually sit in. I can’t say how comfortable it is to sit on it.”
When Wang Yongding heard this, he changed the topic again. He felt that the man was verbose, so he glanced at the man impatiently: "You are the only one who talks too much."
The man shrank his neck and muttered: "I just said a few words, I thought it was novel."
Some of the younger ones were more anxious and hurriedly said to Lao Wangtou: "Uncle Tugen, go on."
Lao Wangtou said unhurriedly: "This time the County No. 1 Middle School entrusted the project of repairing the track and playground to Director Li. Director Li trusted me and asked me to come to the village to recruit fifty people, under the age of forty and eighteen.
Healthy laborers over 20 years old, masons and carpenters, each earn two yuan a day, and ordinary laborers earn one yuan a day, working ten hours, with food and accommodation included. Shouldn't I hurry back to the village?"
When the villagers heard this, they immediately cried: "Go. Why don't you go for such a good job?"
"That's right, we only pay 50 cents a day to help people build walls, and we only have to pay for one meal. Here we can earn at least two yuan including food and accommodation. If we work for half a month, we can save a year's household expenses."
"Uncle Tugen, when will it start?"
"I'll go back quickly and call all my boys."
"I'm going to the next village and call my cousin here."
Several people got up and wanted to go back and call for help. Just now they were shouting "Lao Wangtou, Lao Wangtou", but now they were all shouting "Uncle Tugen, Uncle Tugen".
Wang Yongding said loudly: "What's the fuss about? What's the fuss about? There's a lot of potential! I haven't heard Comrade Wang Tugen finish what he said."
Someone muttered: "It's just that you just believe it when you haven't seen anything."
Everyone suppressed their excitement, turned around and came back, but they could no longer sit still. They all stood up and stared at Lao Wangtou, as if if they blinked, Lao Wangtou would run away.
Wang Yongding cleared his throat and asked Lao Wangtou: "Comrade Wang Tugen, is this reliable?"
Lao Wang smiled: "Why is it unreliable? 'Wenjun Electronics' is a regular factory registered by Pyrite Mine with the Municipal Mining Bureau. It has an official seal and a brand."
He took out the letter of introduction from his pocket and said, "Here, Director Li personally wrote a letter of introduction to me in order to make it easier for me to recruit workers."
Wang Yongding received the letter of introduction, which was indeed a formal letter of introduction written on special letter paper and stamped with a bright red official seal.
Now everyone believed it.
Everyone immediately gathered around and said, "Village chief, Nian Nian."
"Yes, we can't see from behind. The village chief needs to read it quickly."
Wang Yongding thought: "Due to the need of our factory to build the playground and stadium project of County No. 1 Middle School, we need to recruit fifty healthy laborers under the age of 40 and over 18 years old. We have specially entrusted Comrade Wang Tugen to go to your village to recruit workers, and please your village to cooperate with us."
Thanks. Pyrite Wenjun Electronics Factory, Li Wenjun. Today."
Everyone saw that even the letter paper was made of pyrite and couldn't escape. They all rubbed their hands excitedly: "That's right."
"Uncle Tugen, it's so interesting that you are the first one to come to our village."
"That's right, Uncle Tugen is a native of our village after all."
"Uncle Tugen, when will I start working and how do I sign up?"
"That's it, please make it clear once and for all, so we can go back and call people."
Lao Wangtou said: "I brought paper and pen. You can register your name with me and gather at the gate of Wenjun Electronics Factory before eight o'clock the day after tomorrow. At that time, the factory director will call a car to take everyone to the county.
and then stay there.”
Someone asked: "Do you want to bring anything?"
Old Wangtou nodded: "Bring a hoe, a shovel, a plasterer's bucket and a scraper, and a carpenter's plane and saw. Director Li said that if the tools he brought are broken, he will give them to everyone.
Compensation expenses. He is afraid that he won’t be able to buy so much now, and even if he does, it won’t be easy for everyone to use. Folks, please remember to bring a few changes of clothes, a mat, towels, toothbrushes, etc., as well as a pair of chopsticks and
A big bowl for myself to eat. After all, I will be staying for more than ten days."
The last doubts in everyone's mind were solved, and they rushed up to grab the notebook and pen in Lao Wang's hand.
