On October 19th, the autumn in the south was still very hot. A blazing sun hung high in the sky and cast a blinding white light on the ground. The blazing sun burned as if it wanted to melt everything in the world. Meteorological Bureau
A high temperature orange alert has been issued.
The street was quiet, and occasionally three or two groups of people passed by, all of them hurriedly stepping on the shadows cast by the umbrellas of the shops on both sides of the street, fearing that if they took a step too late, the blood flowing on their bodies would turn into sweat and dry up.
In such a hot weather, unless there is something urgent to deal with, people are generally willing to hide in a cool air-conditioned room to rest and not go out easily. However, at a construction site in the eastern suburbs of the city, machines are still roaring and people are buzzing.
, what a lively and busy scene.
Most of these migrant workers living at the bottom of the city are farmers from poor areas with low educational levels. In order to support their families and provide their children with education, they have to abandon their wives and children and leave their hometowns to work in big cities. However, except for two
He has no ability to do anything except his arm strength and can only be reduced to doing the hardest manual labor at these construction sites to earn a meager salary.
In this construction site, there is a young man who is responsible for moving bricks. He is very eye-catching. He can even be described as standing out from the crowd. The young man is wearing a red safety helmet and a T-shirt whose original color cannot be distinguished and a pair of
The ripped jeans are being loaded with bricks into the truck diligently.
After a long time, the young man finally loaded a truck full of bricks. He stood up and wiped the sweat from his face with a white towel that had been stained black by sweat and dust around his neck, and pulled up the truck.
Walk towards a building under construction not far away.
Sweat had already soaked his clothes and was dripping down the hem of his T-shirt, leaving a long string of ellipses wherever he walked. Judging from the skin color of the young man's face and exposed arms,
He should have been at this construction site for some days.
"Xiaojun, take a rest and don't be too tired." A middle-aged migrant worker pulling an empty cart and walking back said to him with concern as he passed by the young man.
"No, Uncle Li, I've been here for so long. I'm used to it. Besides, I'm not a child anymore. I can't always be taken care of by you and leave me alone to rest." The young man known as Xiaojun replied.
Xiao Jun's full name is Zeng Jun. Four years ago, he was not admitted to a key university because of a two-point difference. It didn't matter that his parents were honest farmers in the countryside, so he finally enrolled in a business school majoring in computer applications. In this
In an era when college students are everywhere, you can imagine the fate of college students majoring in computer application who graduated from business schools when they enter the society.
After living in the school dormitory for two months, it was almost time for freshmen to report. The school had already begun to chase people away, and Zeng Jun still found nothing about finding a job.
In order to support his education, Zeng Jun's family already owed a huge amount of debt. Zeng Jun was too embarrassed to ask for money from his family. Without financial support, he could not rent a house and continue to look for a job. In the end, he could only be reduced to the fate of working hard at this construction site.
, even this hard work was only possible through my connections with fellow villagers.
Originally, Lao Lin, the contractor of the engineering team, did not believe that Zeng Jun could continue to work with him for a long time, but the final development of things surprised him. Now Zeng Jun has been working with him for three months and has not yet...
Showing no sign of wanting to leave.
Strictly speaking, Lao Lin was not a good person, but he still had a little bit of kindness in his heart. Because he was afraid that Zeng Jun would be physically exhausted if he continued like this for a long time, Lao Lin finally offered to transfer Zeng Jun to drive an elevator after this month.
It is no exaggeration to say that the difference between a laborer and a lift operator at a construction site is equivalent to the difference between heaven and hell. Lao Lin thought that Zeng Jun would be ecstatic after hearing the news. Unexpectedly, when Zeng Jun knew the news,
Just smiled lightly.
Suddenly, Zeng Jun felt a little hungry. He looked up and glanced at the sun in the sky. Well, it was almost time for dinner. Finally, half a day passed. There was still a cart of bricks on hand to be delivered, so Zeng Jun couldn't help but speed up.
steps.
At this moment, the workers at the construction site suddenly dropped their work and ran towards the construction site office like a gust of wind. Uncle Li hurriedly ran from behind, and when he passed by Zeng Jun, he suddenly slowed down and turned to face Zeng Jun.
Jun said: "Xiao Jun, stop it and come to the office with me to ask for salary."
"Asking for salary?" Zeng Jun was confused. "How are wages paid? Wages are obviously paid on the 25th of every month, but today is only the 19th. There is still a week left."
"I heard that the boss of the contracted construction site ran away with the money. Foreman Lin probably doesn't have much money on hand. If he doesn't go there, his work will be in vain this month. Hurry!" After Uncle Li finished speaking, he ran away like a gust of wind.
"What?" Zeng Jun was shocked. It was really a leak in the house and it was raining all night. He finally found such a job at a construction site, but was spurned by his girlfriend and the two broke up. They say that if you are frustrated in love and proud in the workplace, you will be broken in love for the first time.
The next day I heard that the foreman intended to transfer him to operate an elevator at the beginning of next month. Driving an elevator is a job that everyone envied. His life had finally turned around and now something unexpected happened. Was this God's intention?
Are you kidding yourself?
In any case, the most important thing at the moment is to get his share of salary first. These more than a month must not be in vain. Those are all earned with his own blood and sweat. Zeng Jun thought so and quickly left
A cart of bricks followed the large army towards the construction site office.
When Zeng Jun came outside the construction site office, it was already crowded with indignant workers. The foreman, Lao Lin, was pleading with everyone with a bitter look on his face: "I brought you all from the poor ravines. I also know that it is not easy for you.
But in order to take on this project, I have already put in a lot of money for materials. How can I have the money now? If you still believe me, Lao Lin, please give me some time. I promise you that I will make up for everyone’s salary no matter what..."
Before Lao Lin finished speaking, someone immediately yelled: "What? No money? If you don't have money, why do you want to join the engineering team? No matter what, you have to pay your wages today. No one can leave without money." Everyone blocked Lao Lin.
Don't let him come out of the office.
"Everyone, please be quiet and listen to me first..."
But no one listened to him at this time.
"If you don't have money, just use things to pay debts." I don't know who yelled, and the scene immediately became commotion. Some fast-moving people had already begun to move computers and dismantle air conditioners, so they called on everyone to rush forward and take things they saw, regardless of whether they were valuable or not. Even the next door
The guy who was used to cook in the kitchen was also brutally murdered.
Old Lin stood there dumbly and said nothing more. In fact, the total of these things was not worth much, and it was a drop in the bucket compared to the wages owed to everyone by the engineering team. But he could only temporarily calm the workers' resentment.
I endured it.
Within a short time, the construction site office had become a mess. The entire office was almost completely swept away. Except for a cabinet containing documents, everything else was robbed.
The workers were not stupid. Those documents included information recording their wages, so they did not dare to touch them. No matter what, everyone still hoped that one day Lao Lin would fulfill his promise and pay them the wages owed to them.
Zeng Jun reluctantly squeezed in after almost everyone had dispersed. By that time, there was no valuables left inside. Zeng Jun looked at Lao Lin, who was looking dejected and hesitated to speak. Suddenly, he glanced at the corner.
Lying quietly inside was a silver-white round thing that resembled a motorcycle helmet, with two powerful characters "Cang Huang" engraved on it.
Zeng Jun's heart shrank suddenly. It turned out to be a "Cang Huang" gaming helmet, and the color seemed to be the extremely expensive platinum version. He quickly grabbed the platinum version of the gaming helmet in his arms and took it off heartbroken.
The towel on the lower neck wiped several footprints on it.
The helmet's power cord and network signal cable had been torn off. Zeng Jun searched the office and finally found what she was looking for in another corner. Fortunately, these wasteful guys didn't take the two cords back and tie them up.
Something, otherwise he will burst into tears.
"Why, are you interested in this thing?" Lao Lin asked.
"Take it if you like it, but it's a pity that the threads were torn off by them." Lao Lin looked at the helmet in Zeng Jun's hand and sighed, "This thing cost me 30,000 yuan. I originally planned to give it to Mr. Wang's little daughter.
Those who made birthday gifts never thought that the person would take the money and run away before the gift was delivered."
Zeng Jun said nothing. He was confident that he could repair this helmet by himself.
Zeng Jun took a motorcycle with his helmet in his arms and went to a narrow rental house rented by a classmate nearby. He borrowed the classmate's tools to repair the game helmet of "Cang Huang". It was unbelievable that Zeng Jun could encounter such bad luck.
His classmate’s eyes almost bulged out with envy. The platinum version of the game helmet is the best gaming equipment in “Celestial Yellow”. It is said that the degree of fidelity has reached an astonishing 99%, and his classmate now can’t even sell one.
You can’t even afford a regular gaming helmet that costs 3,000 yuan and has only 65% realism.
When Zeng Jun returned to the work shed where they lived after dinner at the classmate's house, the work shed was already empty. This was not surprising. Of course they had to rush to the next place immediately if they could no longer work here.
Making a living at the construction site.
Zeng Jun couldn't help but feel a little confused while holding the game helmet. Although he had the helmet, he had nothing except this helmet. "Cang Huang" would be released in one day, and he couldn't even decide where to stay next.
Don’t even know yet, let alone consider where to play games online.
