Wang Lidong picked up the Arctic Ocean and said to the second child:
"I remember you had a relative in the meat factory, right?"
The second child, Guo Xiaohai, picked up a wine glass and clinked it with his elder brother: "Yes, his second uncle works in the meat factory. Brother, do you want to go to the meat factory?"
"Boss, don't be in a hurry about work. You should have a good rest for two days and recuperate your body." Guo's mother looked at her husband: "Why don't you ask your workshop director...?"
Father Guo put down his chopsticks and said to Wang Lidong:
"I'll go to the street office, Mr. Zhao, tomorrow and try to find a way to help you arrange a job."
As for their factory, it was a carrot and a pit. There were a lot of young people lining up to take over. He was only a small worker, so there was no way he could get a precious admission quota.
Wang Lidong looked at the old couple and said:
"Dad, Mom. I met a cook there and he taught me a few tricks. Before I came out, I had already thought about setting up a stall and selling some braised food or something."
Fortunately, it has been re-opened now. Ten years ago, he would have had no choice but to enter the factory. After all, private business was not allowed at that time.
Unexpectedly, the boss also wanted to be self-employed, and Father Guo's face suddenly dropped. Having a second child at home was enough to give him a headache, and now there is another one... If the news spreads, what will happen to neighbors, colleagues, and relatives?
To see him?
The living room suddenly became dull.
"Dad, there are estimated to be four to five million unemployed young people in Beijing right now.
Not to mention large state-owned factories, but also temporary workers in small factories, their heads were robbed.
In my current situation, the most I can do is work in a small factory in the street and work as a temporary worker, with a salary of more than 20 yuan..."
Wang Lidong took two sips of soda and continued:
"In two years' time, I will be 30, and I have to consider marrying a wife.
But I have no face, no money, and I share a room with several younger brothers. Girls in the capital will definitely look down on me, and those in the suburbs have no hope. Those who can look at me are those from the countryside, and they are pretty.
There is no chance.
After I get married, the family's expenses will all depend on me. The two of us can still make ends meet, but we have to have children. By then, we may not be able to see meat and fish a few times throughout the year...I don't want to live like this.
.”
Father Guo said with a cold face:
"Then if you become self-employed, you can marry a girl from the capital?
Go and find out which decent girl is willing to marry a second-rate dealer.
By then, I’m afraid even the people in the countryside will look down on you.”
"Dad, I know most people look down on the self-employed.
Nowadays, few people who are self-employed are serious people. They are either second-rate people or people like me who have come down from the mountains.
But if the business reaches a certain scale, it's a completely different story.
When the time comes, I’ll be the one to pick someone else.”
"Boss, you are inside and don't know what's going on outside. You probably haven't heard of the Ten Kings incident in Fujian Province in the past two years. They do a lot of business, so why don't you go in? There are many such examples.
So, you’d better go into the factory.”
Father Guo turned to his second son and said, "You too, don't be idle all day long. I will help you find a job soon."
The second brother Guo Xiaohai pretended not to hear. Anyway, he had no intention of going back to work as a worker, but he didn't make any sound. No matter how much he said, the old man had the same attitude.
Wang Lidong picked up the spinach with chopsticks, blanched it, dipped it in the sauce, and stuffed it into his mouth. Now the dish tastes good, with a strong spinach flavor.
"Dad, do you know how many self-employed people there were in the country last year?"
"How many?"
"There are more than 18 million, and our country has more than 30 million unemployed young people who need to be resettled in the past few years. You said that if the policy goes backwards, what will be the consequences if so many people are unemployed and have to stay home?"
"Hi~~! So many people?" Father Guo was a little surprised, and then thought that if individuals were not allowed to do business, tens of millions of young people...
Seeing that his father's face was still a little dark, but much lighter than before, Wang Lidong said:
"Mom and Dad, I will make braised pork offal tomorrow. You all have a try. If you think it tastes good, then don't stop me from becoming a self-employed person.
If you find it unpleasant, then I will listen to you and go to work in the factory.
How about it?"
Guo's mother thinks this method is safe and if it really tastes good, setting up a stall would be a bit embarrassing at best, but the boss has already been there, so the reputation has long since fallen to the ground.
"Boss, why have you never mentioned to us in all these years that you learned a craft from someone else?"
"I had nothing to do here, so I just learned how to use my hands to pass the time. I thought I wouldn't need it. After all, when I entered, I had no idea of being self-employed. I didn't expect that I got it wrong."
Mother Guo nodded, then looked at her husband: "The father of the child...?"
"Okay, let's try it. But boss, we agreed, if it doesn't taste good, you have to listen to my arrangement."
Wang Lidong picked up the soda and said to his father:
"Mom and Dad, the purpose of setting up a stall is to make money. If it doesn't taste good, why should I work so hard? I'm not stupid."
"Okay!" Father Guo picked up the wine glass and touched it with his eldest son: "I'll try your craft tomorrow."
After dinner and good personal hygiene, Wang Lidong was about to enter the room when he was stopped by his father, and then the two of them came to the yard.
Father Guo took out the money he had prepared from his pocket and handed it to his eldest son:
"Now that we're all out, let's go say hello. Buy some things tomorrow and see your Uncle Fan and the others."
"Yeah." Wang Lidong was not polite. He was short of money now. As for the old Fan family, he would go and have a look even if he didn't mention it. He sent his only son to the west. It was a good temper that he didn't take revenge on him, not to mention Fan Rong.
But the third child's childhood sweetheart...
Seeing that his eldest son was taking responsibility, Father Guo was very satisfied. He smiled and patted Wang Lidong on the shoulder: "Okay, let's go to bed."
"Dad, you should go to bed early too."
After saying that, I entered the room and saw the third child doing homework, the fourth child lying on the bed, seemingly reading a book, and the second child looking like a salted fish, lying on the bed looking at the ceiling not knowing what he was thinking.
"Second brother, when you are free, come out to Xiaoweizi and have a meal together."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Guo Xiaohai, the second child who was lying on the corpse, jumped up, put on his slippers and came to Wang Lidong: "Brother, can you take me with you?"
He is currently looking for ways to make money all over the world, but unfortunately, those who are easy to make money do not have the capital, those who do not need the capital, and he does not have the skills.
Seeing the desire in his second brother's eyes, Wang Lidong nodded. The second brother had a very good character, was loyal and aggressive, and had obvious shortcomings, but being his deputy was enough.
"No problem, but although we are brothers, we will have to settle the score when the time comes. Don't think I am unkind."
"Listen to big brother."
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Early in the morning of the second day, Wang Lidong woke up and looked at the clock on the wall. It was just after 6 o'clock.
He glanced around the room and found that the three brothers were still awake. After getting dressed, he gently closed the door.
When I got to the kitchen, I saw my mother already busy in the kitchen: "Mom."
Mother Guo, who was busy rolling out noodles, saw her eldest son: "Boss, why don't you get up so early and get some more sleep?"
"I'm used to it, it's been more than ten years."
Wang Lidong took a towel and toothbrush to the faucet in the yard and brushed his teeth.
After finishing personal hygiene and taking off my coat, I started doing warm-up exercises in the yard.
I'm out of prison, but I can't let go of my time.
Although after a wave of severe crackdowns and arrests of millions, the public security situation has eased.
But there are too many young people sitting at home with nothing to do, and with the reopening, many new things have rushed in from outside, which only adds fuel to the fire.
So there will be a second and third crackdown in the future.
Father Guo entered the yard with a pot of freshly baked fried dough sticks. When he saw his eldest son punching, he looked very good-looking, so he asked: "Boss, what kind of punch did you hit?"
"Wing Chun."
"Wing Chun, I've never heard of it..."
"The boxing style of the South."
"This was also taught by your fellow inmates?"
"I have a good friend of mine, he is a practicing practitioner."
Wang Lidong had already thought of his words. Anyway, the boss in the prison before was really good at boxing, but he had only scratched the surface.
Now that he has ascended to heaven, he still has the final say.
When Guo Xiaohe, the fourth child, got up, he found that his eldest brother’s bed was empty.
Closing time, quarter past six.
He got up, folded the quilt, and left the room. As soon as he left the living room, he saw Wang Lidong flying in the air. Before he could blink, the man appeared again three meters away. Guo Xiaohe was so surprised that he rubbed his eyes. After realizing that he had seen it right, his head
Feeling dizzy for a moment.
My eldest brother is actually a martial arts master.
As long as you are a man from the Four Seas Kingdom, no one has ever dreamed of martial arts when they were young. Unfortunately, they don’t know anyone who knows how to box.
In the past two years, Qigong became popular in Beijing, and he was ready to take advantage of it. Unfortunately, Guo's father did not agree and felt that it was unreliable.
But I couldn't help but practice secretly with my good friends for a while, but unfortunately it didn't work.
When Wang Lidong withdrew his fist, he saw Xiao Si looking at him fawningly:
"Brother, I want to learn boxing from you, can you teach me?"
He took the towel on the stool and wiped his sweat:
"This is a small thing, but you have to think clearly, learning boxing is very hard and tiring."
Guo Xiaojiang immediately said excitedly:
"I...I...am not afraid of hardship...I'm not afraid of tiredness, brother..."
"Okay, let's start tomorrow."
If Xiaosi's health improves, even if he doesn't help with the matchmaking, he won't give up on the woman he loves even if he thinks about it. Even saints have selfish motives.
"Thank you...brother...I will definitely...will...seriously..."
Father Guo on the side thought of the fourth child's body and said a little uneasily:
"Boss, Xiaosi has asthma. If he wants to learn boxing..."
"Dad, I'm going to teach my fourth child how to do Tai Chi, a boxing method purely for health..."
When he heard that it was slow Tai Chi, Father Guo felt that it was not a big problem and more exercise was always a good thing, so he did not object anymore.
Guo Xiaohai, the second child, who was leaning at the gate, nudged Guo Xiaoyang, the third child next to him, with his elbow:
"Now you don't have to be afraid of Ma Jie. If he dares to pick a fight with you again, tell your elder brother that if he reaches out like this, he will definitely hit ten of them."
"You don't need to worry about my affairs."
The expressionless Guo Xiaoyang, the third child, turned around and went back to the room, picked up his English textbook, and memorized the words. But he felt like a cat scratching his head. It was a lie that he was not moved by the second child's suggestion. Every time he went to school, he always
He was on tenterhooks because he was afraid that the gangster Ma Jie would slap him in the face.
Can I ask the boss?
Chapter 461: Want to be self-employed
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