Before 2013, there used to be a small, triangular-shaped open space where the "Model Workers Square" is located in the southwest corner of the "Ming City Wall Ruins Park" in Chongwenmen.
It is habitually called the "Chongwenmen Triangle" by people in the capital.
Don't underestimate this inconspicuous place guarding the "x" intersection, it has special luck.
Because this place is very close to Beijing Railway Station.
Migrant workers who have just come out of the Beijing Railway Station, especially those with dark eyes and tight pockets, are often used to staying here.
At the same time, this area is also busy with traffic and is an important hub for people traveling from south to north.
Then it is inevitable that some people who need handymen and nannies will happen to pass through here and take the opportunity to recruit them.
So gradually, a "labor market" was spontaneously formed.
Especially after the Spring Festival every year, a large number of migrant workers from all over the country flock here.
It has made this place extremely popular, with its scale, reputation and influence increasing day by day.
By the 1990s, it had become a nationally renowned illegal labor market that caused the most headaches for the Beijing government.
Of course, in this day and age, there is no such thing as "illegal" or "legal".
Because there is no other choice at all, I wish all the people and employees in the south of the capital would go here.
Hong Yanwu is no exception. If he wanted to hire a nanny, he would have to go here to find someone.
There's no need to ask, since it's not formal.
Disorder, mess, and mess are inevitable, and troubles are also inevitable.
To be honest, Hong Yanwu came here for three days in a row, and he was already a little annoyed just because of his clothes.
On the first day, he wore a fur coat and drove a clean Crown car from work.
Good guy, just wearing this rich outfit is like hanging a sheep's head on your head.
As soon as he got off the car, he hadn't even walked in yet.
A group of about fifty outsiders who were waiting for job opportunities at the outermost area came around with cheers.
There are plumbers, kitchen workers, carpenters, cotton players, all of them, all talking about promoting themselves.
How dare someone touch his pocket randomly?
As a result, within half an hour, Hong Yanwu was forced to start the car and drive away.
The next day, having learned from the experience and gained a good memory, he no longer dared to reveal his wealth.
I came here wearing work clothes, my work clothes wrapped in a cotton coat, and I secretly parked my car somewhere else.
But that doesn't work either.
Because this time it was not the outsiders who surrounded him, but the hired workers who came to him.
There were only a few people who looked at him and then took the initiative to ask him.
"How much do you need per month, and what kind of food do you cook?"
Well, there are so many people wanting to open restaurants these days, and the biggest employment gap in the capital is chefs.
Regardless of his "delicious" appearance, the white chef's clothes under his cotton coat, he still smelled like oil smoke.
All of which revealed his shining identity as a chef.
Therefore, he inevitably became the target of public criticism and a popular person.
I just can't explain this yet.
Because he wants to say, "You are mistaken, I am also here to hire someone", that's it!
Soon he will be surrounded by another group and repeat yesterday's mistakes.
"Boss, boss, you also run a restaurant? Do you want some labor? Do you care about food and accommodation? How much is the salary?"
"Brother, can I learn a craft from you? As long as I can learn a craft, I can do it for less money."
"Brother, I have worked in restaurants, washing dishes, washing vegetables, peeling onions and garlic, oh, you can do it..."
So on the third day, Hong Yanwu didn't even go to work, but "dressed up" at home first.
I simply put on the most ordinary clothes, then went to Shui's house and borrowed Shui Gengsheng's bicycle.
Of course, this was almost reaching the bottom line of his patience.
He had already thought about it. If he couldn't find the right one this time, he would have nothing to do.
I'm afraid I can only leave this matter to Li Fu and resolve it slowly.
Not to mention, there is usually no hope of resolution until the Reclamation Festival.
This is the temper of fate and the characteristics of life.
This time, Hong Yanwu clearly came with the mentality that he would be put down if he failed to achieve his goals. Unexpectedly, he actually met someone who was more suitable.
After wandering around for ten minutes, he saw two young girls in the innermost part of the triangle, near the brick wall.
He is seventeen or eighteen years old, with a face as red as a high school student, wearing a plaid coat, and looks both rustic and childish.
There were some luggage and baggage under my feet.
The way he was dressed looked like he had just stepped off the train station, and his personality was extremely shy.
Because before Hong Yanwu could pass by, there was already an old man with a burnt mouth and yellow teeth who got there first and stood there to ask questions first.
"Are you two trying to find an excuse?"
The two girls were stunned for a moment and nodded.
"Have you done this before?"
The two girls looked at each other again and shook their heads.
"Oh, shaking your head doesn't count as nodding..." The old man asked a taller girl happily, "What's your last name?"
Unexpectedly, the taller one blushed, but the shorter one came to help.
"Her surname is Guan."
The old man followed and asked the shorter one.
"What's your last name?"
They were all stunned, but this time the two girls actually fell off again.
The girl named Zhang will speak on behalf of Zhang.
"Her surname is Zhang."
This is even more true in succession.
"How old are you?"
"She's 17."
"She's 18."
"Where are you from?"
"Huangchuan."
"Ever been to school?"
"Educated in junior high school."
"We were classmates from elementary school to middle school."
Take a look, what does this mean? Are you being honest?
So the old man saw that it was cheap in just a few words.
As the saying goes, "People become bad with age, and horses become slippery with age."
This old guy just cut the price down on the grounds that the two girls didn't know anything.
Originally, the products on the market were based on ordinary laundry, cooking and taking care of the elderly and the young, with different illness numbers.
The typical price for a nanny is between thirty and forty yuan.
But he actually told the two girls that he would be given 20 per month to take care of his "sick wife".
Thanks to the persistence of these two girls, they did not fall into this trap.
Because he asked who was willing to go with him, Xiao Zhang said softly.
"Okay, okay... But, you have to go, we have to go together."
There was also persistence in Xiao Wang's tone.
"Otherwise, none of us will go."
Okay, now the old man was so wet that his eyes were wide open and he almost swallowed his tongue.
"Both? Are you kidding?"
Unexpectedly, Xiao Wang's answer shocked him even more.
"No...yes...there are three. There is also one who went to buy steamed buns for us..."
Good guy, there is nothing we can do! What a strange story in the world!
After struggling for another five minutes, the two girls just shook their heads.
The old man had no choice but to leave in disappointment.
And doesn’t this mean that Hong Yanwu should be lucky?
Of course, it is the luck of these girls.
So Hong Yanwu went over confidently, and said to Xiaoguan and Xiao Zhang with a smile.
"I just heard that there are three of you here. Are you willing to work together?"
"Then are you willing to do housework? You don't need to have experience, you just need to be willing to learn. I will take care of food, housing, and clothes, and the wages will be good for you."
"Fifty to each person, two months of trial work, we will give you forty first, and when the time is up, we will make it up to you if everyone is satisfied. How about that? Come with me?"
The two girls were not happy with such conditions, and their eyes lit up when they heard it.
But just when the two of them were about to answer.
However, there are many branches.
A voice sounded behind Hong Yanwu.
"Don't listen to him! Liar! He must be a liar!"
At the same time Xiaoguan and Xiao Zhang called "sister".
Hong Yanwu turned around and saw a girl standing behind him holding some steamed buns.
Staring at him with vigilance as if glaring at a bad guy.
He said it reluctantly.
"Look at how you dressed up and lied to us that you haven't been to the city? Where in the world can such a good thing happen? You seventh grandson! Get out! If you don't get out, I will call someone!"
After being scolded, Hong Yanwu was helpless.
My heart says, what kind of fate is this for me?
Why do I have to stumble when everything comes to me?
Not good, not bad!
From now on, I really don’t need to blindly sympathize with others anymore. Just thinking about myself is enough to make me sad.