There are also five insurances and one housing fund, and we strive to give every courier a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan.
The most important thing is that they have weekends off, and they also have to be selected as the best courier of the year. There are ten places in total, and they are eligible to travel abroad for free.
This kind of benefit is absolutely unparalleled in the entire express delivery industry.
"Why is this Baimei Logistics so awesome?"
"Because Baimei Group already has money, and now it wants to get involved in the logistics industry, and it will definitely have to spend money."
"It's just that if you spend it so much, it seems like you will lose blood at first! They are treating the money as straw paper!"
"People are willful. The most important thing is that Baimei Group has always only recruited women and almost no men. I think the chairman of Baimei Group is definitely a big pervert."
"Then you are wrong. The head of the Baimei Group is a beautiful woman. Maybe she hates men, so there is such a rule that discriminates against male compatriots and only female compatriots."
"I see……"
At this time, in major cities in Yanhua and Baimei Logistics Express recruitment points, there was an endless stream of female soldiers coming to sign up.
The age limit is over 18 years old and under 40 years old.
Retired female special forces soldiers will be given priority in admission.
Generally speaking, those who can become female special forces soldiers are over 1.65 meters tall, and most of them are 1.7 meters tall.
Moreover, he has been trained, so his physical strength and physical strength are incomparable to those of ordinary male compatriots.
Once you work in a logistics company and require physical labor, you will be able to withstand such intense labor.
Rao is so.
In every city, there are an excess of qualified female soldiers, and in the end the only option is to choose those who are menopausal and have better looks.
Therefore, the image of couriers in every city is very good.
In this way, Baimei Group has invisibly solved the employment of many female soldiers through the logistics industry, and also invisibly established a strong team of couriers.
Later facts proved that Ye Xiaobai's decision was right. Everyone liked the service of Baimei Logistics Express because the female courier always made people feel reassured and pleasing to the eye.
This makes many colleagues envious and jealous, but they cannot get the same treatment as the couriers of Baimei Group, so they cannot imitate them at all.
Afterwards, Ye Xiaobai didn't pay much attention to logistics matters.
Instead, he returned to his home and continued to watch the unruly monk.
Monk Buji suffered severe headaches for three consecutive days.
"Little brother, are you ready? I feel really uncomfortable..."
Monk Bujie looked at Ye Xiaobai with pleading eyes.
Ye Xiaobai checked Monk Bujie's pulse, then nodded and said, "Well, I'll give you an injection tonight."
"Thank you very much."
Monk Bujie became happy.
Ye Xiaobai agreed to give the monk an injection, not to help the monk recover his memory. The effect of this injection was to reduce the pain for the monk. In the end, it was up to the monk to recover his memory.
At night.
Ye Xiaobai gave Monk Bujie an injection, and he didn't even need a second before or after.
"Okay, Dashi, you have a good rest. I'm going to bed too. I hope you can recover your memory tomorrow."
Ye Xiaobai patted Monk Bujie on the shoulder.
"Okay, thank you."
"You're welcome."
Next, Ye Xiaobai left the back garden and went directly to Li Mei's home. He hugged Li Mei who was already lying down and began to sleep happily.
After all, sleeping alone can't be as comfortable as sleeping with a sweet-smelling beauty.
At midnight, Monk Bujie meditated and gradually entered a state of trance. The memory fragments in his mind continued to come back.
However, this time, because of the suppression of Ye Xiaobai's silver needle,... the pain is not strong, just a slight, faint pain. This kind of pain can be tolerated by monks who do not quit, and there is no pain.
feelings.
And the blocked blood and meridians in his mind began to dissolve and penetrate little by little.
The fragmented memories of Monk Bujie were then reorganized bit by bit in his memory.
Monk Fubujie's distracted eyes gradually became brighter...
the next day.
Ye Xiaobai whistled, walked out of Li Mei's gentle home, and returned to Bai Mansion.
The first thing to do is to see if the monk has recovered his memory.
After all, according to Ye Xiaobai's judgment after checking Monk Bujie's pulse yesterday, Monk Bujie can regain his memory in at most two days.
If it's quick, it can be done in one night.
At this time, Monk Bujie was watering the flowers in the back garden, humming the cheerful song: "The king asked me to patrol the mountains, and I will take a look around the world..."
Hearing Ye Xiaobai's footsteps, Monk Bujie slowly raised his head, turned around, and looked at Ye Xiaobai with a naughty smile on his lips, "Good morning, Your Majesty!"
That moment.
Ye Xiaobai's tiger body trembled.
My eyes suddenly became moist, and I almost shed tears.
After being wet, he finally regained his memory.
Moreover, Monk Bujie acted very naturally, as if he had never lost his memory.
Ye Xiaobai's name is still so familiar. Ye Xiaobai has been looking forward to this long-lost familiarity for a long time.
"Wet father!"
Ye Xiaobai choked up a little.
Monk Bujie walked over with a smile, turned one hand over, and a silver needle fell into his hand, and then handed it to Ye Xiaobai, "No, Your Majesty, please keep your silver needle."
There are no words to say thank you, because you don’t say thank you for a great favor, not to mention saying thank you is unfamiliar.
Ye Xiaobai took the silver needle and put it away.
"By the way, Your Majesty, what did you call me just now?"
Monk Bujie looked at Ye Xiaobai playfully.
"Wet father."
Ye Xiaobai repeated that since he had become a disciple in the first place, then... he would never regret it.
At this time, I still accept the account.
Monk Bujie burst out laughing, "Haha, great, I can finally be your master, and finally take you under my wing."
"So, you can call me Xiaobai from now on!"
Ye Xiaobai said.
"No, I still call you King, you call me Father Shi, and we each call each other our own."
Monk Bujie smiled and said, "We don't need any apprenticeship ceremony. If you call me master, then I will be your master and you will be my apprentice."
"However, I still have to be careful. I know you don't like being a monk, so that won't work. Since you are my disciple, you still need to shave your head. You can just grow your hair back in the future. That's it.
Consider him my lay disciple."
I don’t know when a razor appeared in Monk Bujie’s hand, and it looked very sharp.
"day……"
The corner of Ye Xiaobai's mouth twitched, "Shifu, you can just treat me as your lay disciple. Why do you need to shave your head?"
Ye Xiaobai still felt a little uncomfortable with having a bald head.
"That's different. At least you have to shave your head first, so that I can think that you really call me master. Then, I won't care if you grow your hair back. Otherwise, I always feel that between us master and apprentice, there is a gap between us.
It lacks a sense of ceremony.”
A monk who does not abstain from abstaining from the law but persists in the Tao.
"Oh well!"
Ye Xiaobai thought for a moment and nodded. No matter what, the life-saving kindness and kindness given to him by this monk was comparable to that of his parents. Even if he could give up his life, then his own hair would not matter.
"quack!"
The proud smile on Monk Bujie’s face is as mean as he wants!
"Sit down!"
Monk Bujie grabbed a stone stool and placed it in front of him, letting Ye Xiaobai sit down.
Ye Xiaobai then sat down.
Monk Bujie then lifted up Ye Xiaobai's hair and muttered something.
As for what it was about, Ye Xiaobai couldn't understand it and didn't bother to ask.
Most of them are Buddhist scriptures about shaving your head!
Next, the sharp razor started from the hairline of Ye Xiaobai's forehead and gently shaved, revealing a piece of snow-white scalp.
Long hair falls out immediately.
Ye Xiaobai only felt that the area where his head was shaved was a little cold, and the wind was blowing, making it cool.
Ye Xiaobai simply closed his eyes.
The process of shaving your head is not long and can be done in five minutes.
Soon, Ye Xiaobai had no hair left, and appeared in front of the monk Bujie with a big bald head.
"Yes, yes! Your Majesty, you will be my official disciple from now on. I can teach you my peerless martial arts in Buddhism. In the future, you will master the magical skills of Buddhism and Taoism and you will definitely reach an unprecedented new height."
.”
Monk Bujie looked at the bald man in front of him and was very satisfied.
Buddha said, where sincerity reaches, gold and stone will open!
Don’t deceive me!
Sure enough, after persisting to the end, he finally accepted this boy as his apprentice.
Ye Xiaobai touched his bald head, which was quite smooth, "Now it has a sense of ritual, right?"
"Well, I'm satisfied."
Monk Bujie nodded.
"As for learning the magical skills of Buddhism, I will tell you later that I have to look in the mirror."
After saying this, Ye Xiaobai ran away in the blink of an eye.
Monk Bujie smiled from ear to ear and continued to water the flowers, "A happy little frog, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking..."
Anyway, the king is not here, so if you don’t sing this song, it will be in vain!
Ye Xiaobai came to his large room on the third floor.
Standing in front of the mirror, I began to admire my bald head.
"It's quite round, quite bright, tsk tsk, I didn't expect that I would still be so handsome after shaving my head. It seems that I worry too much. I wonder if my bald head image will still be so attractive when I go out to pick up girls?"
Ye Xiaobai raised the corners of his mouth slightly. As long as he was handsome, it didn't matter. Otherwise, he would have to wear a peaked cap to make himself look cooler, but now it seems that that is completely unnecessary.
After the monk Bujie finished watering the flowers, he walked out of the back garden and greeted Qiu Jiandao and the others.
Qiu Jiandao, Wang Shi and Wang Hu were all surprised when they saw this, "Master, have you recovered your memory?"
"Um!"
Monk Bujie nodded, with a calm expression, as if losing his memory was not a big deal. (To be continued)