Huang Zhide looked at his daughter with some concern, put the chopsticks gently, then took out a pack of "red bean" cigarettes from his shirt pocket, and signaled to give them to Xue Huading. Seeing that Xue Huading shook his head, he put the cigarettes into his mouth and said, "The economy in Changyi County is not good, even in our Anhua area. Looking for it locally, I guess you can't find any good ones. Why can't you go to see those places in Shenzhen? After all, you are college students, and you are better than those junior and high school students. I heard that the strong boy from our street found a security guard in the south, which is just guarding the gate, which is 300 yuan a month. If I can guard the gate for 300 yuan a month, I won't open this broken factory. It's so comfortable to guard the gate." Huang Zhide lit the cigarette and took a deep breath and said.

"Three hundred yuan? You haven't heard anyone tell me what the deputy mayor's son is in Shekou, is it Shekou? Anyway, that place name is a bit strange. He is more than five hundred yuan a month. When he goes home for the New Year in spring, he also said that if he is a little official, he can get 1,200, or even 6,700 yuan." Li Guixiang said while eating.

"Do you believe the second-rate guy? I don't believe it anyway. Six or seven thousand? It's hard to make a profit in a year for so many people." Huang Zhide casually bombed the ashes on the ground.

Xue Huading knew that Huang Zhide was afraid of showing off his wealth, and a car repair shop would definitely make more than five or six thousand yuan a year. He smiled and said, "I also wanted to look for it in the south, but my mother disagreed. Besides, my diploma will not be obtained until next year, so I searched nearby first, and then I would like to keep my body in a bite and eat some food."

"That's the same thing. Anyway, I'm young, so there's no need to be too anxious. I heard that your family is going to be charged, right?"

"Yes, I heard that's the case." Xue Huading said.

Huang Qingming blinked his eyes, as if he had thought of something, and said, "Old classmate, why don't you work in our repair shop for a while while looking for a job, and when you find it and leave."

"Haha, how can our small place accommodate a college student? It won't make people laugh if you tell it?" Huang Zhide laughed.

"Yes, we can't afford this salary, either." Li Guixiang also said.

"Dad——, he has only been internship for a while, and hasn't been here all the time. How can he be a big man without doing anything? When his diploma arrives, he will leave." Huang Qingming thought he had a good idea. He was looking for a job outside and asking for a four-day prayer, sleeping in the open, and not finding a job in Anhua, which is a waste of money. "Old classmate, how about it? Can you put it down?"

"I can do whatever you are not arrogant, I can sell side dishes. But what can I do for Uncle Huang?" Xue Huading thought it was good to stay here for a while. After persuaded his mother to get her diploma, she would run to the south. Xiang Bi's mother would agree to go to the south when she saw the hard work of working as a small worker here.

"You really want to work with me? If you don't say that, I really lack a person with high skills. Sometimes when others drive a car and ask me to repair it, I dare not do it. It's hundreds of thousands per car, and I can't afford it if it is broken. At most, I wash the body, pump the tires, or have a full shell. Now we can only repair some trucks, minibus, tractors, and motorcycles." Huang Zhide thought beautifully and said excitedly, "I earn a lot of money to repair a high-end car, and I have long wanted to recruit people to do this. In the future, we will build highways to Jiangxi, with more and more high-end cars."

"Uncle Huang, don't have much hope. I have never repaired a car." Xue Huading told the truth.

"What's the matter? Learning is. Other elementary school graduates can learn it. Isn't it fast for you, a college student? It won't take a few months. Haha, you have to teach me a few apprentices before you can leave."

Seeing that his father agreed, Huang Qingming asked, "What is the salary?"

Hearing the word "salary", Li Guixiang hurriedly said, "Now Xiao Xue doesn't know anything, so she can only be an apprentice. Just follow Xiao Qin's salary. Xiao Qin has worked for more than two months." Huang Zhide Repair Factory hired a master and two apprentices. Today, they had a day off on National Day. Usually, they ate with Huang Zhide's family and lived in their respective homes. If you have any car you are in a hurry to repair at night, you can call me up even late at night.

"How much does Xiao Qin have a month?" Huang Qingming asked hurriedly.

"This..." Li Guixiang seemed a little unspeakable. Because Xiao Qin came to learn skills, his salary was of course pitiful low. According to the general practice in the local rural areas, it was reasonable to not pay wages. In the past, if you learned a carpenter, you had to work with your master for three years.

Huang Zhide ignored Xiaojiu in his wife's heart and said directly: "Pack to eat, 75 yuan a month. If you can teach your apprentice, you will double it. One hundred and fifty yuan a month, thirty yuan more than Master Zhang."

Li Guixiang was about to say that an apprentice was too much 75 yuan, but Huang Qingming said: "Seventy-five yuan is too little. At least one hundred yuan. You have to rest one day a week, and the working time of a day must not exceed eight hours."

Huang Zhide looked at his daughter in amazement, without saying anything, but thought to himself: "Where is the Sunday statement here? Working eight hours a day? Nonsense, you think it is a state-owned unit. We work from morning to night, and sometimes we work overtime late at night. If you want what you said, I have to go to your place to work."

Xue Huading glanced at Huang Qingming and smiled and said, "Uncle Huang, I can do whatever others do. It's only 75 yuan a month."

At this time, a shout came from outside the house: "Dad, someone wants to repair the car!"

Then a boy who looked like a middle school student came in from outside. He walked to the wash rack and took toothbrush and paste and said, "A imported car said it was a horn that didn't sound, and the turn signal was no longer on."

Huang Zhide stood up and said to his son: "You don't know that we won't repair the car."

"I said it. But the driver said that the repair fee could be higher, and he was in a hurry to rush forward." The middle school student answered while scooping water from the water tank. He stood up and turned around and found that there was an extra person in the room. "Brother Huading is here?"

"Just just got up?" Xue Huading asked with a smile, and went out with Huang Zhide.

"Hehe..." The middle school student smiled embarrassedly.

Several people went out and saw a dark blue Honda car with a Guangdong license plate parked at the factory gate. Seeing Huang Zhide and others coming out, the young man in the suit standing next to the car quickly said, "Boss, let me see. The people here are really poor in quality. They don't let the car come, so they must honk the horn with all their strength. Now my horn is no longer yelling, and they can't drive..." There is a Cantonese accent in Mandarin.

Huang Zhide originally wanted to explain that he would not repair it, but after seeing Xue Huading beside him, he had the idea of ​​giving it a try, so he turned his inquiring eyes to Xue Huading. Xue Huading understood Huang Zhide's meaning, and he whispered: "I'm not familiar with the structure of this car, so I don't know how to open it. I'm a little sure of it when I open it." Xue Huading dared not repair mechanical failures, but he still had the ambition to try this kind of minor fault that was obviously a circuit problem.

"It's okay, Master Zhang once opened the Santana bridge with the master of Anhua City, and he should know." Huang Zhide whispered and ordered his wife, "Go and call Master Zhang."

Li Guixiang hurried out and went out to find Master Zhang.

Xue Huading walked to the front of the car, looked at the body covered with mud, opened the car door and swept back and forth a few times. A cool breeze and fragrance came out of the car, making people feel very comfortable.

He saw a beautiful girl sitting in the car, probably lying in the back seat before, looking sleepy.

Seeing Xue Huading looking at her, she glanced at him and lowered her head.

Xue Huading closed the car door lightly without saying anything, and asked the driver standing beside him and said, "Have you looked at the insurance?"

"I saw it, but I changed it. It's useless. The fuse has not been broken. It's not a problem with insurance." The driver replied.

"Is there any instruction manual in the car?" Xue Huading asked.

"Yes! But that's a waste. It's either in English or Japanese. This car is parallel goods and there is no Chinese instruction manual." The young man driving said as he walked to the other side of the car and opened the door and opened the toolbox in front of the co-pilot, took out a thick instruction manual and handed it to Xue Huading behind him.

Xue Huading seemed to be flipping through the instruction manual casually. The instruction manual was written in English and Japanese.

Suddenly he saw an English column for "Common Fault Handling" in the directory, so he turned to the page according to the prompts on the directory and read it carefully.

There are many words that he doesn't understand, so Xue Huading turned the book to the corresponding Japanese. Xue Huading naturally does not understand Japanese, but Japanese is mixed with many Chinese characters, which is somewhat helpful for his understanding of English.

Xue Huading looked back and forth.

Huang Qingming next to him thought his English was like high school. Seeing him serious, he thought he was completely pretending, and he couldn't help but feel funny. However, she didn't say anything and stood quietly aside.

While watching, the young driver driving asked, "Boss, there is no big problem, right? Is this car still borrowed from my brothers."

Xue Huading did not answer him, and walked to the passenger cab with the instruction manual, opened the car door, bent down and stretched his upper body into the car, supported his left hand on the seat, opened the tool box, looked at the place where the fuse was installed, and then pulled out a flake-shaped two-legged safety checked, then took out a square screwdriver from the tool box, and familiarly screwed up the black plastic plate screw on the fuse.

Looking at Xue Huading's skillful movements of the screws, the young driver felt much more relaxed.

But Huang Zhide, who was standing behind Xue Huading, began to get nervous, fearing that Xue Huading would break the imported car, so he would have to pay a lot of money. He was about to speak to stop him, but Huang Qingming beside him understood his father's concerns, so he gently pulled Huang Zhide and thrust towards Xue Huading.

At this time, Xue Huading had already held the black plastic board in his hand, looked at the situation inside, then pulled his body out of the car, straightened up, looked at the driver and asked, "Boss, how much money are you willing to pay?"

"How quickly can you fix it?" the young driver asked back. However, his hand had reached into his pants pocket to get his wallet. It seemed that he was a rich man who didn't take money seriously.

Xue Huading looked at the driver and joked: "You give more, I can repair it quickly."

The driver said in a tentative tone: "One hundred yuan?"

Xue Huading smiled and said, "Okay! It costs 100 yuan, and you can also wash your car. Your car is too dirty."

"Is that so good? It's great! Fortunately, you reminded me to wash the car." The driver quickly took out a brand new banknote and handed it to Xue Huading. After thinking about it, he took out another fifty yuan and said, "Please be more stable and wash the car more beautifully. I'm going to see my mother-in-law soon."

Xue Huading took the two bills and handed them to Huang Zhide, who was a little stunned, bent down and blew it in the car for a while, and blew it hard with his mouth.

The girl sitting in the car kept looking at him silently.

After finishing all this, Xue Huading installed the dark plastic board again, closed the toolbox, clapped his hands and retreated.

Seeing the driver's inquiring gaze, Xue Huading smiled and said, "It should be OK. Drive the car there and we will wash the car for you. The quality of this car is not very good. Broken iron pieces fell into the relay, causing a short circuit."

"That's it?" the driver asked suspiciously, "It won't be that simple, right?"

Huang Zhide looked at Xue Huading without any conviction.

Even Huang Qingming, the middle school brother, also showed a shocked look. He had just come out of the house and was biting a meat bun in his hand.

Before Xue Huading could answer, the driver walked over quickly. After opening the car door, he pressed his hand heavily on the steering wheel.
Chapter completed!