"Hi! Work! Work again!"

Listening to Yan Jiekuang's troubled chat about work, Zhang Jiang also showed a distressed expression.

"Ever since I came back, everyone has been talking to me about work, as if I had committed some heinous crime if I didn't work!"

"Yan Jiekuang, if you say we don't work, what will happen?"

"These are all too vulgar ideas, very vulgar, too vulgar! So boring!"

Zhang Jiang's words stunned Yan Jiekuang: What are these words?

Did you misunderstand something?

I am worried about not being able to find a job. If there is a suitable and good job, I will definitely do it.

It sounds like you have no interest in work at all?

"Brother Zhang, what do you mean, you don't want to work?"

"Just doing the same job is meaningless in this life; just not working is actually meaningless." Zhang Jiang said cheerfully, "I still like challenging work that is exciting and interesting. Once I get familiar with it, it won't be boring anymore."

Find another job!"

Yan Jiekuang was dumbfounded when he heard: If a job is done well and it is an iron rice bowl, shouldn't you do it for the rest of your life? Otherwise, what else can you do?

Looking for an exciting job?

In these days, the biggest thrill is that you may not be able to find a job and you will be hungry!

Why is Zhang Jiang not worried at all?

By the way, he doesn't have to worry. He can happily join the army when he goes to the countryside to join the army, and there is no embarrassment at all in begging his grandfather to sue his grandma.

Changing jobs shouldn't be difficult for him.

Alas, in the final analysis, people like me and people like Zhang Jiang are not the same thing at all.

Yan Jiekuang can be regarded as having been severely beaten by society, experienced the ups and downs of human relationships, and has long been self-aware.

Zhang Jiang doesn't want to find a casual job and is picky and picky about many jobs. As for himself, he doesn't have a serious job at all. As long as he has a formal job, he will be so happy that his nose will bubble up. He won't do it at all.

Pick and choose!

The realm and difference between the two of them is really too big.

However, the more this happens, the more you have to compliment Zhang Jiang.

Yan Jiekuang looked like "I think the same as you" and nodded: "Brother Zhang, you are right."

"For people like me, it's enough to have an iron rice bowl. For people like you, it would be too boring to spend your prime years doing boring jobs like that."

Then he asked: "Brother Zhang, what kind of work do you want to do?"

"The Veterans Affairs Office asked me to wait, but I suggested that I go to the Criminal Investigation Unit to have some fun. It would be exciting to catch bad guys. I have liked doing this since I was a child. This major is also suitable for me." Zhang Jiang said with a smile, "

The guy at the Veterans Affairs Department is dishonest and speaks in weird ways."

"I'm just waiting for them to make arrangements for me. It's been a while since the clerk seemed to be quarreling with me."

Zhang Jiang was still smiling as he spoke.

If this kind of thing happened to any other veteran, he would have to remember to get angry and have blisters on his mouth three times a day.

If you don't arrange work and the clerk gets into trouble, is that okay?

What will you do with your job for the rest of your life?

However, Zhang Jiang was really not in a hurry, and when he talked to Yan Jiekuang, he still had a smile on his face.

This person is really a fairy... He doesn't like the fireworks of the world!

Yan Jiekuang thought with envy in his heart, when he could have such a calm demeanor, he could have work or not, he could do whatever he wanted, and he could do whatever he didn't want to do...

Oh, what kind of beautiful feeling should that be?

After Zhang Jiang echoed a few words and complimented him, Yan Jiekuang mentioned it several times openly and secretly.

"I still have to find a job..."

"I'm not like you, Brother Zhang... I'm satisfied with an iron rice bowl..."

"Yes, but I just can't find it... I can actually do anything..."

Zhang Jiang's head is quite clever, otherwise he wouldn't have become a little boss when he was in the compound. He has a little reputation, and even Zheng Chaoyang has heard of him as a little boss.

After Yan Jiekuang clicked on it a few times, Zhang Jiang suddenly understood.

This brother wants to do himself a favor.

Can you help me with this...?

In fact, it’s okay to help, and it’s okay not to.

It’s not that Zhang Jiang didn’t arrange his favorite job and was a little bored. His former good friend Ji Guomin stayed in the army and became a cadre; Li Jun went to the mountains and countryside and hasn’t come back yet.

As for Zhu Hong, Zhang Jiang felt his scalp numb when he thought of this name.

This girl actually wants to marry her and let her live in Sijiu City for the rest of her life.

It's too scary.

Precisely because there are no buddies around him, Yan Jiekuang seems to be more valuable; precisely because he has no job now, Zhang Jiang feels bored and just wants to do something.

After hesitating in his heart, Zhang Jiang smiled and said: "Yan Jiekuang, do you particularly want a stable job now?"

"That's right!"

Yan Jiekuang looked at Zhang Jiang with some expectation.

I thought to myself: God, please raise your hand and give me a way!

You don't like the fireworks of the world, but my stomach is full of firewood, rice, oil and salt!

Zhang Jiang really lived up to Yan Jiekuang's expectations. He laughed and put his arm around Yan Jiekuang's shoulders: "Come on, buddy, I'll find a way for you to go!"

"Hey, Brother Zhang, you are my brother!"

Yan Jiekuang was so happy that he walked with Zhang Jiang.

The two of them walked and talked for more than an hour before arriving at the entrance of the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

Yan Jiekuang was a little confused. He looked at the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill and Zhangjiang.

"Brother Zhang, what are you..."

"How do you like the work here?" Zhang Jiang asked.

Yan Jiekuang nodded: "Okay! Even if I want to enter, they won't let me in!"

"Don't worry, let me ask." Zhang Jiang winked at him to reassure him, and then walked to the door of the steel rolling mill with a smile.

"Hello, comrade, can I ask you something?"

Ma Xiangyang, a member of the security department, looked at him, a little wary: "Who are you two? Why did you come to the steel rolling mill? What is your purpose!"

Zhang Jiang was a little surprised: Why did this person speak so rudely? Who offended you?

However, he was not angry and explained: "My name is Zhang Jiang and his name is Yan Jiekuang. We came to the steel rolling mill to inquire about a friend."

"Excuse me, is Comrade He Yuzhu, the deputy director of the steel rolling mill, still at the steel rolling mill?"

As soon as he heard this name, Ma Xiangyang was suddenly excited, and a memory came to his mind.

These two boys don't look like good people!

Could it be that he is another fake person who wants to enter the steel rolling mill?

With this in mind, Ma Xiangyang not only did not answer Zhang Jiang's words, but instead turned around and called several colleagues over, staring at Zhang Jiang and Yan Jiekuang with eager eyes.

"Tell me, what do you do?"
Chapter completed!