Formal work?

Li Jing and Li Tiegang looked at each other, it was like a carrot hanging in front of people.

Even if it is a lottery, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, no one is willing to give up.

Looking at the expressions of the two, Qiu Mei smiled and said, "Of course you have a share, and Webmaster Song gave me a total of six places, three of which are left for you."

Li Jing and Li Tiegang were overjoyed. Although Qiu Mei had said this before, they had not settled down after all, and they were inevitably worried about gains and losses.

Now that I heard the truth, I felt full of energy.

Only Song Qishan looked depressed, "I don't need it."

Qiu Mei looked at him wonderingly, "Why?"

Song Qishan looked at Qiu Mei and tentatively said, "I want to do business with you, okay?"

Qiu Mei looked back at Song Qishan steadily, "Sincere?"

"Nonsense, do you think I'm having a cough with you?" Song Qishan deliberately added: "Don't think I have any thoughts about you. I just want to make more money. What's the point of working safely? The money I got is the real one."

This statement is contrary to the current mainstream viewpoint. Every household wants to hold an iron job, and self-employed people want to be looked down upon.

But Qiu Mei can quite understand Song Qishan's meaning, if she likes to make money, she also prefers to make money.

As for the other meaning in Song Qishan's words, she completely left behind her.

"Okay, I just happened to be too busy with my own person recently. It would be much more convenient to have you help. Then let's free up four places, and the probability of drawing lots is higher."

As Qiu Mei said, Song Qishan's mouth slightly raised, showing a proud curve.

I soon fell down like I was afraid that people would find out.

Li Jing and Li Tiegang exchanged a tacit expression. They followed Song Qishan every day and heard him pronounce someone's name eight hundred times. Even Li Tiegang understood Brother Hei's thoughts.

Everyone just didn't expose it.

Only Qiu Mei's carefree personality did not realize that something was wrong.

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Today's train station is restless, and since that news was announced, the summer atmosphere seems to be getting hotter.

The familiar stall owner communicated quietly in private, looking around from time to time, wishing to learn lips overnight and understand other people's words.

Lao Duan is an ordinary stall owner in the train station.

He was a worker in the factory in the early years, but later he was broken by a steel bar due to an accident. The factory said that he was not operating properly and was unwilling to pay too much money.

Lao Duan is an honest man and dares not cause trouble for his leader. He can only leave the factory with meager compensation.

He has a newly grown daughter in his family. She has not found a job yet, so she can only do some work in sewing and washing clothes.

In order to save dowry for my daughter and to make the family live a better life, Lao Duan often dragged his less-easy legs to sell fried chestnuts everywhere.

I heard that the railway station is doing well, so I set up a stall here.

But recently, with the increase in the number of vendors at train stations, things are becoming less and less difficult to sell.

The sweetest and crispest time of the hairy chestnuts are just out of the pot, but they will not be that delicious when they are cooled.

Lao Duan has poor legs and feet, so he can't make all the pots and carbons like other vendors, so his business is naturally not as good as others.

"Hey, old Duan." A man wearing a fur hat regardless of the weather is hot and cold. "Are you going to stay here to do business later?"

Lao Duan asked him, "What do you think?"

The man wearing a fur hat snorted, "I don't pay the money. At worst, I can go to other places to do business. Anyway, the things here are not easy to sell now."

Lao Duan nodded, "I'm right. The most biased place actually has to pay 30 yuan in rent. Isn't this a lion's mouth?"

"That's it! I don't know which grandson came up with it."

The two of them cursed for a while, and the man wearing a fur hat curled his lips and said, "I'll go find out what Lao Chen means, he must not stay here in a mess."

"You go, I'll ask the others."

After the two separated, Lao Duan seemed to have looked back inadvertently.

Life is like a carving knife, enough to cut an honest and honest man into a smooth and cunning way.

How much is the rent? This is a formal job at the train station. It can only be bought for at least a few hundred yuan outside.

What's more, even if you make less money now than before, you can still make back the rent.

He was crazy and missed this opportunity.

Take a try and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle. How could Lao Duan not understand such a simple truth?
Chapter completed!