"The air outside is so fresh. This girl has been lying on the hospital bed for the past few months, guarding such a small house every day, but she is so tired that she almost lie down."

Liu Jun walked to the hospital door with a wounded leg that had not yet recovered, and took a deep breath of fresh air, without the pungent smell of disinfectant.

After being injured for a hundred days, he could not stay there forever and should be discharged from the hospital. The main reason is that his wallet does not allow him to live again.

He didn't ask someone to pick him up, and even the discharge procedures were asked by the young nurse to help him run away. Due to various reasons, there was no family member. Liu Jun called the car and the inpatient department could not drive in, so he could only wait at the door. This was a small problem. At most, it was difficult to walk, and it was not that he couldn't walk, so he was completely unhappy.

Liu Jun slowly walked to the outpatient door and looked back at the various people in the hall. He couldn't help but sigh: There are so many people, just like they don't spend money on medical treatment.

I am really afraid that there will be no business and bankruptcy, but the hospital will not.

"Young man, what's wrong with your leg?" The master drove the car, seeing how inconvenient Liu Jun was when he got in the car, he even took the time to ask.

"It's nothing, it's just a fracture. It's not a big deal, it's just a little bump." Liu Jun grinned and did not take his injuries seriously at all.

"Yes, life is almost unsatisfactory, and a little setback is nothing," the master encouraged.

After chatting for a few words, Liu Jun was quickly sent to the community. In order to prevent Liu Jun from walking some roads, the driver kindly drove directly to the bottom of the building.

After thanking the master, Liu Jun got out of the car and went back to his place where he lived. He hadn't come back for a few months, and the house was still quite clean. He threw the procedures on the table and lay on the bed. Liu Jun didn't want to move.

The familiar smell was finally no longer the smell of disinfectant in the hospital. Liu Jun slept for a while, had some food, was bored and played with his cell phone for a while, and then fell asleep again, and he was dawn.

The next day, Liu Jun sat down on the sofa and pondered: There were still five hundred left in his pocket, and there was basically an annual bank card fee left in his card. With this economic condition, if there was no source of income, it was unlikely to starve to death on the streets, but it was still possible to starve to death at home. Looking back at the news, a man in a community starved to death at home because he had no money to eat. It was too embarrassing to think about it. No, he had to go out and see what money could work. Now this situation is so good.

Liu Jun came to the talent market and walked around and found that this was not good. Either he had to work a lot of exercise, but his own conditions were not good. Or he had to sit and use his brain. Although the conditions met the standards, he could not withstand the diploma not met. He wanted to have a bachelor's degree or above, and we were not qualified enough. He was so sad. Finally, he saw a recruitment: a high-end community property, recruiting security guards, a secondary technical school or above, not having tattoos, strong on-site adaptability, easy work, sitting-on work, salary of 3,000-5,000.

Alas? Isn’t this just for him? Is it because I have strong ability to adapt on the spot, but Isn’t it just that I have to be flexible? He can, and he doesn’t have to move around in this job. It’s great, Liu Jun feels that he needs to have a job.

"Hello, are you recruiting people, right? Are there any restrictions? What do you think of me?" Liu Jun walked to the recruiting girl and asked.

"We recruit people, but your image does not meet our requirements." The recruiting girl looked up and down at Liu Jun and said squintly.

"Yeah, okay." Liu Jun was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything else. It was obvious that the person had already refused.

Liu Jun had lost interest in continuing to visit, and was a little discouraged. He slowly walked out of the talent market and walked to the street outside. It was noon. He bought two buns at the bun shop next to him, bought a bottle of water, sat down on the bench outside, and started to enjoy his own lunch. He was eating buns, and an old man sat next to him. The old man looked a little stingy, not very good, but he was wearing a very high-end Hanfu.

"Young man, where are you eating buns?" the old man asked.

Liu Jun looked at the old man, then looked at the buns, and decisively took a bite of each bun. He muttered and replied, "Yes, do you want to eat it too? The bun shop is behind it, I bought it at his house." As he said that, Liu Jun shrank the buns in his arms and stayed away from the old man a little further.

"Don't panic, old man, I'm not interested in your buns yet. You don't have to hide it so tightly." The old man said with a twitching corner of his mouth.

"Old man, look at what you said. Are I a person who misses two buns? Even if you like my buns, I will definitely give them to you." Liu Jun said calmly. It seemed that the person who just took a bite on each bun was not him.

"Hammer, this little bastard looks very serious. If he hadn't stuffed a bun in two, I would have believed it," the old man thought to himself.

"Young man, I see that you just came out of the talent market and are in a bad mood. Have you not found a job?" In order to learn from the teacher, I endured it, and the old man's clenched fist loosened again.

"I didn't find it, it was not going well," Liu Jun said carelessly.

"I have a job, the salary is not low, the work is easy, and I am not busy usually. I can be busy for a while when I visit my visitor. Do you want to see if you are interested?" said the old man.

"What are you doing? Let me tell you, I'm poor, but I don't sell myself." Liu Jun moved to the side as he spoke, and got a little further away from the old man, and a pile of unsightly abnormal transaction content floated across his mind.

What a little bastard is thinking? The ancestor is here, what should I do if I want to hit him with a thunderbolt? Should I stop looking for an apprentice, and then I will hit him with a thunderbolt? Is it wrong to pass on the turtle shell and the astrological chart? It’s not this kid, how could the successor of my lineage be this guy?

The old man was very entangled and was fighting a series of struggles.

"Don't worry, what are you thinking about? That's all illegal. Besides, I'm honest and upright, how could I let you do that?" the old man said with a grudge.

"That's not necessarily the case. Bad people will not write bad words on their faces." Liu Jun said, looking at the old man's vulgar appearance.

"The monthly salary is 6,000 yuan, and I have no off work. If you have something to do, you can take leave. The work is simple and I guarantee that it will not be illegal!!!" The old man decided not to argue with Liu Jun and said directly.

"Six thousand a month? Are you sure?" Liu Jun said in disbelief.

"Confirm" the old man said impatiently.

"Old man, don't get me wrong just now. I don't doubt you. After all, we are not ugly, so it's not a bit vigilant.

"Then what, boss, when will I go to work? Where do we work? What am I mainly responsible for?" Liu Jun said humbly.

After all, his monthly salary is 6,000, and his average salary in a small town is only 4,000, which is higher than the salary of white-collar workers. As long as it is not illegal, everything else is easy to say. It is normal to have a better attitude for a high salary. You should respect the elderly and love the young. As for what you are not impressed by money, yes, that's not the time.

"Do you need to prepare time? If you don't need it, you will come to No. 89, Zhiyang Road to find me tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock. The job is to receive customers, occasionally do handicrafts, take a car, and be responsible for communication between the two places." The old man with clear eyebrows and amiable eyes said. That's right, it's the boss, and his image became tall and enormous in an instant.
Chapter completed!