Song Wenjing handed Yang Yong directly to Yang Zhigang. The two of them were about the same age, and they were from the same family, so they must have certain topics to talk about.
He himself is still busy charging fees and selling things. The electronic watch only sold for a few yuan after three days. This is not going to work. He wants to withdraw the funds as soon as possible.
That afternoon, Yang Yong reluctantly left the video hall until all the videos were played.
"Brother Wenjing, are there three movies to be shown tonight?" Yang Yong looked excited and looked at Song Wenjing expectantly. Even his title changed from Song Wenjing to Brother Wenjing.
The age difference between the two is not big. Song Wenjing is still a few months away from his 20th birthday, while Yang Yong is almost 19. It's just that Song Wenjing speaks and acts with a mature look, which makes people ignore him.
actual age.
"I'm sure there's no problem here. As long as your family agrees and you come over every day, it doesn't matter to me."
It was obviously the first time Yang Yong watched the video, and he was immediately fascinated. He wished he could soak in it every day.
"It doesn't matter, I'll tell my dad that I'll help you look after the store at night. It's not safe for Zhigang alone." Yang Yong seemed to have already thought of the reason, and even used Song Wenjing and Yang Zhigang as shields.
Song Wenjing shrugged, "As long as you take care of the parents, there's no problem for me to take the blame for you. However, we have to make an agreement that you have to stay on my side and don't cause me any trouble. Also, help me sell things when you have time.
I will also pay you a salary based on Zhigang’s salary.”
With movies to watch and wages to pay, Yang Yong, who is a boy by nature, was immediately happy. At this time, he also forgot about his dream of becoming a police officer, and instead fell into the movies.
This situation is normal, especially for young people. After a while, if this continues every day, he will get tired of it.
Yang Yong went back happily. He even moved a quilt that night and planned to stay here at night to accompany Yang Zhigang.
With the two of them here, Song Wenjing went home early to rest in the evening.
Every night, he has to consolidate the knowledge he learned during the day. In addition, he needs to read and study the books Zhang Wenyuan lent him to enrich his abilities in all aspects.
Early the next morning, after Song Wenjing went to learn from his master, he came to the video room.
"Brother Wen Jing, why do you show those videos in your video hall? They're too boring."
As soon as Song Wenjing arrived at the door of the video hall, he was caught red-handed by Yang Yong.
Seeing Yang Yong still blushing, Song Wenjing couldn't help but feel funny. Young people, this is also knowledge, so learn more.
Thinking about it in my heart, I would not say this with my mouth, and I would even have to pretend to be deaf and dumb.
"What is it? Did you explain something clearly? You grabbed me as soon as I came here, and I haven't even figured out the situation yet." Song Wenjing said perfunctorily.
"You don't have to pretend to be stupid. I'm not a fool either. I've never eaten pork, but haven't I seen a pig running?" Yang Yong exposed Song Wenjing's face on the spot.
Song Wenjing didn't care about this, and even turned to the general and said: "Have you ever seen a pig running? Tell me, what kind of pig running is it?"
Who was Song Wenjing afraid of in a quarrel? He immediately talked about Yang Yong and blushed again.
"I'm too lazy to tell you. I'll sue my dad later and tell you that you're messing around. What do you do?" After saying that, Yang Yong ran away without looking back, ignoring Song Wenjing who was still chasing behind him.
asked him.
You little brat with a thin skin can't stand Song Wenjing's question.
But Song Wenjing actually had no experience. Even if he had experience in falling in love, it could only be regarded as a failure.
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Time passed by, and suddenly, nearly a month had passed.
In this month, the business of the video hall has been booming. Except for the usual daytime, when there are not many people, at night, the seats are basically full.
Song Wenjing even specially ordered another bench to meet his request.
At this time, the entire video hall seemed overcrowded. The originally spacious aisle was already filled with people. Even if they wanted to leave room for peeing, they had to squeeze out.
During this period of time, Song Wenjing had completely given up collecting rags. Even the work of collecting eggs had been selflessly dedicated to his second uncle Song Jianping.
Of course, you will definitely make it clear what you need to instruct. The bread factory still has to pay a lot of the expenses. These cannot be omitted, otherwise why would they let you continue to do this?
In terms of performance, Song Jianping did a good job.
As a result, Song Jianping's income has more than doubled, with an income of more than 100 yuan every month.
However, compared to Song Wenjing, it is a drizzle. Now he has at least more than 200 yuan in income every day, and the most is even 300 yuan. I believe that by the end of this month, he will be able to pay off all the debts.
There is even a surplus.
As for Yang Yong, he has completely fallen in love with this job.
I sleep with Yang Zhigang until I get up at ten o'clock every day, and then help clean up. After lunch, I start to help Song Wenjing sell tickets and sell things.
And you can see different movies every day, and you can often see movies that are quite ambiguous to young people.
Before, he had always been serious, but now he no longer had that tone when talking to others. Instead, following Song Wenjing, he gradually became more eloquent, and even occasionally became glib.
Seeing Yang Yong's change, Song Wenjing didn't know whether it was good or bad. Anyway, he said what should be said and what shouldn't be said. As for what would happen in the end, he had no way to control it.
With Yang Yong joining, he has more time to learn skills from his master. Now, his skills have begun to improve by leaps and bounds. According to Shang Shaohua, if this continues, he will be able to start training by the end of the year at most.
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It's not that Song Wenjing's current level is beyond the reach of Shang Shaohua, but that he will need to practice hard in the future. He needs to try to carve some finished products by himself every day, starting from the simplest things.
Practice makes perfect, that's how it is for their industry.
On this day, before nine o'clock in the evening, Song Wenjing called Yang Yong and Yang Zhigang.
"Zhigang, this is your salary for this month, please keep it." Song Wenjing handed over the 150 yuan in his hand.
"Ah?" Yang Zhigang looked at the banknotes in his hand and said in surprise, "Brother Song, this is wrong with the amount mentioned before. It's too much."
"What's wrong? You've both been working very hard this past month, and I've seen it all. Now that I've made money, I will definitely send you a red envelope. So, you don't have to be embarrassed."
When Yang Zhigang heard what Song Wenjing said, he was immediately elated. In addition to being recognized for his work, it was also because this was his first salary. He was even planning to buy something for his parents.
"Yang Yong, this is your share. Although you came a few days later than Zhigang, you are very serious about your work and understand how to get along with others. In my opinion, these are all valuable." Song Wenjing said again.
He handed the banknotes in his hand to Yang Yong.
When it comes to money, Yang Yong is actually not very concerned about it.
He is the only boy in the family, and he has never lacked anything. He is considered to be well clothed and well fed.
What he is looking forward to even more is to be recognized by his family. Especially his father Yang Zhengqing said that his son has changed a lot during this period. He feels like a different person, and even flatters him. This is very different from the previous one.
For Yang Yong, he is completely different.
"Thank you, Brother Wen Jing. How about I treat you to dinner?" Yang Yong shook off the banknotes in his hand and said proudly.
"You should use this money to buy some gifts for your parents and sister. Okay, I'll go back first, and you don't want to be too late."
Song Wenjing directly rejected Yang Yong's proposal and chose to go home and read a book.
Early the next morning, Song Wenjing went to study with his master as usual. At noon, he rushed to the video room.
"What's going on? Why does it smell so bad?"
Song Wenjing smelled a pungent smell as soon as he arrived at the door of the video hall. Yang Zhigang and Yang Yong were still fetching water, washing the door and walls.
Seeing Song Wenjing coming over, Yang Zhigang stepped forward with a mournful face and said, "Brother Song, in the middle of the night last night, someone came outside our door and threw feces. It was all over the door and the wall. The two of us have been cleaning it for a long time.