From a distance, Qiao Jinling saw Lin Xiaoxu greeting her in front of the stall. A girl just walked away from the stall, shaking her head and walking away.
"Sister, are you not satisfied with this job?"
Qiao Jinling hurriedly chased after her and asked. She wanted to know the real reason why the girl refused.
"Kid, are you talking to me?"
The girl was timid, wearing a fine velvet jacket and blue khaki pants covered with a layer of dust. She looked like she came from the countryside to find work.
"Yes, sister, I just saw you asking over there for a long time, why didn't you fill out the form? Do you think the money given was too little?"
Qiao Jinling's eyes were bright, clean, pure, sincere and cute, which made the girl take off her guard.
"The money given is quite a lot. But I still want to find an iron job, that is, a public job. Personal business is not reliable and may be over one day. I still have to earn tuition for my brother. If I can't earn tuition, my mother will
Want to marry me off."
The girl twisted her clothes with her hands. It was the first time she came to a place with so many people, and she was still a little nervous.
"Public?"
Qiao Jinling frowned. It seems that no matter what time, the place with the prefix "国" is more fragrant. Earning 1 cent with the public is still fragrant, but earning 100 yuan with an individual is nothing.
"Yeah, I just came to the city and I don't understand. I heard those aunts say that if you work with the public, you can guarantee the harvest during droughts and floods. Those individuals can't do it no matter how much money they give, because they might be finished one day, so why not
Won't you kick me out like a ball?"
The girl looked confident, as if she had gotten some inside information.
"Sister, which aunt said that?"
Qiao Jinling guessed that Ding Meilan was stirring up trouble.
"It's on the southwest corner. I think what Auntie said makes sense. Little girl, you can go and listen to it. People in this city speak well."
The girl said, carrying the small bundle at the bottom of the floral basket, she squeezed into the crowd again.
Qiao Jinling walked to the stall, observed a few people looking for jobs, followed up and secretly asked the reason, but they all felt that it was not as good as the state-owned ones.
"Dad, Lingling wants to buy lollipops."
"I'll go with you. Dad is fine anyway."
Qiao Xiangqian was also bored. He sat in a chair for a long time, always welcoming people with a smile on his face and then sending them away with a depressed look on his face.
"Okay."
Qiao Jinling took Qiao's forward hand and walked through the crowd. She randomly bought a lollipop and came to the place where the little girl pointed just now.
Sure enough, a lot of people gathered.
"Let me tell you, you little girls are new here and don't understand the rules of the city. As the old saying goes, gold and silver bowls are not as good as the iron rice bowls provided by the state. How can a small individual factory like that stand up to anything?
There are strong winds and waves, and if one wave comes down, everything will be completely destroyed. Think about it carefully, what will you do then?"
Even though the woman spoke in a lowered voice, Qiao Jinling still recognized that it was Ding Meilan.
"Sister, that leather shoe factory pays 70 yuan a month. Our hometown can't earn hundreds of yuan a year. The state-owned factory only pays 35 yuan a month, which is half the price."
A little girl with a round face hesitated.
"Look, you are short-sighted. You think he can give you this 70 yuan for free, and it must be a life-saving use. Needless to say, what if he doesn't pay you your salary by the time? Your little thin arm can be twisted
Can you outlast others?"
Ding Meilan continued to fan the flames, and the round-faced girl nodded ignorantly. She was unfamiliar with the place. If this leather shoe factory was living without money, what could she do on her own?
Qiao listened forward and backward, clenching his fists. No wonder there were many questions and few consents. It turned out that it was Ding Meilan who was behind the scenes.
"Dad, please wait a little longer. Let's listen to what she has to say. Let's see what everyone is worried about?"
Qiao Jinling took Qiao's hand forward and whispered. She now had an idea in her mind. What were these female workers concerned about? Let's deal with it one by one.
"But the newspapers have said that we should vigorously promote the private economy. Being self-employed is supported by the state. There are many self-employed people in our village, and they can make a lot of money. There must be some law to control them, right?"
These little girls are not completely ignorant. Nowadays, there are more and more channels for obtaining information such as newspapers, radio, radio, and television. They cannot be fooled by just a few words.
"This little girl is still knowledgeable. The country supports her. But there are some things that are hard to say."
Ding Meilan covered her mouth, wondering what kind of national secrets she was leaking now, and whispered: "Sister, after all, I am an old person, and I have experienced more things than you. This policy is determined by people. This is what it is today, but it may be like this tomorrow.
It's like that, just like frying a big pancake, maybe one side will get burned one day."
Ding Meilan's words made the little girls gathered in a circle look solemn. Although it has been open for some years, it is hard to say what will happen in the future. After all, it is better to rely on the big trees to enjoy the shade.
"Dad, let's go back!"
"Should we continue listening?"
"Don't listen anymore, I have an idea."
"You have an idea so soon?"
"Yes, Dad, let's buy a writing brush and big paper! By the way, we also need to buy ink."
Qiao Jinling's words left Qiao Xiangqian a little confused. This daughter was very weird, and he didn't know what she was thinking about. However, he found that every time he listened to his daughter's words, the effect was good.
The father and daughter bought something and returned to the stall. Lin Xiaoxu quickly stood up and said with a sad look on his face: "Sorry, Director Qiao, there is still no one."
"Oh, I can't blame the little girl. There was no one here all morning. When I heard that we were privately owned, I shook my head and left. If my brick factory can't recruit people, I'm afraid it won't be able to survive.
"
A dark-faced man sat on one side, his chin clean-shaven and his body bearing traces of working in the fields. He was probably someone who had just emerged from the bondage of the land.
"Lingling, please call me Uncle Hu."
Qiao stepped forward and asked Qiao Jinling to say hello, and the two of them sat down.
"Hello, Uncle Hu."
Qiao Jinling was well-behaved, her eyebrows were curved, and she said hello to Hu Suiqiang.
"Oh, no wonder Lao Qiao keeps talking about you and saying what a good daughter you have. When I saw you today, she is really beautiful and happy. Even if you have something to worry about, looking at such a little face, what else can you do?
So troubled?"
Hu Suiqiang is also very good at talking. In just a few words, he not only praised Qiao Jinling but also complimented Qiao Xiangqiang.
Qiao stepped forward with a smile on his lips and declined again. In fact, when others praised his daughter, he had already been happy, but he couldn't show it out of politeness.
"Lao Hu, are you still not doing well today?"
Qiao Xiangqian thought about business. After spending the past few days together, they had almost figured out each other's background.
"It still doesn't work. I've been paid up to 80 yuan a month, but there's no one. I'm surprised, why are state-owned units so good? They only give you a little money. Isn't it good to earn more money? Is it too much money?
Bite your hand?”
Hu Deqiang looked puzzled, but finally sighed heavily. It was really difficult to make some money!