"Look, there is another countryman in a daze..."
A word drifted into his ears inadvertently. Lin Ming turned a deaf ear to it at first. It was not until he realized that several people were looking at him that he realized that it was him. When he turned around, he saw three or four children licking each other.
He was holding a small candy stick and pointing at himself with a smile. He couldn't help but blush - although he was in Foshan, Foshan was one of the "four major towns in the world" comparable to the main thoroughfares, and its prosperity was comparable to Guangzhou. I
He is also a "fashionable figure" who knows everything about poetry, literature, wine and chess. Not to mention in Foshan, he is considered a small and well-known "fashionable figure" in the entire Guangzhou Prefecture. Now he is actually regarded as a "countryman" by several children.
When the children saw Lin Ming's discovery, they immediately dispersed. Lin Ming realized that he had lost his composure just now, coughed quickly, and continued to walk forward slowly. The prosperity of Dongmen City was not unexpected, after all, Foshan
There are many such busy streets. However, the good order here, the cleanliness of the streets and the "exotic style" of the houses left a deep impression on him.
Lin Ming looked left and right, and finally stopped in front of a store with a sign that read "Weimin Employment Agency".
He had already understood through inquiry that the so-called employment agency was a "recommendation shop" run by the thieves. The thieves were generally pervasive and took care of everything. Even the recommendation shops were run by the government.
"Needless to say, this traitor must have a lot of redundant officials and officials." Lin Ming said secretly, "It is no different from the Great Song Dynasty."
Although Lin Ming was a hereditary military officer, he had read some books at least. He was quite concerned about the fact that Kun Thief claimed to be a descendant of the Song Dynasty. Although he felt that Kun Thief was just clinging to others, he could not help but make comparisons.
There were not many customers in the store. They were standing and squatting in twos and threes, chatting. Some people were eating, and some simply took a nap against the wall with their eyes closed. Some people even brought luggage rolls with them. Behind a row of wooden counters, people sat
There were many registration clerks, all wearing uniforms of the same color. Above each person's head, a wooden sign hung with the words: "Job Registration", "Employment Registration", "Certificate Issuance"... Lin
Ming couldn't understand what it was. He just kept looking around and saw a huge black wooden board inlaid on the wall. There were many entries densely written in white gray on it. If you look closely, they are all made by people. If you look carefully, there are also scratches on it.
Although the words are all in vernacular and in vulgar Chinese, most of the words are in "Newspeak" promoted by Kun Zei, which is also very different from vernacular. Except for carpenters, laborers and the like, they can understand it, but others can only guess.
You may have an idea of what it means.
He craned his neck and carefully browsed the jobs on the blackboard. "General workers," "agricultural workers," and "industrial trainees" were in greatest demand. Lin Ming roughly knew that these were all hard-working jobs. If he did it, he might be in trouble.
He didn't have much energy to go to his sister-in-law to collect information about the Kun thief - he didn't come to Lingao to work on the land for the Kun thief.
It would be best to have a job that is more leisurely and allows you to move around. He browsed the blackboard for a long time and finally found a suitable job - a store in Dongmen City was recruiting a "copywriter".
"Copywriting" is nothing more than copying and writing, and Lin Ming is naturally capable of doing this job. He quickly walked to the nearest counter and greeted: "Sir..."
The man sitting at the counter was not old, but he was very old-fashioned. Although he had shaved his head and changed his clothes, he still gave off the poor and sour atmosphere of a down-and-out scholar. He coughed and said in a low tone: "Don't call me sir, call me comrade. Yes.
What's up?"
"Yes, comrade..." Lin Ming wondered what kind of title this was. It was not written in Zizhi Tongjian or Song Dynasty History. "I want to do that job -" He didn't recognize the Arabic numerals on it, so he had to point with his fingers.
.
But the other party didn't even look at his instructions and asked without raising his head: "Do you have an employment certificate?"
"Employment permit?"
"I didn't go to window No. 1 to apply for an employment certificate first. Next!" Fake Kun dropped this sentence neatly and stopped talking to him. Lin Ming hurried to the sign with "No. 1" and "Employment Registration" painted on it.
In front of the counter, here is a middle-aged woman, but she has a pleasant face:
"Take out your ID card and read it? Then fill out a form to register yourself."
Lin Ming registered his ID card under the guidance of the female fake Kun, and after signing one document after another, he finally got an "Employment Certificate" and an employment contract. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, this place is really
You need documents for everything you do...
"Since you are literate, you'd better take the C diploma. Otherwise, your educational level will only be considered as 'literacy'. Without certification of educational level, your employment will be greatly restricted." The female fake Kun was enthusiastic and introduced him to take the exam. Due to the sharp increase in the number of immigrants,
, the C Diploma Examination has been increased from once every three months to once a month.
Lin Ming was just vague. Although he didn't know what a C diploma was, he knew from the conversation that it was an exam organized by the thieves. Anyone who passed the exam would be given a "diploma". Isn't this the same as "fame"? What if he
If you take part in the "fake examination", it will be a huge "stain". If others find out about your worldly position, you will no longer need to take it.
The agency is just an "introduction", so whether or not Lin Ming should be used as the "copywriter" has to be determined by the shopkeeper of the "Haixing Hao" who is recruiting workers. The agency just wants him to go to the store for an "interview".
"You said you can write and do calculations, so it should be no problem. If you succeed, ask the shopkeeper to stamp it and take it back for registration. If not, come here to register, and our agency will give it to you.
Looking for someone to live with? Do you understand?" Fake Kun asked.
"Yes, I understand. Thank you, comrade, for reminding me."
The work was finally done. Lin Ming went to the counter to introduce a long-term rental hotel called "Weimin Hotel" - it is said to be a government-run hotel that specializes in free immigration services for new arrivals in Lingao. It is located behind the agency.
It's in a narrow alley. Go out from the back door of the agency and you can almost reach it with just a few steps.
Lin Ming followed the instructions from the introduction office and walked halfway through the alley when he saw a three-story red brick building. The appearance was not very beautiful, it was as boxy as a box. There were quite a few on the wall.
Windows, and they are all equipped with glass windows. This kind of "luxury" has become aesthetic fatigue for Lin Ming - glass is the most common thing in Lingao.
The door of the building is very large and stands on three stone steps. There is a plaque with white characters on a black background hanging on the lintel of the door. On it are the four characters "Weimin Hotel" in regular script.
The door was open, Lin Ming stepped in, and a very complex smell hit his face. This was a special smell composed of tobacco, soju, sweat and tattered clothes. This smell can often be smelled in low-class hotels.
Yes. However, the smell of this hotel is also mixed with a strong and pungent smell - the smell of disinfectant.
The light in the foyer is bright. Behind the counter, a female in blue is sitting behind the counter. There are thick guest books in front of her. The big board behind her is covered with keys. There is a banner on the wall next to it: "
No one is allowed to stay without an ID card!" Below this sentence was a black and white picture printed by woodblock printing: Several fake "male men" twisted a Ming Dynasty commoner with sinister eyebrows and a bun, and hit him with a white light.
On him, there is also a sentence in the white light: "Beware of spies!"
Lin Ming couldn't help but tremble when he saw this painting. He quickly calmed down, took out his ID card and went to the counter to check in.
"Live in a common room or a single room?" the female fake Kun asked after registering his ID card.
Lin Ming hesitated and said, "Can you take a look first?"
"Of course. The first and second floors are full-sized bungalows, and the third floor is single rooms. The price is higher."
The first and second floors are large rooms with bunk beds. The rooms are all long-tube in shape and are equipped with bunk beds. There are ten bunk beds in one room, which can accommodate twenty people. There are lockers against the wall.
One per person, which can be used to store personal items such as luggage and clothing.
Although it is a large room with a bunk floor, the windows in the room are large, the ceiling is high, and the ventilation is good, so even though there are many people living there, the smell is still within a tolerable range.
It's daytime now, and most people are out working, but there are also a few shift workers sleeping. Each bunk has a separate curtain, which is pulled up to form a unified structure.
There was a large word "quiet" painted on the wall, and there were many paintings pasted on it. Lin Ming had no intention of looking at it - he took one look and felt that the shop was not suitable. It was not that he disliked the poor conditions. He had to find a way to find a solution in Lingao.
When rescuing people, you can't do everything under the eyes of others. It is said that the thieves have many spies, so it is difficult to guarantee that there are no informants among these residents.
"I'd better live in a single room..."
"Okay, I'll take you up."
The room on the third floor is very small. A bed occupies 30% of the floor. The extremely simple furniture is a table, a chair and a cabinet. The ceiling is also very low - in fact, the third floor is actually the "second and a half floor". However,
The windows are open and bright, and it is very clean and tidy.
"This is it." Lin Ming looked at it and found that it was easy to climb out of the window of this room and fall onto the roof of the second floor next to it. If he needed to sneak in and out, it would be a passage, so he decided to rent this room right away.
Yes. We agreed to rent it for three days first - if the "Haixing" does not provide accommodation, we will renew the lease.
"The bathroom and toilet are at the end of the corridor, and you can take a shower to the bathroom on the first floor." The female prosthetic introduced one by one, "Hot water is only available from 6 to 8 o'clock in the morning and evening. Cold water is available all day long."
"Thank you very much, comrade."
"You're welcome," the female fake girl said, "It's not convenient for you to live and work here in this outfit. I suggest you get a haircut and change your clothes."
"this……"
"It's okay. If you want to eat, turn left when you go out. There is a public canteen in the second alley. It's easy to go to a stall or a small restaurant if you want - they are all there." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, novels are better. Update faster!