Chapter 309

With money opening the way, the registration of the company went very smoothly, and there was no need for shareholders to worry about it.

Only Song Zhe has been annoyed recently that the orchard is about to be harvested, but there are not enough workers.

The wages have risen to 180 yuan a day, but there are still no recruits.

There is no way, the city is too small, and there are limited employment opportunities. Not to mention the young people are running away, many middle-aged people in their 50s and [-]s are more willing to go out to work.

No matter how you say it, working part-time makes more money than farming.

What's more, this year's live broadcast of selling apples requires workers not only for harvesting, but also for packaging and delivery.

Seeing that the day of harvest was getting closer, Song Zhe was so anxious that he wandered around various job markets all day long, but he couldn't find anyone to pick apples.

In desperation, he could only call Zhang Xuejiao, saying that it was impossible, and that the live broadcast of selling apples would be postponed until all the apples were picked and put into storage.

When Zhang Xuejiao asked, she realized that he was short of people.

I talked to Lin Zhiyuan during the meal, but the two of them had nothing to do.

It's easy to talk about lack of money, but where can you find people?
Especially in the apple harvest season, everyone has to pick. Not only Song Zhe is short of people, but other orchards are also short of people.

Zhang Xuejiao had an idea, and came up with a way: "Husband, if we let the people in the city pick it up by themselves, and then weigh it and take it away, is that okay?"

Lin Zhiyuan had no experience in this area, so he immediately called Song Zhe to ask what he meant.

Song Zhe directly denied it.

In Song Zhe's words, picking apples seems simple, but in fact there are many details that need to be paid attention to.If it is not picked properly, it is easy to cause a high yield but not a good harvest, and a year is equivalent to a waste of time.

He also said that there was an apple orchard that did this before, and the tourists who came in to pick it ate and ruined it. In the end, each family came out with a catty of apples to pay the bill. The fruit growers went in and saw that there were fallen fruits all over the ground.

Not to mention that some people will force their way and tear off the branches full of fruits. Next year, there will be one less fruit-bearing branches. Doesn’t this loss fall on the fruit growers in the end?
After hearing this, Zhang Xuejiao was very touched, and she even murmured to Lin Zhiyuan: "I found out, people, don't laymen guide experts, it's really useless except to make people laugh."

In Song Zhe's melancholy, the days moved forward day by day, but he didn't expect bigger troubles to come.

The frost fell on October 10rd, and it started to rain lightly on the 23st, with no sign of stopping at all.

On the 23rd, it turned into moderate to heavy rain.

Many roads in the city were flooded, and in some low-lying places, the water level even reached the waist.

It was the end of October, and the highest temperature on sunny days was only [-] or [-] degrees, and on rainy days it was only [-] degrees. No matter who stepped into the cold water, they would shiver with cold.

This morning, Lin Zhiyuan went downstairs and turned around, and found that the road in front of the community was okay, but from the news in Moments, it can be seen that the water level in the east from the district government to Nantang is knee deep.

The traffic police directed the traffic in the rain and lifted the covers of the sewer manholes along the street in an attempt to lower the water level.

As a result, the dirty water in the sewer gushes out, and the whole street is filled with the stench of the sewer.

Going further north is even more serious. The underground parking lots in many communities have been flooded, causing heavy losses.

The Lin family lives on the third floor, so the influence is not great.

But the Zhang family lives on the first floor.

Lin Zhiyuan went back and talked to Zhang Xuejiao, and she quickly called Liu Huifang, and learned that the neighbors had made a lot of sandbags for flood protection, and someone even bought quick-drying cement to help the neighbors build the threshold for free.

Now the front door is fine, but the backyard is a bit miserable. The vegetables that Zhang Jianguo worked so hard to grow have basically been soaked.

Zhang Xuejiao breathed a sigh of relief, as long as people are fine.

At two o'clock in the noon, the rain became heavier, Zhang Xuejiao and Lin Zhiyuan were standing on the balcony, worried, how to go out?

She will broadcast live in the afternoon, so she must not stay at home.

Lin Zhiyuan was thinking about the artificial lake behind, and wished he could fly over to have a look immediately.

What are you afraid of?

Zhang Fu called Lin Zhiyuan and said that the artificial lake was full of water and the surrounding mud was too soft. He had arranged for someone to drive the excavator to a safe place and wait until the rain stopped.

Lin Zhiyuan urged thousands of times not to work in this kind of weather, arrange for the workers to have a good rest, and take care of food and drink, not bad for two days.

Zhang Fu sighed deeply, and said that it was finally the weekend, but it was raining all the time, and there were only a handful of tourists who came to play, and they couldn't even earn enough money for the electricity bill these days.

Although Lin Zhiyuan was also anxious, he didn't show it, and comforted him: "It happens to be a holiday for you, you can look at the arrangement and let everyone take turns."

After he hung up the phone, Zhang Xuejiao hurriedly called Lin Tiantian to ask about the situation.

Except for Zuo Ting and Accountant Liu who lived outside, the others had already finished their lunch and all arrived at their posts.

Online stores have this advantage. As long as there is electricity and the Internet, business can continue.

What's more, Zhang Xuejiao doesn't need to deliver.

Thinking that Zuo Ting hadn't gone yet, Zhang Xuejiao called her again, and learned that she and Luo Yunlong were both at home, and the community was deeply flooded, so they couldn't go out for the time being.

Zhang Xuejiao thought of Zuo Ting's big belly, and was very worried: "You have such a big belly, don't go to the company, stay at home these few days."

"I'm fine, it's still early before the due date."

Zhang Xuejiao was afraid that she would not take it seriously, so she pretended to be fierce: "You listen to me, you are the most important thing in everything, stay at home honestly, don't come if you are not allowed!"

Zuo Ting has known her for many years, and knows her temper very well. Not only is she not afraid, but she also giggled: "If I am disobedient, what are you going to do to me?"

"What can I do to you?" Zhang Xuejiao urged again: "Stay at home, don't go out, be obedient."

Lin Zhiyuan looked at her sideways, thinking that you are also a pregnant woman, why can't you just be honest?

Zhang Xuejiao put down her phone and looked worried at the rain curtain. It was raining so hard that no one knew how many places were flooded.

Not to mention all kinds of car accidents caused by slippery roads.

Alas, the city is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more sewer pipes. As a result, when it rains heavily, you can see the sea.

Before it was time to turn on the heater, Zhang Xuejiao was only wearing a sweater. Lin Zhiyuan was afraid that she would catch cold: "Are you cold?"

"good."

Zhang Xuejiao glanced at the thermometer on the bookcase, which showed that it was only 14 degrees and the humidity was as high as 85%.

Just keep the windows closed.

"Don't stay on the balcony."

Just as Lin Zhiyuan finished speaking, the door to the second bedroom opened, and Song Xiuni walked behind the door to get her coat.

"Mom, what are you doing? It's raining so much."

"I'll go to the bookstore for a while." Song Xiuni had already started buttoning her buttons: "Your father is too cruel, I'm afraid he forgot to open the awning."

"Call my dad, and if there are still people in the store, don't go."

Song Xiuni insisted on going: "Isn't it just raining? I'll walk on the sidewalk, it's fine."

Zhang Xuejiao pushed Lin Zhiyuan from behind: "You drive mom there."

"No, what kind of car do you drive a few steps away!"

Song Xiuni said as she opened the shoe cabinet.

Zhang Xuejiao hurried over: "Mom, it's a waste if you don't have a car, let Xiaoyuan take you."

Lin Zhiyuan didn't want to go at first, but was glared at by Zhang Xuejiao, so he quickly changed his shoes and clothes, and went out with Song Xiuni.

As Zhang Xuejiao walked towards the balcony, she muttered, "What's the use of having a son!"

(End of this chapter)

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