Chapter 13 No. 13 Sugar Cane [-]
The last time I came to Rongcheng to go through the formalities, Song Shi and Xu Cuifang threw away all the old things in the house or sold them second-hand, and then placed a new order online, asking the eldest daughter who works at home to help receive the goods, and then Clean up the house.

Everything is ready.

They just need to pack their bags and move in.

It took a few days to tidy up the house, and Song Shi contacted Lao Zhang's so-called friend, but the other party smiled and didn't say a word.

There are no shortcuts.

It seems to rely on steady and steady.

He went out the next day and went around the various construction sites.

Rongcheng is a big city, and the real estate development has been particularly rapid in recent years. Although the wages are good, moving bricks is particularly hard. There are very few young men who are pampered and fine-skinned and tender.

Especially skilled workers.

Song Shi went to many construction sites, large and small, including many well-known real estate companies in the country. After comparing various aspects, he chose one of them, and showed his 30-year foundation in front of the project manager.

The other party is very satisfied.

The salary is calculated according to the standard of the second-level skilled worker.

"Actually, for a construction worker like you who has a lot of technical experience, if he has a certificate, his salary will be at least 100 yuan more per day. If he directly signs a contract with the company, all benefits are guaranteed, and he may even have the opportunity to enter the company's management. layer."

Pity.

People in their fifties should not even think about getting a research certificate.

But Song Dynasty is not the original dregs.

Yuan Zha is content with the status quo and does not think about making progress. He will develop his own potential to the extreme.

The textual research was originally in his plan.

He also asked some specific matters about the construction certificate examination. The project manager was surprised to see that he did not seem to be joking, so he said more.

"By the way, I want to ask if there is still a shortage of people at the construction site?"

Brothers fighting tigers, father and son soldiers in battle.

As an old man, he has to face the scorching sun, face the yellow bricks and sweat profusely to earn some hard-earned money. How dare you be a son, paralyzed on the sofa every day, drunk, dreaming and dying at ease?

Dang even said that there was a 25-year-old boy in the family.

"His technique is absolutely fine."

Seeing that he was patted on his chest with confidence, the project manager also said very straightforwardly, "Take him with you when you come, try it for a day first, and hire him directly if there is no problem."

"Row."

So, when Song Zidong was still lying on the bed bragging and playing games, his work had already been settled.

Poor baby, cherish your comfortable days now, because there is not much free time left.

Song Yuqing found a company to work as early as the third day after moving to Rongcheng, only a few stops away from home.

Xu Cuifang's heart was also ready to move.

no way.

The job opportunities around are densely packed, as if they are waving their hands to hook her.

There is a large shopping mall nearby, which sells everything, and the supermarket is also recruiting. She can't do anything else, but the fresh meat can always be cut.

She also went to the farmer's market and the policeman who sold fresh fish and poultry.

No matter how bad it was, it would be no problem for her to go to the snack street two streets away to wash the dishes.

A lot.

Also includes meals.

It's a beautiful thing to be close to home.

only--

Thinking of the old man who was reluctant to move in his hometown, she had a terrible headache.

At that time, the man will no longer put the responsibility on her head.

Forget it.

To be on the safe side, she still found a job first.

Song Yuhuan wanted to say she was happy when her family moved to the provincial capital, but she was not as happy as she imagined.

It smells far and near.

I'm afraid it will be more troublesome if we get closer.

Over the years, she has a deep understanding of her parents' partiality. If her parents want to suck blood to raise her younger brother, she will really cry.

Fortunately, apart from coming over for a few meals, my parents don't even have a phone call.

After a long time, she couldn't hold it anymore.

Send a message.

When I asked, I was stunned.

What?
The whole family went out to work?

So, I'm just a vagrant?
Nothing else, just a little wooden face.

(End of this chapter)

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