Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 1503 Career Introduction
"Look, another countryman is in a daze..."

A sentence floated into his ears inadvertently, Lin Ming was originally deaf to it, until he realized that several people's eyes were on him before he realized that it was him.Turning his head to look, he saw three or four children laughing and pointing at him while licking and carrying candy sticks.His face turned red -- although he is in Foshan, Foshan is one of the "Four Great Towns in the World" comparable to the thoroughfare of the capital, and its prosperity is comparable to that of Guangzhou.I am also a "romantic person" who knows everything about poetry, books, wine and chess. Not to mention in Foshan, even the whole of Guangzhou is considered a small and well-known "fashionable person". Now he is regarded as a "countryman" by a few children.

Seeing that Lin Ming noticed it, the children immediately dispersed.Lin Ming realized that he had lost his composure just now, so he coughed quickly and continued to walk forward slowly.The prosperity of Dongmen City is not beyond his expectation, after all, there are many busy streets like Foshan.On the contrary, the order here is good, the tidy streets and the "exotic atmosphere" of the houses left a deep impression on him.

Lin Ming looked left and right, and finally stopped in front of a shop with a signboard saying "Weimin Employment Agency".

He had inquired a long time ago and understood that the so-called employment agency was a "recommendation shop" run by a gangster.Kun thieves are generally pervasive, and they arrange everything, even the recommendation shop is run by the government.

"Needless to say, this Kun bandit must have a lot of redundant officials." Lin Ming secretly said, "It's just like the Great Song Dynasty."

Although Lin Ming was a hereditary military officer, at least he had read some books.He is quite concerned about the fact that the Kun thief claims to be a descendant of the Song Dynasty. Although he thinks that the Kun thief is just clinging, he still can't help comparing.

There are not many customers in the store, standing and squatting in twos and threes, chatting, eating, and some simply take a nap against the wall with their eyes closed.Some people also carry luggage rolls with them.Behind a row of wooden cabinets, there are many registered scribes, all wearing uniforms of uniforms.Above each person's head, there were words written on the wooden sign hanging: "Job Seeking Registration", "Employment Registration", "Certificate Issuance"... Lin Ming couldn't understand what it was, he just kept looking around and saw the wall. There is a huge black wooden board inlaid on it, on which there are many items written densely in white ash. If you look closely, they are all for labor, and if you look closely, there are categories written on it: "commercial employment", "carpenter", "clerk", "Laborers", "Industrial Trainers"...

Although the words and sentences are all in vernacular and vulgar characters, most of the words used are the "newspeak" promoted by the thieves, which is also very different from the vernacular.Except for carpenters, mechanical workers and the like who still understand, others can only guess and get a rough idea of ​​the meaning.

He stretched his neck to browse carefully. Among the jobs on the blackboard, "general workers", "agricultural workers" and "industrial trainees" were most in demand. Lin Ming roughly knew that these were all labor-intensive jobs. He didn't have the energy to go to his sister-in-law to gather information about the Kun bandits—he didn't come to Lingao to farm for the Kun bandits.

It would be better to have a job that is more leisurely and able to move around. He browsed the blackboard for a long time, and finally found a suitable job-a "copywriter" for a shop in Dongmen City.

"Copywriting" is nothing more than copying and writing, so Lin Ming can naturally do this job.He hurried to the nearest counter and greeted, "Sir..."

The person sitting at the counter was not very old, but he was old-fashioned. Although he shaved his head and changed his clothes, he still exuded the sour air of a down-and-out literati. He coughed and said in a tone: "Don't call me sir, call me comrade. Yes What's up?"

"Yes, comrade..." Lin Ming thought, what kind of title is this?Neither Zizhi Tongjian nor Song Shishi wrote, "I want to do that job—" He didn't know the Arabic numerals on it, so he had to point with his fingers.

The other party didn't look at his instructions at all, and asked without raising his head: "Do you have a work permit?"

"Employment certificate?"

"I didn't go to Window No. [-] to apply for a work permit first. Next!" Fake Kun dropped this sentence neatly and stopped talking to him.Lin Ming hurried to the counter with the signs of "No. [-]" and "Employment Registration".Here is a middle-aged girl with a pleasant face:

"Take out your ID card, literacy? Then fill out a form and register yourself."

Lin Ming registered his ID card under the guidance of the female fake Kun. After signing one document after another, he finally got an "employment certificate" and an employment contract.He couldn't help but smiled wryly, everything here really needs a certificate...

"Since you are literate, you'd better take the exam for a Type C diploma. Otherwise, your educational level will only count as 'literacy'. If you don't have an educational level certification, your employment will be greatly restricted." The female fake Kun was enthusiastic and introduced him to take the exam.Due to the rapid increase in the number of immigrants, the C-diploma exam has been increased from once every three months to once a month.

Lin Ming was only vague. Although he didn't know what a Type C diploma was, he knew from the conversation that it was an exam organized by the thieves.If you pass the exam, you will be given a "diploma". Isn't this almost the same as "fame"?If I take part in the "false test", it will be a huge "stain" at that time, and if people know about my official position in this hundred households, I don't have to be a job.

The agency was just an "introduction", so whether or not Lin Ming should be used as the "copywriter" had to be determined by the manager of the recruiting "Hai Xing".The agency just asked him to go to the store for an "interview".

"If you say you can write and count, it should be fine. If you are successful, ask the shopkeeper of the other party to stamp it, and take it back for registration. If it doesn't work, come here to register, and our agency will give it to you. Looking for a job. Do you understand?" Fake Kun asked.

"Yes, little one understands. Thank you comrade for reminding me."

The work is done.Lin Ming went to the counter agency to introduce a long-term rental hotel "Wei Min Hotel" - it is said that it is also government-run, and it specializes in serving free immigrants who have just arrived in Lingao, and it is located in the narrow alley behind the agency.Going out from the back door of the agency is almost a step away.

Lin Ming walked halfway through the alley in accordance with the guidance of the fake kun from the agency, and saw a red brick building with three floors.The appearance is not so beautiful, it is as square as a box.There are many windows on the wall, and they are all equipped with glass windows.This kind of "luxury" was already exhausting for Lin Ming - it was the most common thing in Lingao glass.

The gate of the building is very large and stands on three stone steps.A plaque with white characters on a black background is hung on the lintel, and on it are the four characters of "Wemin Hotel" in regular script.

The door was open, Lin Ming stepped in, and a very complex smell came over his face. It was a special smell composed of tobacco, liquor, sweat and tattered clothes.This smell can often be smelled in inferior hotels.However, the smell of this Weimin Hotel is also mixed with a strong pungent smell - the smell of disinfectant.

The hallway is brightly lit, and behind the counter desk is a female fake girl also in blue, with a thick stack of guestbooks in front of her.The large wooden board behind him was covered with keys.There is a banner notice on the wall next to it: "People without ID cards are not allowed to enter!" A woodcut black-and-white picture is pasted under this sentence: several fake hair "for businessmen" twisted a man with a sly eyebrow and a bun. A white light shone on him, a man of the common people of Ming Dynasty, and there was a sentence in the white light: "Strictly guard against spies!"

When Lin Ming saw this painting, he couldn't help but tremble all over.Quickly calm down, took out my ID card and went to the counter to check in.

"Do you live in a bunk or in a private room?" the female foreman Kun registered his ID card and asked.

Lin Ming hesitated and said, "Can I take a look first?"

"Of course. The first and second floors are common shops, and the third floor is single rooms. The price is higher."

The first floor and the second floor are large rooms with unified shops.The shape of the rooms are all long tubes, with bunk beds. There are ten bunk beds in a room, which can accommodate 20 people.There are lockers against the wall, one for each person, which can be used to store personal items such as luggage and clothing.

Although it is a large room, the windows are large, the ceiling is high, and the ventilation is good, so although there are many people living in it, the smell is still within a tolerable range.

It is daytime now, and most people are going out to work, but there are also a few shift workers who are sleeping. Each bunk has an independent cloth curtain, which is self-contained when pulled up.

There were big "quiet" characters painted on the wall, and there were many pictures pasted on it. Lin Ming didn't bother to look at it—he just took a look and felt that this shop was not suitable. It wasn't that he disliked the poor conditions. To save people, you can't do everything under the nose of others.It is said that there are a lot of undercover agents, and it is hard to guarantee that none of these residents have their eyeliners.

"I'd better live in a single room..."

"Okay, I'll take you up there."

The room on the third floor is very small, a bed takes up [-]% of the floor, and 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 "second and a half".But the windows are bright and clean.

"Let's just go here." Lin Ming looked at it, and found that it would be easy to fall on the roof of the second floor next to him if he opened the window of this room. If he needed to sneak in and out, it would be a passage, so he decided to rent this room immediately. up.It was agreed to rent it for three days first-if the "Haixing" did not provide accommodation, the lease would be renewed.

"The washroom and toilet are at the end of the corridor, and the showers go to the bathroom on the first floor." The female fake Kun introduced one by one, "The hot water is only available from [-] am to [-] am in the morning and evening. Cold water is available throughout the day."

"Thank you comrade."

"You're welcome," said the fake girl, "it's inconvenient for you to live and work locally in this outfit. I suggest you go get a haircut and change your clothes."

"This one……"

"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 to eat - there are all there."

(End of this chapter)