National Tide 1980

Su Jin's eyes lit up when he heard Bian Jianjun's words, and he felt like there was a bright future in the dark.

What else are you thinking about?

Why don't you worry about the street taking the lead?

Strength is a slave, it will come back when it is used up.

As long as it doesn't take up working time, everyone will think it's a good deal.

What's more, the more you work, the more you get, the more you work, the more you get, and there is no ceiling.

This is perfect for Su Jin who is in urgent need of money and has no place to use his energy.

So before Su Jin could say anything, Su Jin's master was already busy taking over his duties.

"Okay, I think this is a good thing. Jianjun, just go back and talk about it, and we must give Su Jin a chance. It's so difficult for him!"

And Bian Jianjun is not afraid of helping, he is just afraid of the same thing.

"Hey, don't worry when I do something. Once you ask, I will definitely get it done. The key is...Su Jin, you have to think about it. Don't let me say it and you won't go."

"No!" Su Jin immediately agreed seriously.

"I will definitely go, and I promise to do a good job! Brother Bian, I...I really don't know what to say...Thank you, thank you."

Bian Jianjun was relieved and expressed his satisfaction with a smile.

"Thank you for what? We are in the same unit. Isn't it normal for us to help each other when we have difficulties?"

Then he gave two more kind instructions.

"By the way, now that the matter is settled. As for the porter, you'd better stop doing it and resign immediately."

"That work is too tiring. You'd better take a good rest these days to recuperate your body and bones. Don't wait until it's time to start working. You lie down."

"Of course, I also know that you are waiting for the money, so I will try to help you and see if we can ask our neighborhood committee to advance you some money for emergency relief."

Of course, Su Jin was even more moved this time, and even his eye circles were red.

To be honest, on this day, all Su Jin could think about was Bian Jianjun's proposal.

Because he has long felt that his current way of living is no longer a problem.

Physical work was not his strong point, and the muscle soreness caused by being a porter even made his hands shake.

Now he doesn't even dare to do detailed work even during the day, which puts the master in trouble.

Coupled with the loss of blood and the loss of the body, it is obvious that one is exchanging one's life for money. It's not that he doesn't know this truth.

It can include rent, water, electricity, gas, oil, salt, firewood, father’s medicine money, sister’s book fees, and debts owed.

But they all forced him to carry on regardless of the consequences and overestimating his capabilities.

Before today, he couldn't stop at all, because life had to go on and he had to live on money.

If he wanted to stop, it would mean that his life would be unsustainable, and he would have to watch his father suffer from illness and his sister burst into tears with sadness.

Such mental pain was more unbearable to him than physical pain.

So even if one day he does it and falls down, it can only be regarded as fate.

Think about it, how ironic!

The action he took originally to maintain his survival turned out to be a way to kill himself.

If he really died like this, he would also become a laughing stock in the eyes of the little devils in the underworld, right?

But it’s different now!

As the saying goes, it is better to teach a person to fish than to give him a fish.

Bian Jianjun's advice gave him hope of getting out of his life's predicament and the possibility of escaping from the vicious cycle.

Looking forward, his road is no longer completely dark, but has light.

Even if it's tiny...

Things are going pretty smoothly down there.

I don't know if it's because Su Jin has already experienced all the suffering in this life.

God is tired of him and doesn't bother to play with him anymore.

Or maybe Bian Jiangong was the noble man he was destined to be, just to pull him out of the quagmire properly.

Su Jin went to work part-time in a sewing club. Only one day later, Bian Jianjun's reply came.

Not only did he contact Su Jin about working in the sewing club, but he also received an advance payment of thirty yuan from the neighborhood committee.

In this way, another five days passed until the sewing club opened successfully.

Su Jin officially joined the sewing club and became one of the first batch of twenty-two temporary workers.

Of course, since it is a temporary odd job, the time is completely independent.

As long as you have free time after work, you can go to the sewing club to do work at any time.

So on the first day when Su Jin went to do odd jobs in order to earn more money, he hurried to the grocery store to sell vegetables as soon as he got off work from the bathhouse, and then hurried home.

After preparing meals for my father and sister, I brought some food in a lunch box.

He picked up his father's original tailoring tools and ran to the sewing club.

As for the small courtyard that Ning Weimin rented, the three front rooms were temporarily lent to the sewing club.

Since these rooms face the street, they are not only convenient to enter and exit, but also have more sunshine every day.

The lighting conditions and thermal insulation conditions are the best.

And considering that most people work regular shifts, more people come to work in the evening.

Ning Weimin also paid for workers to double the number of fluorescent tubes on the roof and equip each workstation with a small green desk lamp.

Such working conditions made Su Jin feel happy when he first arrived. They were much better than he imagined.

Of course he understands that tailoring requires the most eyesight and requires sufficient lighting to be able to do it skillfully.

It's a pity that things in this world are never perfect.

The fly in the ointment is that the area of ​​these three rooms is not large, and the total area is only about 60 square meters.

There is a long wooden platform from one end to the other, and most of the sewing machines that have been brought here and there from the street are placed in a circle against the wall.

Coupled with the statistics manager's desk and everyone's stools, there is almost not much room for everyone to move around.

Su Jin sat down at the seat assigned to him and realized that if all the sewing machines in the room were occupied, the room would become a train of cars.

It becomes difficult for anyone who wants to go out to use the restroom or grab something.

In addition, except for Su Jin, almost all the people who come to do this kind of odd job are women around forty years old.

There are even some older aunties, half-old ladies.

The environment here must be noisy, and there will never be peace.

Especially when everyone is here, it's really no better than a bathhouse.

How can those aunties control their mouths?

When they meet, they often call each other "his Aunt Wang," "Aunt Cui," "old sister," and "old sister."

Then you have to ask acquaintances, "Have you eaten?" "Is your home fine?"

After sitting down to work, we still have to talk about what we ate yesterday, what we are doing today, and how to cook in the most cost-effective way.

If you don't, you'll just say that the parents are short-sighted.

She was sulking with her girlfriend today, and she had a quarrel with her mother-in-law yesterday.

You blame the men in the family for not doing the housework, and she blames the son for fighting and causing trouble outside and not making progress in his studies.

There are people who don't know Su Jin, and it's strange to see a young man like him doing this.

Come here to trick him and find out what's going on with him.

She even teased him on purpose, half-truth and half-lie, saying that she wanted to introduce him to someone.

In short, discipline is undisciplined, freewheeling, buzzing, and the environment is so messy that it makes people upset.

You know, although the work here is all about removing stitches, smashing stitches, sewing edges, making buttonholes and the like.

It doesn't require too complicated techniques, but it still requires care and patience to do it well.

These old ladies are chatting away, which is of course a bad factor that affects work efficiency and distracts people.

If I really make a mistake, it's easy to rework it, but I'm afraid it will ruin the clothes, so I won't be able to compensate others.

What's more, it's just ordinary clothes. The key is that Ning Weimin mainly arranged for people to modify those defective products of Pierre Carton.

Su Jin felt that these clothes were valuable based on their quality and style alone.

So he was very troubled by this. He was not used to it, but he couldn't help but worry.

He was afraid that he would waste such a good opportunity, not be able to grab a job, and not make the money he expected.

But then again, misfortune lies on the back of blessing, and blessing lies on the back of misfortune.

Under certain conditions and at a special time, bad things can turn into good things.

For example, Su Jin, who has lived so long and suffered so much, never thought about the unbearable experiences he had in the past.

At this time, some strange changes began to occur, which actually exerted a benign effect on him, making him better than others in his work.

This allowed him to still achieve his original intention of changing his destiny with his hands.