Chapter 1156 Anxiety

When Cheng Zhong walked to the construction site wearing a hard hat, he was inevitably a little excited. Life reversals often come unexpectedly, and after years of suffering, he now finally feels a sense of relief.

When Cheng Zhong was young, he just caught up with the wave of layoffs, and his parents lost their jobs in panic as if they were sentenced. Many people have spent half their lives in state-owned factories, and they don't know what to do when they leave their original positions.

In the wave of laid-offs, those with quick brains can only work as self-employed workers, and those who can't save face can only sigh at home. At that time, young girls in the Northeast were looked down upon, because tall and hot Northeast girls were indispensable in all kinds of feasting and feasting venues in the north and south of the country.

Cheng Zhong managed to find a job in a state-owned enterprise, but within a few years he was pushed to the society to find his own way out. Now more than ten or twenty years later, he has done more than twenty or thirty kinds of work. From the good guy he used to be to a sad-faced middle-aged man, the kids are in their teens, but he's still the same.

"No matter how hard it is, the child can't suffer." When Cheng Zhong brought his son to Radiant Middle School, he made a great determination. He suffered from the lack of education back then. When he was young, he thought he could take over his father's position, but he found out that relying on no one is worse than relying on himself. Going to university these days is the easiest way to get ahead.

Now every time I hear someone say that studying in university is very hard, Cheng Zhong wants to knock this kind of person on the head and talk to him about the suffering in society—the hardship in university can be expressed, but the suffering in society needs to be explained. How to say?

It's just that when they arrived at Radiation Middle School, a ladle of cold water was poured on Cheng Zhong's head. When rumors spread, he was already one step too late. Buying a house to exchange for a degree is a foregone conclusion. A house of more than 200,000 yuan is not worth mentioning in a big city, but it is not a small amount of money in Tianyang, a small fourth- and fifth-tier city.

The idea of ​​free enrollment was also shattered by the reality, but Cheng Zhong accidentally got a formal job in the engineering team of "Wasteland Trade". It's funny to say, this is the first time he has a serious job with five social insurance and one housing fund in so many years.

Cheng Zhong is not a high-end talent, at most he is experienced, works hard, and is just an ordinary person. But the 'Wasteland Trade' is really rich and powerful. After the job is settled, it is completely high-standard and provides him with a full set of welfare guarantees.

"Speaking of which, our company is really interesting, at least the food is nothing to talk about." Cheng Zhong said to the workers with a smile. When he got up from the dormitory on the construction site in the morning, the construction team actually provided him with a rich breakfast. The meat, egg and milk tube is enough, open to eat.

Really haven't seen this anywhere else.

"Hey..., you will soon understand the way of 'Wasteland Trading'." There was an older old worker next to him, seeing that Cheng Zhong looked like a bumpkin, and laughed jokingly.

"What is the way of doing things 'Wasteland Trading'?" Cheng Zhong had only heard of 'Wasteland Trading', but he really didn't know the details of this company.

"Mr. Yuan is happy when he gives money, and he is also happy when he is urging his life." The old worker drank a cup of yogurt, wiped the white putty from the corner of his mouth, turned his head and pointed to a group of buildings in the distance and said, "See how many buildings there are? "

"What's wrong?" Cheng Zhong said that he saw it.

"The research institute of Lanchen Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. only took three months for the main building. The total construction cost of the entire park is nearly 2 billion, and it was completed in half a year. The 'Wasteland Trade' is very willing to spend money in order to rush the construction period, but if you do not do well, He is also very ruthless when dealing with people."

"I worked there for half a year, and almost squeezed my old bones dry." When the old worker said this, he said with a smile: "I earned 70,000 to 80,000 yuan in those half a year, and life is much better."

"Earn 70,000 to 80,000 in half a year?" Cheng Zhong almost popped his eyes. He looked the old workers around him up and down again, and asked weakly in a low voice: "Are you at the supervisory level?"

"What supervision?" The old worker laughed, "I only work on excavators. If I go to other places to work, it can cost seven to eight thousand a month at most, but I can easily exceed 15,000 here."

Hearing the number '15,000', Cheng Zhong's hairs exploded, and his whole mind was filled with 'money, money, money'. The old worker pointed at the workers around him again, and said, "Ask the people here, who hasn't received a monthly salary of 10,000?"

There are twenty or thirty other workers with Cheng Zhong, all dressed in mud legs. They are in their thirties, and they all look simple and honest, but at the moment they are all cheerful. The most important thing is that many of them are under his little foreman.

So how much can I get a month? Cheng Zhong thought that his basic salary was only more than 3,000 yuan, but there was no upper limit on performance bonuses.

The old worker said with emotion: "Many of my friends went to the south to work, but they didn't make much money. There are too many people relying on the 'wasteland trade' to make a living. Now I persuade them to come back. Just wait and see." , The project in this campus is another big piece of fat, and many people will come to grab it."

As soon as the words fell, a large truck drove past the intersection. The car is full of large excavators, and you can't even see the side at a glance.

The convoy stopped, and a man who looked like a boss jumped out of the car and strode over and shouted, "Old Yaotou, you are here again. I have brought over a hundred construction machines for you."

The old worker who just spoke immediately greeted him with a big laugh. It seemed that the two parties knew each other well, and the other party was a boss who specialized in renting out machinery.

Two or three hundred people rushed out from the construction site, and Cheng Zhong also stepped forward. He, the small foreman, was also in charge of excavating an area. Without waiting for him to get close to the convoy, the boss who just got off the car took the initiative to approach him and greeted him with a smile: "Cheng Gong, I am old Xue."

Shake hands, silly, Cheng Zhong has never been called 'Cheng Gong'. But Boss Xue smiled very familiarly: "Brother, I will leave this batch of machines to you, help me take care of one or two."

A red envelope was stuffed in, judging by its thickness, Cheng Zhong immediately retracted his hand as if it was burning. It's not that he doesn't take red envelopes, but he doesn't dare to take them casually. I don't understand what's going on?

"Boss Xue, we don't know each other well, so I dare not take your money casually."

"Cheng Gong, I know that the 'waste soil trade' is strictly controlled, and it has no other meaning. It is definitely not to embarrass you. I also know that the construction period here is absolutely urgent, but I only ask you to use my batch of equipment. Take it easy, I can save millions in repairs alone."

In a daze, Cheng Zhong still accepted the red envelope. He didn't dare to open it on the spot, but with a pinch of his fingers, there were at least 10,000 to 20,000 inside.

My good boy... I received such a big red envelope on my first day at work.

Cheng Zhong saw that the old worker just now also accepted the red envelope, he hurried over and asked in a low voice, "Is this red envelope hot to hold?"

"Although you keep the money, don't pay attention to what he said leisurely. The important thing is to meet the deadline. Otherwise, the company will really not spare you." The old worker patted Cheng Zhong on the shoulder, "Mr. It’s equally heroic when money cleans up people.”

Cheng Zhong put the red envelope into his pocket, thinking anxiously: I seem to have joined some incredible company!