Chapter 123 A Room (1)
After graduating from N University, Bo Yan studied direct Ph. D. at the age of 26, and stayed on to teach directly after graduation.
He studied literature at university, and he studied film culture and art directly.
In terms of literary accomplishment, he will not be low. When it comes to professional theory, he can also speak clearly and logically. When he was in college, he went to communicate, and he was able to speak English and French.
—but Italian, he really doesn't know it.
"Fishing? Moving bricks?"
What the hell is this?
Xia Siyu pointed to this advertisement column: "That's right, it says urgently recruiting personnel, 100 euros per person for fishing, 50 euros per person per day for moving bricks. There is also a contact number."
Foreign blue-collar workers, such as plumbers in the United States, may need a hundred dollars for a casual repair. Of course, those are skilled technicians, and it is not so expensive to move bricks, but it is still possible to pay 50 for moving bricks for one day.
As she spoke, she actually called the other party.
The call was quickly connected. Halfway through the conversation, she turned around: "Can you swim? Can you drive a boat?"
Bo Yan nodded: "I have a diving certificate and a yacht driver's license."
Before the bullet screen had time to swipe "666", Xia Siyu asked again: "Then did you bring it?"
Bo Yan rarely got stuck: "No."
The program team didn't explain, this thing is not like a driver's license, ID card, passport, etc. Who will bring it when going out of Congress?
Xia Siyu pursed her lips with disgust on her face, and she asked again: "Then do you have a fishing license?"
Sea fishing abroad requires a license in many places, and you can go to a special office to apply for it. If you fish illegally, you will be fined heavily, and in serious cases, you will be deported.
It's not difficult to apply for this thing, you can do it online or go to the local office, but the program group asks to earn 100 euros tomorrow, obviously there is no time to prepare.
Bo Yan continued to shake his head: "No."
Xia Siyu hung up the phone. Although he didn't say anything on the surface, the disgust in his eyes was beyond words.
She made a second call: "It seems that I can only move bricks."
The job requirements are not that many, and I work from 1:00 noon to 5:00 pm. The local church needs to be repaired, so the task is to unload the bricks from the car and build them up one by one to facilitate the construction of the workers, literally.
Four hours, fifty euros, tired and no food, the locals are unwilling to do it, so they have to recruit.
But Bo Yan and she have no other choice, just bear hardships.
The work was settled in this way, and when they returned home after buying groceries, the two of them went to the church to inquire about the work. After showing their passports and work visas, the people from the church management office did not make things difficult for them. Just tell them to be there on time tomorrow. The rest of the work and shooting details are a matter of communication between the program group and the church, and have nothing to do with them.
When leaving, Bo Yan left first, and he found Xia Siyu's footsteps were a little slow, so he turned his head.
At this moment, the bell of the church rang, and she looked back. The setting sun poured in from the stained glass on the side of the church and shone on the statue of the Virgin Mary, inexplicably adding a sense of nostalgia.
He didn't urge him either, and silently waited for Xia Siyu to turn around.
The bullet screen is full of praise, and some people are boasting:
"Teacher Bo is really a gentleman, he stood quietly and waited."
"It seems that I want a husband like this who waits for me to come home from get off work every day."
Only Bo Yan knows that Xia Siyu's state is not right these few days.