Da Jiefang parked in the parking lot in the labor market. Along the way, there were many people standing signs on the roadside.

All kinds of jobs are available.

The foot strength Zhang Xu was looking for was in front.

These people are different from the technical workers in front of them, and they are mostly big and thick men.

However, after Zhao Jianguo led Zhang Xu over, he found that in addition to the strong man, there was also a thin man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

This person is different from others. Just by his decent clothes, it makes people feel a little out of place.

"We need a few feet to move the goods, five dollars in half a day, who will go?!"

Just when Zhao Jianguo went to help find someone, the foot strength was everywhere.

"I, I, I!"

"I have the strength!"

"I'll be two at one!"

......

Listening to these people's shouts, Zhang Xu's eyes were staring at the man with glasses standing on the outside.

The man was also shouting, but the voice was surprisingly small, as if it was a bit stubborn.

Zhao Jianguo quickly picked three out of the crowd.

"Zhang Xu, okay, let's go."

"oh."

Listening to Zhao Jianguo's words, Zhang Xu responded casually, but when he was about to leave, he walked towards the man with glasses.

"Hello."

When the man in glasses heard someone standing in front of him, he immediately felt excited: "Is the boss looking for foot strength?"

Who knew that as soon as he said this, he was ridiculed by many people around him.

This little body is probably not even half of it.

"I have a lot of goods here, can you do it?"

Zhang Xu could vaguely feel that this person should have lost his job and is now unable to find a job.

If there was no way, I would probably not have come here to make money.

"It's OK, don't look at me as thin as I'm a good person to carry goods!" The man in glasses said and gestured at his not strong biceps.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Xu waved directly and took him away.

Zhao Jianguo didn't quite understand, but he didn't ask much.

As the Dajie stopped at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative's shipment warehouse, Zhang Xu directly led his people to find Lao Qintou.

"Uncle Qin!"

"Yeah, you kid is finally here," Old Qin saw this and pointed to the wall clock on the wall: "I'm hurrying up, I'll get off work in two hours."

Zhang Xu responded repeatedly and handed over the Niulanshan in his hand.

Looking at the liquor, Lao Qin threw everything about getting off work behind his head.

Under the leadership of Zhao Jianguo, several people immediately went in and started to carry the fabric.

The fabric is like a book. It usually looks not very heavy, but when I get on my body, the thick portion makes the few people tired.

Although Zhang Xu was also carrying, his attention was always on the man with glasses.

The other party really didn't tell any lies. When the others moved, they carried a bundle. He also carried it on his own, just following a few people, and his steps were neither too fast nor too slow.

He was sweating profusely after just one trip, but after a few trips, he never said a word.

After three hours, Lao Qintou had already passed the get off work time and did not urge him.

The other three big men have already started moving for a while, but the man with glasses is still continuing.

"Huhu...I didn't expect that this kid's endurance is so strong." Even Zhao Jianguo couldn't stand it anymore.

Zhang Xu looked at the empty denim fabric in the warehouse, and then took a sweat, and followed.

After a few people got on the bus, they drove the evening sun to the warehouse in the suburbs of the city.

The rest along the way also temporarily allowed several people to recover.

The man with glasses sat silently on the way and did not talk to others.

When I arrived at the place, I took the goods much faster than before.

After placing the tray, throw one on top, and the person below will be responsible for placing it neatly.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when the six people finished their work.

When checking out, Zhang Xu was generous. He added five yuan to them.

The three big men were naturally grateful, but it was the man with glasses on the side who only drew five dollars from Zhang Xu.

This guy's principle made Zhang Xu stunned: "Wait!"

The man in glasses turned his head and stared at him and asked, "Is there still life tomorrow?"

"No, I'm a little curious. You don't seem to do this kind of work, why..."

“Lack of money.”

Before Zhang Xu finished speaking, he answered the question directly to the convenience.

"Then you only have five dollars?"

"As much as you agree, it's just what you say."

This guy made Zhang Xu interested: "What did you do before?"

"Accounting."

"Lacked?"

Zhang Xu's question seemed to have touched his sore spot. The other party did not answer, but just lowered his head silently.

Seeing this, Zhao Jianguo, who was standing aside, immediately smoothed out: "Actually nothing. Now, not only the state-owned enterprises in Dongguan City have poor performance, but I heard that the same is true in other cities. Half of the factories have gone bankrupt and laid off is actually good, at least they can make money with other ways."

The man in glasses still didn't answer.
Chapter completed!