Chapter 17 The strongest education and the lowest type of work
The cold training base cannot experience the prosperity of the city.
A completely incomprehensible sensory contact made Wang Xueshan feel like he was trapped in a dream. A few days ago, he didn't even think that he would breathe the air outside freely and walk among ordinary people. From entering the training base, Wang Xueshan thought that he would stay in the training base for the rest of his life until he died in the battlefield.
The meaning of combat machines is, in addition to the training base, the battlefield, and the eternal two points and one line.
The talent market is not far away. When Wang Xueshan arrived, many people of the same purpose had gathered in front of the gate, chatting in groups of people from all over the world, and they were also climbing with fellow villagers. More, they were still surrounded by a row of bulletin boards with some recruitment information from companies posted on them.
A huge banner says that a certain group and a certain company will conduct a special recruitment here at a certain time.
Wang Xueshan looked at the date and found that it was half a month ago.
The talent market is also commercialized. Without removing this banner, I just want to tell all job seekers that they have good jobs and good companies to come to recruit. There is indeed a good effect of this type of advertising. The shocking power of these leading companies will make countless people rush to the fire.
On the bulletin board, there are many companies recruiting, and there are even more jobs.
Wang Xueshan frowned a little. He found something that embarrassed him. This was that he had searched all over the entire talent market. The minimum requirement was general workers, which was a junior high school or above. A slightly higher one was technical positions, which were high school or above. The minimum requirement was high school or above. The most common educational requirements were junior college or above...
Most of the people recruit in the talent market are better positions, such as secretary, etc., but the educational requirements are very high.
In terms of academic qualifications, Wang Xueshan was a wanderer since he was a child, and was taken to the training base. He received the most cruel training from the age of six. It was not until now that he finally achieved level z after fifteen years. What he learned was huge, but it was not recognized by the outside world because he did not have a proof of his academic qualifications.
Killing is Wang Xueshan's strongest skill, followed by language.
Look at the companies here. As an inland city, Anyang City has a very low demand for translation. Wang Xueshan looked around and found that there was no need to work in translation.
A few people who need strong foreign language skills are advanced technical professions, who need to understand design drawings, etc.
9 o'clock...
The corporate recruitment representatives in the talent market finally arrived, and the recruitment door was opened to the public. At the entrance, thousands of people rushed in. Those who had membership cards showed their membership cards and made a few strokes on the number of times to enter. Those who did not have membership cards would need to pay an entrance fee of 30 yuan.
Wang Xueshan hesitated a little, but paid the money and squeezed in with the crowd.
At the recruitment booth, countless people with personal information put their resumes on the booth they like, but no one knows how the effect is. This resume is just the beginning. As long as the recruiter thinks that your resume meets the requirements, he will notify the interview and only after passing the test can he get the job.
Wang Xueshan, with empty hands, looked at the resumes in the hands of young people and their high education, which made Wang Xueshan confused.
After walking around, he couldn't find a job as a translator. Wang Xueshan tried to ask about several positions he could barely do, but in the level of education, he was rolled and swept out. In 2004, he was still in an era of recognizing academic qualifications but not abilities. No matter how capable you are, if you don't have education, you are still a white tower.
...
"Zeus, I need a Chinese driver's license and academic qualification certificate."
From the talent market, Wang Xueshan's calm mentality also fluctuated a little. He finally saw some rigid management mechanisms of enterprises. The first level must be academic qualifications, and then he will talk about your abilities. In their opinion, only high education can lead to high abilities. No matter how high your abilities are, without the proof of academic qualifications, they will think it is a deception.
Staying on a street not far from the talent market, Wang Xueshan saw many people sitting by the street and sat down.
"China's driver's license is divided into a, b, c, d, e, f, m, n, p levels, z1. Please determine the level of the driver's license you are applying for. The following is the schools that can be provided, please choose."
As Zeus's voice sounded, the driver's license information first appeared in rows and appeared in Wang Xueshan's eye hole. There is nothing to choose in this kind of subdivision, such as m, n, and p, except that the three levels of m, n, and p are of no use to him. Wang Xueshan just glanced and chose a1. After all, a1 already includes other levels.
However, Wang Xueshan was a little hesitant about the schools provided. All the schools listed above were world-class schools.
For example, Peking University and Tsinghua University are just ranked at the end of the listed schools.
Wang Xueshan thought about it. After all, Peking University and Tsinghua University are domestic schools. Who knows if the graduation certificate provided by Zeus is the type to write to the file? If someone comes out of these schools, they don’t know that there is such a person, and it will be difficult to deal with it.
But the difference abroad is not that worry at all.
“Choose university of cambridge University.”
"Please select the department!"
Zeus transmitted it to the departmental division of Cambridge University. Of course, Wang Xueshan could not choose a major that he was too professional or did not understand. The most suitable one was the English department. With his English ability, there was no flaw at all.
After the selection was completed, Zeus's synthesized voice came: "The deduction of 20 contribution points is completed and it is expected to arrive within 15 working days. Please pay attention to checking."
"Zeus, are these documents real documents written into personal files?" Wang Xueshan asked worriedly.
"The certificates are all legalized and implanted in real files."
With Zeus's answer, Wang Xueshan finally felt relieved. Isn't this society required an education? He made a real high education for himself, or a returnee. For others, it was very difficult, especially those who could write to the archives. But for Wang Xueshan, it was a very simple thing. The only thing that made Wang Xueshan heartbroken was the 20 contribution points, and the charges were still as expensive as ever.
Wang Xueshan, who exited the eye hole, still had his eyebrows twisted together, and it would take 15 days to arrive at the ID card, which means that within 15 days, you don’t have to expect to find a good job.
It was not until now that Wang Xueshan noticed that in front of the people sitting next to this street, there was a piece of cardboard with some words written on it. Even people without cardboard were writing a few big words in chalk on the road surface of the street.
"Cementer, porter, fitter, electrician..."
Looking at these words, Wang Xueshan was a little puzzled at first. How could he have seen this situation?
A van parked on the edge of the street and walked down from above a tall and thin man with a black briefcase. He was wearing a suit and had a pile of oil on his hair, which even reflected light in the sun. With his appearance, Wang Xueshan could sense that the row of people sitting like him were all breathing a little more rapidly, and his eyes were looking at each other with expectation.
The tall and thin man lit a cigarette for himself first before coming over, looked at the people here, and lit it with his hands holding the cigarette: "You, and you, you, you, yes, you are talking about you, you have a salary of 80 packs, yes, get on the bus."
The person he ordered stood up without hesitation, then followed the other party into the van with joy on his face, and drove away again.
The person who was not called was somewhat sighed, and looked at the leaving van with a hint of jealousy.
Wang Xueshan was confused: "Is this an open-air recruitment site?"
Before Wang Xueshan could figure out the situation, another private car stopped and followed by an extended micro-faced car. A middle-aged man with a big belly got out of the private car and looked at the people here. After confirming that he was satisfied, he came over and started to select people. As long as the person he got was a little bit away, he didn't need to talk much, so he stood up.
"You, and you."
With dark skin, Wang Xueshan has strong muscles and his old-fashioned face, in the eyes of this middle-aged man, he is the best coolie, and he must be a person who only knows how to work. If you invite someone, who doesn’t want to hire such a person, you have no complaints, you are not picky about food or support, and you will work hard for you if you give money.
When Wang Xueshan saw him clicking on him, he pointed at him in disbelief and said, "Me?"
The middle-aged man looked at Wang Xueshan with annoyance and said, "Yes, it's you. Judging from your physique, the salary is 100 a day, including food and accommodation, and you can finish your work in about a week." He didn't say much to Wang Xueshan anymore, and he went to another person. He wanted a lot of people and ordered more than a dozen in one breath.
At this time, Wang Xueshan was not as happy as others, but could not react.
However, when thinking about his current situation, Wang Xueshan thought a lot in just a moment.
As a prototype, the ultimate combat machine cultivated by the organization is definitely not to allow people like themselves to live the lives of ordinary people freely. Just as when leaving the training base, the black instructor said that when there is a task, it is time for the original people to be needed.
A formal job requires a daily check-in. For Wang Xueshan, it is not the job he wants, because once the organization needs it, he must obey unconditionally. It is possible that the task is in China, and it is possible that the task is abroad. The time required is not fixed, maybe a few days, maybe half a month, or even a few months.
In this case, Wang Xueshan is not suitable for formal work.
However, the types of jobs of temporary work are different. He can experience the life of ordinary people when he has no tasks. He can leave without any concern when necessary. When he comes back, he can continue to find a copy of money. Wang Xueshan doesn't know whether it is lacking, but he still experiences a life that he has not experienced at the training base.
Wang Xueshan can do nothing, but he hopes to use this method to get in touch with this society.
In an instant, Wang Xueshan came out of his previous confusion in the talent market.
At this time, a slightly obese middle-aged man walked towards his private car, and the person who was clicked consciously passed by to the micro face. 100 yuan a day was considered relatively high in terms of the wages at that time. A rich man like this may not be able to meet one in a month. The person who was clicked was naturally happy.
After thinking it through, Wang Xueshan immediately stood up, followed these people in a few steps, and squeezed into the microface.
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