C5 Reactivation

After chatting for a while, Lin Qiu suddenly couldn't help but ask, "That's right, big brother, someone like us …." "How much can you earn from a day's work?"

"Depends? We don't usually accept jobs that cost less than two hundred yuan a day. That's why you can't come here and disrupt the market price. Otherwise, we won't let you go. "However, it's still possible to catch up to a good employer for 300-400 days."

"Oh." Lin Qiu replied again, but didn't say anything else.

However, his hands couldn't help but touch his pockets. He only had a hundred yuan left in his pockets. If he couldn't find a job, then … You really don't know where to go?

At that moment, a huge commercial Buick drove towards the bottom of the bridge …

Seeing that an employer had arrived, he saw those fellows sitting around the lawn and playing cards, all of them sprinting towards the street corner like rabbits …

Seeing that they were all crowded together, waiting to be revived, Lin Qiu hurriedly got up and walked over.

The commercial Buick slowed to a stop.

These migrant workers who were waiting for death all had eager smiles on their faces. It was as if they were waiting to be selected. Some of them were even impatiently asking about it …

"Boss, what's the matter?"

"Boss, I know everything! I know both water and water!"

"I know everything too, boss!"

"Boss, I know everything they know, and I even know how to heat and welding!"

"…"

The group of migrant workers who were like him had their heads cut off as they crawled forward, all hoping to be able to take on this task. Lin Qiu thought he had no chance? After all, he was just a newcomer, he couldn't beat these experienced old guys!

The driver was a young man around the age of twenty-seven or twenty-eight. He was dressed in formal attire and was only wearing a black shirt.

On the passenger seat next to him was a woman in her thirties or so. She was full of charm and was wearing a professional suit, a white shirt, a short black skirt, elegant, imposing, and well-developed.

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"This girl is even better than that movie actress!"

"…"

The young man in the car looked at the group of migrant workers with a somewhat picky gaze, as if he was looking at a group of animals. Then, he whispered into the woman's ear, "Sister Lan, I think this place … "No way, he's too old, and they're all messy, so they can't get on the stage. Let's just forget about it, shall we?"

As for the woman called Sister Lan, she inadvertently locked her gaze onto the young man standing at the back …

In other words, Lin Qiu.

Judging from the look in that woman called Sister Lan's eyes, she seemed to have taken a fancy to Lin Qiu?

Then, sure enough, she whispered in the ear of the young man beside her, "There's a young man there."

Soon after, the young man in the car roughly looked at Lin Qiu and slightly frowned, unsatisfied. However, he recalled that Sister Lan had mentioned that kid, so after hesitating for a while, he reached out his hand and hooked a finger at Lin Qiu, "Erm …" You... "Come here."

Lin Qiu seemed to be in a state of disbelief as he stared blankly. He thought to himself, "This is only my first time here …"

The group of migrant workers also turned their heads to look at Lin Qiu in disbelief. Some of the f * cker turned his head in panic and said to the young man: "Boss, that guy's new. He doesn't know anything!"

"Right, right, boss, he really doesn't know anything!" Some f * ckers also agreed.

Fortunately, the young man in the car didn't care about them at all, because he only listened to Sister Lan. She said whatever she wanted to say, so he still looked at Lin Qiu and said, "Come over, I'm just telling you."

Actually, it wasn't that Lin Qiu was suspecting anything, but rather that Lin Qiu was also observing that young man on the carriage.

He looks quite dashing, but he is also a person of good character … Was it hard to say?

On the other hand, the woman in the car called Sister Lan had left a good impression on Lin Qiu.

Because of such a coquettish woman, Lin Qiu more or less had some illusions about her.

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Lin Qiu walked over.

When the young man in the car saw that he had finally walked over, he asked, "What's your name?"

"Lin Qiu."

Lin Qiu?

The young man in the car frowned in dissatisfaction, then carefully sized up Lin Qiu, as if trying to find something wrong with him.

Just then, the woman called Sister Lan in the car spoke to Lin Qiu in a somewhat natural manner, "About that …" "Get in the car, we'll talk about it in the car."