Rebirth Craftsman

Chapter 405

In their hearts, they all hope that Li Hu can be treated like this.

Liu Xing knows that there may still be masters among these craftsmen, especially those ethnic minorities who wear linen clothes. At the moment, he quickly asked Gao Dazhuang to move to the table and began serious interviews one by one.

To be honest, he hadn't thought of all this at all.

The idea of ​​high-paying recruitment at the time was to fight back against Zhang Yan. How could I think of misunderstandings, which would attract skilled craftsmen like Li Hu to apply.

And people like Li Hu are now exactly the talents he needs.

That's why I won't quit him after a few days.

It will be treated well.

Of course, at the same time, I also hope that Li Hu can create more wealth for his bamboo products workshop, and both sides will achieve a win-win situation.

The next interview...

Most people's craftsmanship is not very good. There are still very few people like Li Hu. The minority people wearing linen clothes introduced by Zhu Xiuqing are not very good.

Because these ethnic minorities are all stonemasons, who specialize in carving tombstones with hammers and chisels, he is a workshop of stick products. If he recruits such craftsmen, he will be laughed at.

day.

It was dark soon.

Seeing that there were more than a dozen outsiders waiting for his interview, Liu Xing left after talking to Gao Dazhuang.

Because he really has no time to waste on the interview, let's let it go and let it come!

Even if the craftsman recruited last is not good enough, that's nothing. After all, being able to recruit a Li Hu today is already his biggest gain.

However, as soon as the front foot left the gate of the bamboo products workshop, Zhu Xiuqing on the back foot caught up: "Liu Xing, wait a minute! There is good news to tell you!"

Zhu Xiuqing had a happy smile on her face, her big eyes turned into crescent moons.

"Say!" Liu Xing stopped.

"That... the old Lin Mei workshop opened by Zhang Yan is closed!" Zhu Xiuqing whispered.

"Isn't it normal to close the door at night?" Liu Xing stretched out his hands funny.

"It's not the kind of closing. I saw Zhang Yan called several trucks and was carrying the equipment in the old Lin Zhuan workshop!" Zhu Xiuqing explained, "And Boss Zhong also asked Zhang Yan personally about this old Lin Wei products. The workshop is about to close, because...the people working in it all ran away."

"Ah...Is it because of our recruitment notice?" Liu Xing was not happy, but was a little worried, because Zhang Yan, whom he knew, would not just give in.

"I don't know this anymore. Anyway, starting tomorrow, there will be only one of us in the market!" Zhu Xiuqing smiled happily at Liu Xing, turned around and ran away, busy with her affairs.

Liu Xing watched her disappear into the night, turned around and left.

There is no way, this interview makes him have no homework yet!

If you don't finish it, I'm afraid he won't be able to explain to the class teacher tomorrow.

...

With the closing of the old Lin Zhuan workshop, many orders returned to Liu Xing, but he didn't care about these scattered small orders, and all of them were handed over to Zhu Xiuqing for processing.

And he took Little Peanut to the school.

Today is the 9th of May in the Gregorian calendar, that is to say, it is less than two months before the high school entrance examination.

If he has been busy making money for these two months, I am afraid he will not be admitted to a good high school at all.

So he couldn't be distracted anymore. He pushed all the things that should be pushed away, that is, the construction of the bamboo bridge in Xiangxi. He had all the power to leave to the village chief Wang to handle.

If there is anything unsure, please call directly.

I don't know why, Liu Xing really misses the developed communication network a few decades later. There are things that can be done at home instead of not even having a computer like now.

If he had a computer, his study would be much easier.

Of course, this was almost impossible for 1994.

Domestic computers should have appeared, but I am afraid that the expensive ones will die, and they have not been popularized, so it is better to stay in school and study in peace.

Pinewood Middle School is even more tattered than Liu Xing remembers. Many windows have only one empty shelf. When the wind blows, they can make a squeaking sound of falling apart.

And he was sitting in the third row by the window. Whenever the window made a noise, he was a little scared, worried that the window shelf would fall and hit him.

I only reviewed history for a while today, and the sound of the windows came again. Liu Xing was about to deal with it, but Zeng Qingjun at the same table reached out and stabbed his arm: "Hey! Do you know? You asked for leave this month, let us Squad leader Zhou Yan was seriously ill. It is said that because he had no money in the hospital, he was dying."

"What? When did this happen?" Liu Xing felt a little bit in his heart when he heard the words. This class leader Zhou Yan seemed to remember that he was a girl with weak literacy, and because of his good academic performance, there was nothing in common with him as a poor student.

But in the memory of his rebirth, he knew that Zhou Yan had a congenital heart disease. It was not serious when she fell ill in the third year of the junior high school. However, due to the poor family, her parents gave up treatment and finally died.

This matter seems to have nothing to do with him, but it is always imprinted in his memory.

Because Zhou Yan was only fifteen, she died at the age of a flower.

If this is a little sympathetic person, I am afraid it will be uncomfortable in my heart.

Besides, Zhou Yan is still his classmate.

Now being reminded by his deskmate Zeng Qingjun, the long-held memories of his junior high school days suddenly emerged like a tide.

He remembered that Zhou Yan was a very kind-hearted girl. If the students needed help, she would definitely be the first to help. Because of many facts, she was nicknamed "Little Bee" by her classmates.

"What should I do? Do you want to help Zhou Yan?" Liu Xing muttered to himself. Seeing the bell ringing after class, he made a decision immediately and got up and walked to the office where Principal Wang was.

If nothing else, he remembered that Zhou Yan had a fundraiser at school when he was sick, but because the people in Songmu Town were very poor, the effect of the fundraising was not very good.

He has now made a lot of money from being born again.

If you don't give Zhou Yan a little help as much as you can, I'm afraid you will have a conscience in this life.

Thinking of this, Liu Xing quickly quickened his pace.

President Wang's office is on the second floor.

Since it was the end of get out of class at this time, many teachers in the corridor on the second floor returned to their office. When they saw Liu Xing walk into Principal Wang's office alone, they all became a little worried.

After all, Liu Xing's identity is no longer a secret among the teachers.

If Liu Xing wants to sue them, I'm afraid he won't be able to eat.

To be safe, several teachers secretly squatted at the door of Principal Wang's office and listened with bated breath.

Liu Xing and Principal Wang inside naturally didn't know about this scene. They both sat down and chatted after a little greeting.

"Liu Xing, do you have anything to do with me? If you ask for leave, you don't need to come to me in person!"

"It's not a leave. I heard that Zhou Yan's illness is very serious. She also raised donations at school. I asked for leave and was not at school, so I wanted to make up for this donation!"

"It's useless, how much can you donate, one hundred or two hundred? I might as well tell you the truth, Zhou Yan's operation cost in the hospital is as high as four thousand. The Education Bureau once thought of helping solve it, but in the end it was not. result."

"Then I will donate 4,000, but I hope the principal can send the money to Zhou Yan's parents as soon as possible, so that Zhou Yan can get rid of the torment of illness as soon as possible!"

"You... are you sure you want to raise so much?"

"Of course, I can still donate this small amount of money, but there is a premise. I hope that only you and I know this matter!"

"No problem, I thank you on behalf of Zhou Yan, when will this money... be given to me!"

"Now! I have thousands of dollars on my body!"

"You... why do you carry so much money with you kid?"

"These are all pocket money, not much at all. Don't you know, the wages of my stick products workshop now cost tens of thousands a day!"

"Okay! I'll accept the money, do you want to make a note?"

"Haha...I am very relieved of the principal’s character. What kind of paperwork should be established! By the way! After the principal has settled Zhou Yan’s affairs, go to the market to find my father! Just say what I said and let him invest in one. Twenty thousand will maintain the doors and windows of the school. If it hits people, I'm afraid the consequences will be serious!"

"Good! Good! It's just that the maintenance of the doors and windows of the school doesn't cost 20,000!"

"The rest is the bonus for the principal and other teachers, anyway, there is no need to return it!"

"Okay! I know what to do!"

"Then I'm leaving now!"

...

Liu Xing opened the door of the office with a smile, but was shocked the next second. He found that the teachers of the entire Pinewood Middle School, except for a few, were all standing at the door with embarrassment in their eyes.

Liu Xing was also a little embarrassed, and ran away after smirkingly.

Although he knew that the content of the conversation with Principal Wang just now had been leaked out, but the matter is already like this, what can he do.

I just hope that these teachers are tight-lipped at the end, and don't tell the story about the four thousand dollars he donated.

After all, his relationship with Zhou Yan is just an ordinary classmate, and he has not reached a deadly friendship.

Of course, even if it leaks out, he is not afraid.

Because he didn't do anything wrong.