Early the next morning, Zhang Xianxian, who had stayed in the ward all night, rushed to the door of Chuanhe Housekeeping Company with a haggard face. It is said to be a company here, but it is actually the kind of shop with a common front on the street. It looks very inconspicuous from the outside.
However, the entrance of the store is extremely clean. Through the large glass door, it seems that the room inside is extremely spacious, and a man is sitting at the desk inside and busy. Zhang Xianxian saw that Sister Jin was not there and thought that he could not be late for the interview, so he planned to knock on the door and go in first. Just when she stretched out her arm to knock on the door, she suddenly heard several "Hoarse, Hoarse" sounds from behind.
Suddenly, she was startled. She turned around and saw two more black crows appearing in the sky. They screamed "dumbly" and kept hovering in the sky. They seemed not afraid of people at all. An indescribable chill spread from her back.
"Hello, are you Zhang Xianxian? I'm the boss here. Come in quickly. Are the little things here asking for food so early? Doesn't it scare you?" A man's voice came from behind her.
Zhang Xianxian turned around again and saw a young man opening the door. He had very fair skin and a tall head. He should be in his twenties, and he was obviously younger than himself. As for his appearance, he looked very much like a popular domestic celebrity who she couldn't remember his name. He should be a popular type among young girls.
"Hello, I'm Zhang Xianxian, is this the crow you raised?" she asked in surprise.
The man smiled and said: "Not so now. I fed them when I was young, and now that they have grown up, they sometimes fly over to beg for food. All things are animistic, and we humans can't raise such spiritual things. After all, they could be raised in the Qing Dynasty. It’s a magical bird!”
Divine Bird, these two words shocked Zhang Xianxian's heart. The white-haired old man in Prince Gong's Mansion once said similar words. Crows, since they are all spiritual birds, why do they follow the unlucky me?
"Let me meet you formally. My name is Tang Yuan, the owner of Chuanhe Housekeeping Service Company. I am the second eldest child in the family, and I have a sister and a brother. Others call me Er Shao. You can call me whatever you want. !”
"Hello, Boss Tang!" Zhang Xianxian said respectfully.
Years of work experience have made her very clear that bosses can joke politely with subordinates, but subordinates must not tease politely with their bosses. The principle of keeping oneself in the right position at all times is the principle of life-saving in the workplace.
Young Master Tang saw her sitting upright and said with a smile: "You don't have to be so nervous. I don't have any rules here. As long as everyone is happy and making money. Regarding your situation, Sister Jin has already called her. She has something to do and can't make it in the morning. , just talk to me about your ideas directly!”
Zhang Xianxian coughed lightly and said, "Oh, okay, Boss Tang, I want to find a part-time job as a caregiver!"
"The job of a nurse is very hard and tiring. To be honest, it is not suitable for a girl like you who is used to white-collar work. Besides, you also have to take care of your family. I don't recommend you to do this part-time job. Do you have any hobbies or specialties?" Tang Er Fewer rejections are simple and direct.
"I, I, used to work as a clerk..." At this moment, Zhang Xianxian realized that he didn't have any talents that he could use. Even if he wanted to endure hardship, he was ruthlessly rejected by others.
"Can you draw? How about communicating with people? Can you sell products?"
These three questions made her, who originally thought there was no chance of finding a job, seem to have grasped a life-saving straw. She nodded quickly and said: "I can, I can, I can draw, and I know how to draw. When I was young, I could still draw fine brushwork. I have won awards, I have no problem communicating with people, and I can sell things, really!”
"Okay, then take a look at this contract. I have a clerk's job that's very suitable for you!" Mr. Tang's work style is very refreshing.
He gave Zhang Xianxian a job that was suitable for her, which was to design urns and shrouds and then sell them. The so-called design is actually to depict some simple and unique patterns on the appearance of the urn and shroud, so as to give customers more choices. As for marketing, these funeral items are given to the patients and family members who need them in the hospital to choose from, so as to accompany these people on their last journey in this world.
"Does this job require clocking in and out on time?" Zhang Xianxian asked, looking at Mr. Tang's friendly expression.
Tang Ershao said: "It doesn't matter, as long as you can complete the set goals on time, 3,500 a month is the basic salary, and on this basis, commission will be calculated on a piece-by-piece basis. The commission for design is 10% of the actual selling price, and for sales 5%, I don’t care about food and accommodation. But there are two spare rooms in the courtyard behind the company. If you don’t mind having funeral supplies all around, you can cook, sleep and bathe there without charging you any money!”
When Zhang Xianxian heard about such a good thing, he hurriedly thanked him: "I can, thank you, boss!"
You should know that renting a house near the cancer hospital is a lot of money, and it is too much trouble to go to your home outside the Fifth Ring Road and then to the hospital every day. Now that she has a temporary residence, she won't mind anything else. This ordinary job makes Zhang Xianxian feel more at ease.
I don’t know if the divine bird blocked her bad luck, but Zhang Xianxian’s luck was surprisingly good that day. She found a job and a temporary residence. At about four o’clock in the afternoon, her bank card received another 70,000 yuan from the company. Severance pay. Although this meant that she was officially dismissed from the company, she was already prepared to find a new job, and this money was undoubtedly a lifeline.
At the same time, Xie Qiu's former assistant Wang Li also transferred 40,000 yuan to her, saying that it was an unexpected compensation for Xie Qiu from the school.
Because Xie Qiu's accident occurred during the lunch break, and he and Zhang Xianxian did not obtain a marriage certificate, Zhang Xianxian was unable to receive the regular pension expenses related to Xie Qiu. However, out of humanitarian considerations, the school leaders allocated a small pension to her. The two-bedroom apartment that Xie Qiu once lived in was originally a rented apartment assigned by the school, and there were no valuables or savings in it. After his death, the house was taken back by the school and given to other faculty and staff.
Zhang Xianxian once thought about going over to take some photos and leave a message for himself, but things happened one after another, and now he has no chance to take a look again. Fortunately, these things are no longer the most important. Zhang Xianxian, who has found a new job and has some savings, seems to have the courage to continue living. With this unexpected income that she shouldn't be happy about, she first saved 54,000 yuan for a year's mortgage, and then put all the remaining money into a bank card, ready to treat her father for medical treatment at any time to prolong his life.
