At half past six in the morning, Chen Qi got up.
It was too noisy outside, everyone was busy cooking and getting ready for work, so I couldn't sleep at all.
He touched his nylon socks and put them on, and stuffed his long johns into the socks. These socks were blue with checks, and the heel was more prominent. They were strong and easy to wash, brightly colored, and elastic, but they did not absorb sweat and were prone to foot odor.
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Especially in winter, if you take your feet out and bake them on the stove, they will sizzle and smoke.
Just such a pair of nylon socks costs 2-3 yuan, and most people are reluctant to buy them. In later generations, cotton products were expensive and synthetic fibers were cheap. Now it is just the opposite, cotton products are cheap and synthetic fibers are expensive.
The famous "Chenliang" is actually polyester.
So what kind of socks do poor people wear nowadays? They wear cloth socks, which have no elasticity and slip easily, so they have two laces that can be tied to the calf, just like the ancients. Monks and Taoist priests also wear this kind of cloth socks.
After a few years, the textile industry developed, and nylon socks were available in every household. People in their 70s, 80s, and 90s must have worn them. There was a jingle at the time: white shoes on suspenders, half of the nylon socks exposed, that was quite awesome...
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"Stay at home and don't cause trouble!"
"If you need anything, come to the bookstore and find me!"
After breakfast, her parents went to work. Yu Xiuli told him like a child that a child will never grow up in the eyes of his parents. At the age of 20, he was told not to open the door to strangers. At the age of 30, he will still buy you delicious food.
of……
Chen Qi continues to be a left-behind child.
But he was very busy. He closed the door, turned out the manuscript paper under the bed, sat at the table and continued writing, sometimes referring to the contents of the "Geographical Atlas".
In his previous life, he worked in a media company and later started his own business. He has written a lot of things, both long and short, and his pen is not weak. But now he deliberately writes weaker because he wants to have sex for free!
Cultural people these days are very popular and well-paid.
Regardless of whether it is a novel or a script, if a magazine or film studio feels it has potential, they will invite the author to revise the manuscript, reimburse travel expenses, contract food and accommodation, and provide daily living allowances.
For example, Yu Hua, who was still an ignorant dentist at the time, submitted articles to "Beijing Literature".
The editor made a long-distance call to him and said that your writing is good, but the ending is not very bright. Can you change it to be brighter? Yu Hua said: "As long as you publish it for me, I will give you light from beginning to end!"
This guy went there in a hurry and ate and drank in the magazine's hostel. He also got two yuan a day as a subsidy. He stayed there for a whole month. Not only was he not short of money when he came home, he also had more money in his pocket.
Dozens of dollars.
But in Chen Qi’s opinion, one month is too little!
His free prostitution is calculated on an annual basis!
Calculated on an annual basis, if the magazine is in difficulty, the film studio will have no problem. Those screenwriters have made the film studio their home all year round, and they are all free prostitutes. So what Chen Qi wrote was not a novel, but a literary script.
The remuneration for writing a screenplay is much higher than that for a novel - unless it is a full-length novel.
"I don't want to live in an alley!"
"I want to stay in a guest house!"
As he worked hard not to empty the urinal, Huang Zhanying's voice came from outside again, with a cry in his voice: "Chen Qi, are you there?"
"Here he is!"
"Yo, what's going on?"
When he opened the door and saw the girl with tears on her face and a gloomy expression, he quickly let her in and asked, "What happened?"
"Aunt Wang also came to our house yesterday and asked about selling tea, and my parents actually agreed!"
"Why did you agree?"
"They are in the same unit, and there is only one place to take over. It has been decided long ago that it will be given to my brother. My brother has just graduated from middle school, has not been admitted to school, and is unemployed at home... Wuwu, I don't want to sell tea..."
Huang Zhanying wiped his eyes, wondering whether he was crying because of selling tea or because of his parents' preference.
Chen Qi's ability to empathize is relatively weak and he cannot empathize with others, but he is never a rogue when he should be serious, and he is never serious when he should be a rogue. "So you are going to sell tea?"
"Um!"
"Great, I'll go too!"
He looked very happy and said: "I am scared. What should I do by myself? With you here, I won't be afraid anymore. You can fight better than me."
"Look what you said, you are still a man!"
Huang Zhanying curled his lips.
"I'm weak, who is like you or Zhang Fei? In fact, I'm quite optimistic about you doing this job. You have a bright and cheerful personality, and you are smart. When you jump in the queue, you are the leader of the educated youth. It's a pity that you don't have much room to show your talents.
I think you are more suitable than anyone else to start a cooperative now. This is a vast world with great potential, and I absolutely support you!"
Some people like to rely on others, and some people like to be relied on.
Huang Zhanying was the latter. She was a little embarrassed by the praise and said: "But, if we just sell tea, what can we do?"
"There's a lot of stuff here!"
Chen Qi stood up and looked outside, in case there were ears through the wall, and whispered: "Aunt Wang said there are 80,000 unemployed young people in the district, right?"
"Yes, what happened?"
"Do you know how much social danger there will be if these 80,000 people cannot find jobs?"
"Well……"
Huang Zhanying thought for a while and said: "I can understand this. The government attaches great importance to employment."
"It's not just about paying attention, it's simply a top priority! Let me tell you, policy is very flexible. It can change the direction according to the needs of the overall situation. The government has relaxed many restrictions in order to create jobs.
Don’t think that selling tea is just selling tea. For example, can we sell some melon seeds? How about some salted broad beans? Can we add a few more chairs for guests to rest? Or even put on some performances, rent a house, and have a formal ceremony
What about the store?
Or if we look a little wider, Guangdong has established the Shekou Industrial Zone, and China and the United States have established diplomatic relations, and foreign products will continue to flow in. Can we get some goods to sell back?"
Hiss!
Huang Zhanying took a breath and said in horror: "Isn't that just speculation?"
"Hey, remember what I just said, you can make appropriate compromises in the face of the big situation. Of course, don't make it too exaggerated. If you do it in a small way, the superiors will turn a blind eye.
What we have to do now is to correct our mentality. Don’t think that selling tea is a shame. Let the wind blow from east to west, and I will remain unmoved."
"Good guy, how do you know these things?"
"I'm a casual reader, so I know a little bit about it."
"Although I don't fully understand it, I think it's awesome."
Huang Zhanying was lucky. She ate the first pie that Chen Qi drew after coming here. She spontaneously developed an entrepreneurial mentality and said excitedly: "Tell me more in the future, Comrade Chen Qi, I really want to make progress."
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Chen Jianjun and Yu Xiuli have been looking for opportunities for their son's job.
Unexpectedly, the employment situation is grim. Good jobs have been reserved for a long time, but they are not qualified for the middle-level jobs. All the poor jobs have to be grabbed. In the end, the remaining ones might as well be selling tea.
It feels like having a 985 master's degree with a monthly salary of 5,000.
This moment is just like that moment...
In any case, every family has its own difficulties. After only two days, all 13 unemployed young people contracted by Aunt Wang agreed to sell tea.
Other streets in Chongwen District have also established cooperatives one after another. There are those who make bamboo curtains, sharpen and cut knives, engrave, hand-knit sweaters, paint doors and windows, etc., and they are all in full swing just like any previous call.
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A small number of self-employed people have also appeared on the streets. They have no licenses and are not publicly recognized. They are like rats in the gutter peeping at this reform trend.
(I inserted a picture into the article to collect opinions. Does it affect normal reading?
No more...)
Chapter completed!