Although Li Guangyuan felt those were quite simple, he didnât show it on his face. "More or less, when I arrived at the entrance of the food factory today and saw the scene, it gave me quite a scare."
"Youâre pulling my leg, right? Thereâs something youâre afraid of? Oh, I remember you have relatives in the Qin Family Village. Iâve heard that if someone is from the Qin Family Village, they get preferential treatment. If you really have relatives there, you might as well go and see them, bring some gifts and get close. If you actually get a job at the food factory, that would be a huge advantage. Iâve heard that the basic salary of an ordinary worker at Xiyang Food Factory is 50 yuan. Even during the first monthâs probation, itâs 40 yuan. How much can we earn selling vegetables all day? We might not even make a profit, but being a worker is a surefire deal."
"I donât really have any relatives around here," Li Guangyuanâs face showed a hint of detachment.
If Lin Jiayi hadnât divorced him, Lin Chuxia would be his sister-in-law, and indeed connected to the Qin Family.
Now that Lin Jiayi had divorced him, what relationship does Lin Jiayiâs sister still have with him?
Besides, if he didnât frequently come to the Qin Family Villageâs vegetable wholesale market, he wouldnât even know that Xiyang Food Factory belonged to his sister-in-law.
Such a big deal, even Lin Jiayi didnât know before, proving that his sister-in-law never considered them family.
If they really treated each other as family, would he still have to come here for an interview? Would he still have to toil away selling vegetables all these years?
Old Feng, seeing his expression, only thought he was bragging earlier, and now that the pretense was exposed, he must feel uneasy.
Generously, he put an arm around his shoulder, "Itâs okay, if we donât have relatives, weâll rely on our skills. I have faith in you; with your capabilities, youâll definitely get chosen."
"Thanks for the kind words, Brother Feng."
At the intersection, Li Guangyuan was ready to head home, but Old Feng wanted to go towards the county.
"Brother Feng, youâre still going to the market to sell vegetables?"
Old Feng saw Li Guangyuanâs posture and knew he was going home. He smiled, "I canât not sell vegetables; I canât compare to you. My whole family counts on me to earn this bit of money. Iâm just hoping that tomorrow Iâll be picked by Xiyang Food Factory, so I wonât have to hustle every day."
"Alright, see you tomorrow then."
It was said during the interview today that the list of hires would be posted tomorrow morning.
Whether he got selected or not would be clear tomorrow morning.
In the blink of an eye, it was the next day. Li Guangyuan got up early, riding his bicycle as soon as dawn broke.
Originally, he thought he came early enough, but when he reached the food factory entrance, he found it surrounded by crowds multiple layers deep.
Old Feng had just arrived and spotted Li Guangyuan from afar, greeting him.
"I have to hand it to them; Xiyang Food Factory is thorough. I was worried about coming too early before they opened, thinking the list wouldnât be posted. Didnât expect they were even earlier than us, they really understand our eagerness and consider us ordinary folks."
Li Guangyuan didnât expect such an early posting either.
He had come out early because he couldnât sleep, thinking to arrive earlier to wait.
Since the list was out, they didnât hesitate any further, stretching their necks and squeezing into the crowd to find their names on the wall.
The factory had announced beforehand they would hire 150 people this time, with 50 from the old food factory employees and the remaining 100 from the public.
There were three pages of names altogether, with the far left listing the old food factory employees, followed by the 100 new hires.
Li Guangyuan bypassed the old food factory list and started from the second page, searching from left to right.
Suddenly, a shout erupted from beside him. Old Feng shook Li Guangyuanâs arm excitedly, pointing to one of the names, "Guangyuan, Guangyuan, look, Iâve been selected. My name is here; Iâve actually been chosen. I can work at the food factory; Iâm going to be a worker..."
Li Guangyuan saw the name too. Feng Dehai, isnât that Old Fengâs name.
"How about you? Did you see your name? Iâve been selected, so you definitely have no problem."
Li Guangyuan shook his head, his eyes fixed firmly on the names on the notice board, searching line by line downwards.
Old Feng was helping him search, "Donât worry, I came early for the interview yesterday; your name must be after mine. I got in, youâre much better than me, youâll definitely be selected."
Li Guangyuan didnât say anything but thought so too. However, he had already finished one page without finding his name; his eyes landed on the last page.
As his eyes moved down line by line, his brow furrowed deeper.
Until he read the last name, Li Guangyuan stood frozen in place.
Old Feng had also finished reading and scratched his head.
Seeing Li Guangyuanâs disheartened look, he showed sympathy, "Could it be that we missed it? Letâs go through it again; with so many names, perhaps we overlooked it."
Li Guangyuan snapped back, his eyes returning to the notice board.
This time, they started from the first page, going through line by line.
After finishing the last line, he finally gave up hope.
Old Feng wanted to say something else, but Li Guangyuan sluggishly turned away, walking out of the crowd.
Old Feng quickly squeezed through the crowd to catch up with him, "Guangyuan, where are you going? Why not go to the factory and ask them what happened? Maybe they accidentally missed your name."
Li Guangyuan shook his head, "Each page has 50 names, 150 in total, how could they miss one?"
Old Feng understood this too, but didnât know how to comfort him.
Li Guangyuan forced a smile, "Congratulations, Old Feng, now you donât have to bear the sun and rain selling vegetables with us; go report to the factory, Iâm fine."
"Are you really okay? Well then, Iâll go report. Cheer up, maybe something went wrong somewhere. Youâre so capable; there will be more opportunities."
Li Guangyuan nodded, but in his heart, he knew, what opportunities could there be in the future?
He was clearly better than Old Feng, and even Old Feng admitted so.
Moreover, his performance yesterday was excellent, and the recruitment people also showed satisfaction towards him.
But Old Feng got selected, and he didnât.
The only possibility is that someone behind the scenes manipulated it.
Someone powerful with a grudge against him.
Although Li Guangyuan thought this possibility was slim, it could only be this reason.
He was once Lin Chuxiaâs brother-in-law; now that Lin Jiayi had divorced him, Lin Chuxia naturally didnât want any dealings with him, the ex-brother-in-law.
Or maybe, regardless of whether he and Lin Jiayi had divorced, Lin Chuxia would never let him work in her factory.
After all, Lin Jiayi did not have a good relationship with her, they were often at odds.
Li Guangyuan wiped the sweat off his forehead, looking at the glaring sun.
What is this?
Having been married to Lin Jiayi, only to end up with nothing, and now causing Lin Chuxia to resent him so much he couldnât even get a working opportunity?
Li Guangyuan didnât know how he got home, his mind was in turmoil, and he couldnât lift his spirits.
As soon as he entered the door, he heard a woman crying inside, mixed with a childâs crying.
His headache worsened immediately.
Upon entering the room, he indeed saw Li Dongmei holding a child, shedding tears to his mother.
His mother, heart aching for her daughter, was also wiping the corners of her eyes.
As soon as the two saw him come back, they both turned to look...