Chapter 356 Sympathies

Chapter 356 Sympathies

Chapter 356 Sympathies

Siheyuan.

Yan Jiecheng was pulled to work half a day's shift, and finally made it to the end and returned to the yard to rest.

Yan Bugui looked at Yan Jiecheng who was yawning. He had been working for a week already and wondered if he had found out what happened.

"Jie Cheng, I'm back. Have you found out what I asked you to find out?"

"What's the matter?" Yan Jiecheng was so sleepy that his eyes were blurry and his brain was too lazy to work.

"Of course it's about being a driver. How could you forget such a big thing? Why don't you want to be one?"

When Yan Jiecheng was asked this question, his sleepiness immediately disappeared.

But in an instant his eyes dimmed and he smiled bitterly, "This is difficult."

"Oh, forget it." Yan Jiecheng couldn't help but sigh.

"Don't sigh, just tell me what it is like?" Yan Bugui said anxiously.

In his opinion, being able to become a driver is a great thing. Not only is the income high, but it is also respectable. The example of Li Kailang is right in front of him.

Yan Jiecheng sighed, "Well, I found out that this driver is fake, but it's not real either. This matter is quite complicated."

The three aunts were confused by this, "If it's not fake, then it's real. How can it not be real?"

Yan Jiecheng continued, "Speaking of which, it is theoretically possible for a conductor to become a driver, but in reality it is as difficult as ascending to heaven."

Yan Bugui said: "It's difficult, so what? Isn't it a chance? If you don't try, how do you know you can't do it?"

Yan Jiecheng shook his head: "Forget it. I found out that the last person who successfully transferred to another position was four years ago."

"Now there is no man working at the station for more than two years. Anyone who has worked for more than two years will leave the station and look for other jobs."

"How do you know you can't do it if you don't try?" the third aunt encouraged.

When Yan Jiecheng first heard the news, he thought it was a possible idea, but after learning the details, he gave up the idea.

"Over the years, there are at least 50 new conductors at the station, if not 100, but only a few can make it through two years and even think about becoming drivers."

"The key is that the experienced drivers in the station are hiding their skills and are unwilling to teach their real skills. Some even deliberately don't teach the basic driving skills. How is this possible?"

The third auntie was listening at the side, frowning, and asked in confusion: "Why not teach? Aren't we all colleagues?"

Yan Jiecheng smiled bitterly: "Colleagues are colleagues, but people's hearts are hard to predict when it comes to interests. The drivers are worried that the newcomers will learn to take their jobs, so naturally they won't teach them everything they know."

"There are only a few buses at the station. They teach us what the old masters do. They can't just sit there and do nothing and get paid for nothing. That would be really annoying."

At this point, a hint of sadness flashed across Yan Jiecheng's eyes.

He also wanted to be a famous driver, but the reality was like an invisible wall that blocked him from realizing his dream.

At this time, learning depends more on the master. It is difficult to learn by self-study alone.

The so-called master can only lead you to the door, but the practice depends on yourself. It is basically difficult to achieve anything. How much an individual can achieve in the future depends entirely on whether the master is willing to teach.

This situation happens more often in small units. In large units, such as steel rolling mills, they will teach as much as possible and will not keep the knowledge privately.

This is also the reason why everyone is trying their best to squeeze into big companies. If you have the ability, they will really teach you.

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui's face darkened. "So, is there really no hope?"

It is no wonder that people who have worked for more than 2 years quit. After all, they have paid 168 yuan in vain. If they don’t stop the loss in time and find a way out, it will be like working in vain.

I work so hard to earn only 22 yuan a month, with only 3 days of rest. I have to hand over 7 yuan every month. After deducting daily expenses, I can only save about 5 yuan.

Every time I celebrate a festival, I have to spend a lot of money. When will I be able to get married?

Who can bear this in the long run?
Yan Bugui was very disappointed. He had gone to great lengths to find a job, and originally thought it would be a good opportunity, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a huge pit.

"Since it won't work, forget it. Just keep doing this job and don't quit. I spent money to get you this job."

"Don't quit suddenly. You haven't earned back your money yet. You can see the current situation. It will be hard to find a job if you quit."

Yan Bugui was concerned about his money. If Yan Jiecheng suddenly resigned and didn't want to work anymore, all the money he spent would be wasted.

The effort and reward are not proportional, not only does he not make any money, he even loses money. He will definitely not find a job for Yan Jiecheng in the future.

The third auntie chimed in and advised: "Jiecheng, listen to your father. If you can't be a driver, then don't be one. Save the 7 yuan and it will be enough for our family to have something good to eat."

"Just do this job for now, and look for suitable jobs while you're at it. It's better to be jobless than to be jobless."

Having said this, the third aunt paused, as if she felt that what she said had no power.

"Jie Cheng, our family has a lot of expenses. Although your job is a bit tiring, it can at least help supplement the family income. Don't give up easily. Take it slow and everything will get better."

"I understand. I'll go back to sleep." Yan Jiecheng went home listlessly.

To be honest, the job of a ticket seller is not easy. You have to get up early in the morning and keep your eyes and ears open during the morning rush hour to make sure not to leave behind anyone who hasn't bought a ticket.

You can't just look for people who have bought tickets. If you make them unhappy, you will get scolded. All kinds of strange things happen frequently.

The driver has it much easier. He just needs to drive and doesn't have to worry about anything else.

The key point is that Yan Jiecheng is a man, and sometimes he is scolded by the drivers. He has to endure the pressure from both sides. This is the first time that Yan Jiecheng feels that this job is so tiring.

Unlike doing odd jobs in the street office, which are only physically tiring, being a ticket seller is both physically and mentally exhausted.

"Oh, what a crappy job, it's so tiring!" Yan Bugui complained and lay down on the bed.

Not long after, the sound of Yan Jiecheng snoring was heard.

Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang watched and did not understand at all what was so difficult about Yan Jiecheng's job. Wasn't it just yelling at people on the bus to buy tickets?

It’s not like they haven’t seen it before. They will learn it after watching it twice.

It's only busy when there are a lot of people, but when there are fewer people, it's very relaxing. I just sit there and call people to buy tickets.

"Hehe." Yan Jiecheng, who was sleeping, suddenly laughed foolishly twice, which scared the two brothers.

"Hmmmm~" Yan Jiecheng suddenly smacked his lips, "It's so delicious, have another piece!"

"It's delicious, don't stop."

"Let's keep playing music and dancing"

Yan Jiecheng seemed to dream that he was in a luxurious dance hall, drunk and dissipating, wearing gorgeous clothes, holding fine wine, singing and laughing with a group of friends.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, waving money around, he looked very excited.

Although Yan Jiecheng has never been to a song and dance troupe, everyone has daydreams. After all, dreams can contain anything.

"Boss, Jie Cheng must be exhausted. Why don't we make more food today to nourish Jie Cheng?" the third aunt asked worriedly.

"What's the point of making up for it? He's already exhausted from just this little work. I think he doesn't want to do it anymore." Yan Bugui was somewhat unhappy with Yan Jiecheng's work attitude.

Seeing Yan Jiecheng's frustrated look, if he didn't remind him, he would probably quit his job, and the money he spent would be wasted. "Look at what you said, Jiecheng never said he didn't want to work, he goes out before dawn every day, and he finally gets a break but is called to cover for the shift, he must be tired." The third aunt said.

Yan Bugui was too lazy to argue with the third aunt: "Alright, alright, I'm too lazy to argue with you, just do whatever you want."

"What do you mean by that? What do you mean I can do whatever I want? What happened to me? Don't I feel sorry for Jie Cheng? Besides, Jie Cheng has also handed in his salary."

"Yes, yes, you are right." Yan Bugui responded expressionlessly, "It means that the money I paid in the past few years is not as much as I spent."

The third aunt opened her mouth to refute, but Yan Bugui was too lazy to listen and stopped herself from talking in advance.

"Okay, okay, we can have something delicious. Let's celebrate Jia Zhang's imprisonment and give the yard some peace and quiet. We can celebrate it too."

Yan Bugui was also feeling a little greedy. After all, the aroma of Qin Huairu's cooking was so fragrant that anyone could smell it.

"If you want to eat it, just say so. Don't involve Jie Cheng. Do you think I don't know your little tricks?" The third aunt rolled her eyes at him.

In the yard, it's not just Yan Jiecheng who has bad luck, another person is the same.

The two of them share the same suffering.

Backyard, Liu's house.

Liu Haizhong, who had nothing to do, looked at Liu Guangqi and suddenly asked, "Guangqi, how are you and Xiaolan doing? How far have you gotten? Did you kiss?"

Liu Guangqi was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Liu Haizhong to suddenly ask the question.

Thinking of the recent situation, Liu Guangqi replied helplessly: "How can that be possible? It's still the same as before."

Liu Guangqi's answer was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing some of the fire in his heart.

Liu Haizhong added: "Why is it still the same? No progress at all? Guangqi, you need to have a sense of urgency."

Liu Guangqi: "Progress? There is some progress. At least our relationship has improved a lot. We can still hold hands occasionally. But it's not easy to take it further."

As Liu Guangqi spoke, his face looked helpless. It has been almost a year since we met last year.

Others have already married and had children, but he is still standing still.

Liu Haizhong taught him, "Guangqi, I'm not saying anything bad to you. You two have been together for such a long time, you have to give Xiaolan an explanation. When can you talk about marriage if you keep doing this?"

"What will happen to our family in the future, whether it's good or bad, all depends on you. It all depends on you. You have to work hard."

Liu Haizhong was more anxious than Liu Guangqi. Liu Guangqi was just getting married, but he was waiting to be promoted and gain power.

Only if Liu Guangqi married Zhang Lan could he be promoted from an ordinary seventh-level worker to team leader and workshop director.

How could Liu Haizhong not be anxious? This was his lifelong obsession, to become an official.

"For our family, my greatest wish in this life is to see you succeed. If you and Xiaolan are together, it will be a great thing for our family!"

Liu Guangqi glanced at Liu Haizhong sideways, thinking that he really didn't know what his father was thinking.

Liu Haizhong forcefully transferred his job to the steel rolling mill. Before he even finished his work, Liu Guangqi knew what his father was thinking.

"Dad, I know, but this can't be rushed. We have to take our time."

Liu Guangqi responded indifferently, but he felt very bitter in his heart. He was almost driven crazy by Zhang Lan's father.

He was originally a warehouse attendant. Although his job had no future, it was an easy one.

However, this month's workload suddenly increased, which increased his workload ten times more than before. He was busy all day and had to deal with all kinds of troubles.

Liu Guangqi knew that he had not offended anyone at the steel rolling mill, and Zhang Lan came to see him from time to time. It was obvious that this obstacle was caused by Zhang's father.

Originally, Liu Guangqi's warehouse was responsible for some important materials. There were fixed people coming to pick them up every day, and he felt extremely relaxed after receiving these people.

But Zhang's father created trouble and directly let Liu Guangqi's warehouse be responsible for fast-moving consumer goods.

People were coming in and out all the time, with the unloading department delivering supplies and the workshop coming to get supplies.

He was the only one in the entire warehouse, so he was busy running around. Although he was just watching, it was very troublesome when there were too many things to do.

He finally finished the work and was about to take a break when someone came to him to get supplies.

No matter how much, he had to go over and check, to be careful that someone took too much or too little, which would cause trouble.

He was so busy that Zhang Lan would come to help whenever she was free, but his father never came once, as if he was afraid that people would know that Liu Guangqi was his son.

His son Liu Guangqi graduated from a technical secondary school, but he works as a warehouse attendant, a job with no prospects or future.

Don’t tell anyone that you won’t lose face.

Liu Guangqi was already in a bad mood, and after Liu Haizhong said that, he felt even worse.

Liu Guangqi couldn't help but complain to Liu Haizhong in his heart, "If I hadn't listened to you and gone to another factory, I definitely wouldn't be like this now."

Whether it is work, position, or getting married and having children, they would definitely not be the same as they are now. He is far behind his peers, which has greatly hit Liu Guangqi's self-esteem.

The culprit behind all this is the person in front of him, Liu Haizhong.

"No, I can't do this anymore. If it keeps going on like this, how can I, Liu Guangqi, get out of this situation and make a name for myself?"

Liu Guangqi thought to himself, looking down at his hands which were a little rough from work.

"If it continues like this, I'm afraid that one day I won't be able to resist taking revenge on Zhang Lan, and then all my efforts will be in vain. This is absolutely unacceptable!"

Liu Guangqi was clearly aware of his own character flaws, and he was afraid that he could not stand the exploitation of Zhang's father and would take revenge on Zhang Lan.

This would be exactly what Zhang's father wanted, allowing his conspiracy to succeed, his relationship with Zhang Lan to break down, and he would have no bright future.

"You want me to give up? That's wishful thinking. I have to prove myself. Zhang Lan, I will definitely win! Just wait!"

"We have to find an opportunity to make it a done deal. Then you'll have to agree to it even if you don't want to."

A hint of revengeful pleasure flashed in Liu Guangqi's eyes, and he imagined how furious Zhang's father would be when he found out about the matter.

Just thinking about it made Liu Guangqi secretly happy.

"The sooner the better."

Liu Guangqi suddenly stood up and pushed his bicycle away.

"Hey, Guangqi, where are you going?" Liu Haizhong asked, looking at Liu Guangqi's sudden behavior, feeling very strange.

"I'm going to find Zhang Lan. Don't wait for me tonight. Eat by yourself."

Liu Guangqi left a word and hurriedly pushed the cart away.

Yan Jiecheng and Liu Guangqi are like a pair of brothers in distress.

There will be no changes or progress in your current job.
For young people like them, this kind of life where they can see the end of their lives at a glance is not what they want.

(End of this chapter)