68: Eighth-level fitter, hand-knitting aircraft carrier!

Xuanhua City.

Talent Market.

Many factory recruitment managers were shouting loudly.

"Ri Xuan Automobile Factory is hiring! Food and accommodation provided, monthly salary of 600, limited spots, come quickly!"

"Kexing Electronics Factory is hiring! Food and accommodation provided, two-shift subsidy, overtime pay!"

"Qujing Chemical Factory is hiring! Food and accommodation provided, monthly salary of 600, an extra 10 yuan subsidy every day!"

"Jintai Pharmaceutical Factory is hiring, food and accommodation..."

...

As the saying goes:

Soul-chasing, life-taking assembly line, dark and sunless ghost workshop.

Life and death, two shifts, neglecting sleep and food, ultimately silent.

...

Assembly line factories always lack nothing but people.

Unless the factory's benefits are exceptionally good.

Most people generally won't work in one factory for a long time; picking up their buckets and leaving is just a matter of time.

Therefore.

This leads to various factories frequently needing to recruit workers.

Old Xiao, who had received instructions from Li Mubai.

He was now at the Talent Market, standing among the crowd.

Actually.

Pingshan County also has a Talent Market.

However...

The population of Pingshan County is far too small compared to Xuanhua City.

Moreover, the distance between the county and the city is less than ten kilometers, so Old Xiao naturally chose this place to recruit talent.

Looking at the dense crowd before him.

Old Xiao held a cardboard sign, pushed through the crowd, and came to a secluded spot within the market.

After steadying himself, he opened the crossbody bag he was carrying.

The bag was brand new and spotless.

This was a new crossbody bag Old Xiao bought after receiving his wages.

His old, patched-up crossbody bag was left at home; he didn't throw it away because he couldn't bear to—it had been with him for many years, and he had an emotional attachment to it.

He moved gently, cherishing the bag, and softly murmured:

"Thanks to the boss's kindness, otherwise, where would I get the money for a new crossbody bag! The boss's kindness to me is as heavy as a mountain; this time, I must do a beautiful job!"

Immediately after.

He pulled out a large gel pen from his bag, and then wrote the recruitment information on the cardboard.

Everything was ready.

He put the pen back in his bag, held the cardboard in front of his chest, and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Guo Li Steel Factory is hiring! Monthly salary starts at 1,500, negotiable if not enough. Two meals and accommodation provided. No night shifts, voluntary overtime, triple pay!"

Although Old Xiao chose a secluded location.

But as soon as his shout rang out, it was like a stone hitting calm water, creating ripples that continuously surged.

Centered around Old Xiao, a crowd of people with buckets quickly gathered.

However, most of them had a hint of wariness in their eyes, mixed with a touch of curiosity and greed.

"Monthly salary of 1,500, is that true or false? I only get 700 a month at the construction site."

"Where do pies fall from the sky! This is definitely another cannibalistic scam group! Call the police and have him arrested!"

"Do you understand the law?! He's just recruiting, he hasn't done anything. Everything needs evidence, not just empty words!"

"Regardless of whether he's a scammer, let's go take a look first; there's no harm in looking anyway."

"Exactly, what if it's true? Wouldn't we miss a heaven-sent opportunity?"

A monthly salary of 1,500, in this era.

For ordinary workers, this was already an exceptionally high salary, almost unheard of.

Even for those who graduated from university.

Their salaries were not much higher.

Therefore.

A monthly salary of 1,500.

This temptation was undoubtedly immense.

After all, people die for money, and birds die for food!

As the crowd gradually gathered, Old Xiao's surroundings became impassable.

Even so.

There were still people, with wary eyes, continuously coming.

However.

This situation did not last long.

Because the people who gathered soon noticed the recruitment requirements written on the cardboard sign Old Xiao was holding.

"Eight-Grade Fitter, are you kidding me?!"

"I thought I could snag a good deal, but I didn't expect them to be looking for an Eight-Grade Fitter!"

"Are they crazy! Such a skilled craftsman is a treasure in any factory; how could they possibly find one in society?"

"Sigh... never mind, I'm not worthy."

In just a moment.

A large group of people who had gathered quickly dispersed again.

They came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Finally.

Only one person remained at the scene.

This was an old man over sixty years old.

His short hair was thick and streaked with gray, and his forehead had many wrinkles.

He was wearing a plaid short-sleeved shirt.

His arms were exposed and quite strong, with thick fingers and many calluses.

He stepped forward, looked at the recruitment information, and asked:

"Does your factory really pay a salary of 1,500?"

Old Xiao grinned:

"Of course. If you meet the conditions, you will naturally get that salary. And this is just the starting price; there's still room for advancement later."

"I've never heard of your factory."

"Our Guo Li Steel Factory has only been developed in the last month, and the factory is located in the eastern suburbs of Pingshan County. If you think I'm lying, feel free to verify it yourself."

Upon hearing this.

The man then smiled and looked at Old Xiao, extending his hand with a slight smile:

"Hello, my name is Cui Guangsheng, and I am a retired Eight-Grade Fitter."

Old Xiao also extended his hand, with a hint of excitement:

"Hello, Master Cui, my name is Xiao Manzhi, you can just call me Old Xiao."

After shaking hands.

Old Xiao took out a cigarette from his bag and offered it.

Cui Guangsheng took the cigarette, lit it, and took a puff.

The two quickly started chatting...

"Old Xiao, can we go to the factory to take a look now?"

After exhaling a long puff of white smoke, Cui Guangsheng looked at Old Xiao and requested.

After their conversation.

He already knew some basic information about the Steel Factory.

So he wanted to go and investigate on-site first.

"Of course!"

Old Xiao agreed without hesitation.

To find an Eight-Grade Fitter so quickly, he was already overjoyed.

One must know.

Eight-Grade Fitters are very rare workers.

In current society, perhaps an entire province might only have about a thousand Eight-Grade Fitters.

Most of these people are employed by state-owned enterprises.

Private enterprises can hardly recruit such workers.

Old Xiao directly hailed a taxi, carrying Cui Guangsheng, and headed straight for the Steel Factory.

Soon.

The taxi stopped at the main gate of the Steel Factory.

Old Xiao led Cui Guangsheng into the workshop.

Inside the workshop, a constant humming sound echoed, the sound of machinery operating.

"Boss, boss!"

After leading Cui Guangsheng to the lounge, Old Xiao went to the empty workshop to look for Li Mubai.

"Old Xiao, why are you back so soon?"

Li Mubai, who was hand-filing parts, put down what he was holding and walked towards the workshop door.

"Boss, I found someone! An Eight-Grade Fitter!"

Old Xiao was beaming with excitement.

"What?!"

Li Mubai was startled.

An Eight-Grade Fitter, how could he possibly recruit one?

This was someone renowned for being able to hand-build an aircraft carrier!