Rebirth 1994: Starting from laid-off workers

Saturday arrived in the blink of an eye. Early that morning, a huge banner hung in the air at the entrance of the Provincial Talent Exchange Center, with colorful flags fluttering and gongs and drums noisy.

There were even reporters who set up long guns and short cannons, the spotlight was shining, and it was so lively.

Black crowds were pouring in from all directions, like a huge sea of ​​people.

Unemployed, graduated, unemployed, men, women, old and young, everyone is there.

"Tian'er, there are so many people, and those who didn't know it thought they were going to the market!" Zhang Jiaqiang stood far away at the end of the queue and sighed.

Today he came to the job fair, but instead of being with people from the factory, he came alone, intending to see the fair from a different perspective.

A young man standing in line next to him interjected, "It's not just a market, it's just that we're not selling goods, we're just selling ourselves!"

With the wave of layoffs in the past two years, there are more and more unemployed people. In addition, the employer has a surplus of personnel. Whenever a job fair is held, it is so lively.

Zhang Jiaqiang had participated in countless job fairs like this in his previous life, and he always felt anxious and nervous every time.

Only this time I felt particularly relaxed, as if I was outside the action, and like I was standing on a high place overlooking all living things.

The young man was a familiar man. He tilted his head and looked at Zhang Jiaqiang and said, "Brother, what's going on with you?"

Zhang Jiaqiang was looking around and casually replied, "22, 1.7 meters tall, married!"

"Haha, brother, we are here to find a job, not a partner. It seems like you have no experience. Is this your first time here?"

It was his first time attending a job fair in his life. Zhang Jiaqiang nodded honestly.

The young man had a good heart, acted like a big brother, patted his chest and said.

"Follow me. I can take care of you if I need anything. Hey, brother, what kind of job are you looking for? Today's recruitment is mainly for factories. Can you help me? What skills have you learned?"

Just as Zhang Jiaqiang was about to make up a lie, he heard someone not far away exclaiming, "Brother Zhang, ha, Brother Zhang, I didn't expect to see you here!"

A young man in the crowd was waving to this side. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Zhang Cundong, an old acquaintance.

The two were quite destined. After meeting each other in an ice cream shop, they met thousands of miles away. After returning to their hometown, they were able to meet again in a venue with tens of thousands of people.

Zhang Jiaqiang had a good impression of this young man who kept his promise. It seemed that he was also looking for a job today, so he immediately waved him over.

Zhang Cundong squeezed through the crowd and came to Zhang Jiaqiang, "Brother Zhang, what are you doing?"

Zhang Jiaqiang hurriedly winked and told him not to talk nonsense, "I'm also looking for a job. It just so happens that we can keep company. This is a friend I just met..."

The young man introduced himself, "Yan Guoqing, a laid-off worker!"

"Zhang Cundong is a vagrant!"

"Zhang Jiaqiang is also a laid-off worker!"

The three of them were of similar age, and they had nothing to do while waiting in line, and started chatting.

Yan Guoqing is a talkative person, and he is very talkative. He introduced all his background in just a few words.

It turned out that he was laid off from the city's clothing factory, which completely aroused Zhang Jiaqiang's interest.

"I heard that your factory mainly produces work uniforms and logo uniforms for major units. The production and sales are very good. Why are some people laid off?"

Yan Guoqing sighed, "Which factory has not laid off workers these days? Even steel plants and oil refineries have a lot of laid-off workers. What's more, our small factory has a strong family, and the benefits you mentioned are better than Lao Huangli."

In the past two years, many units have refused to pay their arrears. We have sold clothes, but we can't get the money and can't pay wages, so we can only start streamlining and optimizing the portfolio! "

Yan Guoqing talked for a long time, saying that the clothing factory was worse than the food factory.

At least the food factory can get some food to take home. Their factory can only get some rags, which is not even enough to make socks.

Talking about it was filled with tears. The more this guy talked, the more excited he became, causing the people around him to pay attention to him.

A middle-aged man next to him interjected, "No, there are no laid-off people nowadays. I have worked hard at the power plant for 20 years, and I am still laid off. Hey, I haven't received my salary, so there is no place to reason!"

"I'm at the carriage factory..."

"We are a parts factory..."

"I heard that some leaders in charge of industry will be here later. You see there are so many reporters here. How about we go over there later and ask about wages?"

Under the scorching sun, people around him started talking in a variety of ways.

Seeing that they were getting more and more excited as they talked, Zhang Jiaqiang was afraid of arousing excitement in the crowd, so he took Yan Guoqing and Zhang Cundong and squeezed into other teams, away from this place of right and wrong.

No matter how long the queue is, it will eventually come to an end, and finally the three of them reached the gate.

After being exposed to the sun for a long time, everyone was already sweating profusely. They were eager to get in for a buck or two, but were blocked by the security guards at the gate.

"Where are the tickets? If you don't have a ticket, you won't be allowed in!" shouted a man with a mouth that looked like [-] yuan.

Yan Guoqing and Zhang Cundong looked at each other for a while, neither of them knew that they needed a ticket to enter.

After finally queuing for a long time under the bright sun, why not go in?

Zhang Cundong smiled apologetically and asked, "Teacher, where can I get the tickets?"

The man pointed to the door impatiently.

It turned out that there was a long table under the tree over there. Several middle-aged women were sitting behind the table tearing some pieces of paper with rulers. There was also a long queue in front of the table.

The sign next to it clearly says 'Recruitment conference ticket office, five yuan a ticket, please bring your own change! '

Yan Guoqing almost exclaimed, "Damn it, five yuan a ticket. This is drinking blood. Tens of thousands of people came today. If we charge tickets for them all, the job fair will not make a lot of money!"

Zhang Cundong said, "Not only that, those units that come to recruit also have to pay venue fees. They make money both internally and externally, but it makes it hard for those of us who come here to find jobs!"

Three people were blocking the door, and the people behind them couldn't get in. The doorman was annoyed.

The [-] man just now shouted at the top of his lungs.

"You three are sick. Good dogs don't block the way. If you don't want to go in, stay out of the way!"

Yan Guoqing frowned, obviously he was short of money, "Brother, the three of us are together, can you buy a ticket? Thank you very much!"

The [-] men looked at them sideways and said with a strange smile, "Okay, if you buy one ticket, you can get in one. If you want to get in all three, buy three tickets. Don't bother me here, just go away and buy tickets!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pushed Yan Guoqing hard.

Fortunately, Zhang Jiaqiang supported him, otherwise he would have fallen down the steps and suffered a bloody head.

The [-] men shouted nonchalantly, "Hurry up and get rid of these bad guys, the leader will be here soon!"

Several guards came forward and pushed several people to get out of the door.

Zhang Jiaqiang suddenly pulled them away, jumped to the door in a few steps, and stood on the highest step and asked loudly.

"The purpose of talent exchange for fresh graduates and re-employment of laid-off workers is to solve social pressure. Who allows you to collect money under clever names? Come up with regulations and I will get a lot of it. If there are no regulations, you will collect illegal income today." , they all have to go back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of people around him immediately started cheering. The sound shook the sky and frightened the ticket sellers to push back.

The faces of the [-] men changed drastically, and they pointed at Zhang Jiaqiang and shouted.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you come here to cause trouble? Come on, get him in first!"

The guards immediately rushed forward and surrounded Zhang Jiaqiang.

Seeing that Zhang Jiaqiang was about to fall into their hands, someone suddenly shouted loudly.

"Look, the convoy is coming!"

Everyone turned around and saw a group of five or six official cars slowly stopping outside the gate. As soon as the door opened, a group of decent men and women wearing white shirts got out.