Rebirth of the Richest Man In Black Technology

An agreement was signed with Guan Jianye, and Feng Hao made an initial capital of 100,000 yuan on the spot.

As for the funds for the purchase, Feng Hao asked Dad Feng to follow up at the same time.

Although they are acquaintances, the procedures and the guarantees are indispensable.

It's not a question of trust or not, but the red noodles with sake, the money and the silk.

"Mom and Dad, I have signed the construction team, which is the construction team of my classmate's father Guan Jianye."

"Well, what do we need to do?"

Feng Hao explained with a smile: "Dad, there are only some big workers in the construction team, about 50 people. We still need some small workers."

The great worker is responsible for surveying, laying foundations, and laying bricks.

As for the small workers, they are the ones who help out, who are responsible for moving the head, mixing and mixing cement, with relatively low technical content, mainly working with strength.

"It's simple. Don't we still have a lot of handymen in our village? It's enough to recruit them."

"Well, that's fine, we'll be ready to recruit tomorrow morning."

Frowning slightly, Feng Hao arranged.

He remembered that Feng's father and Feng's mother had not left the board factory, but this time was an opportunity.

"Father, mother, you are still working in the board factory."

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"You think, our family has already started to build a house. Let's not talk about it. If it's fast, it will take at least four or five months."

"It should be, after all, such a big villa, but what does this have to do with us working in the board factory?"

"Our family has to be supervised when building a house. It's not appropriate for you to go to work in a board factory."

Feng Hao blinked at Feng Hui and asked her to speak out, while he slowly and gradually persuaded her.

"That's right, Mom and Dad, my brother can make a lot of money now, and our family is starting to build a house again, so don't go to the board factory to work."

The clever Feng Hui also spoke at this moment to persuade.

"Lao Feng, what do you think?"

"I think it's time to resign. The house starts to build, and we all have to supervise it so that people don't steal the materials or don't work hard."

"Okay, tomorrow we'll resign and recruit small workers,"

Dad Feng and Mom Feng also knew that they would not be able to work in the board factory in a short time, so they simply resigned.

Upon seeing this, Feng Hao nodded with satisfaction, and his parents would not have to work so hard in the future.

Of course, he knew that Feng's father and Feng's mother could not be idle. In the future, at home, he could raise chickens and ducks, play with fruits in the mountains and forests, and complete the cash crops in the farmland.

In this way, parents will not be in a hurry.

...

Early the next morning, Dad Feng quit his job.

Originally Feng Hao meant to make a direct phone call, but Dad Feng said that he would go there in person. After all, the factory manager was kind to the couple.

When it was time for breakfast, Dad Feng came back.

After breakfast, with a loudspeaker and a big-character poster, Dad Feng and Dad set off.

When the two arrived at the village brigade, they directly posted the big-character posters on the job board.

Housing Recruitment:

Small workers: 50 people are recruited, responsible for moving stones and mixing cement, priority is given to strong men, 80 yuan per day, monthly salary.

Chef: Two chefs, 100 yuan per day; two assistant chefs, 60 per day, monthly salary.

Three meals are included and two packs of Liqun cigarettes are provided per week.

Places are limited and registration is due.

Contact: Feng Yuan, Tel: 136xxxxxx18.

This salary was fixed by Feng Hao, and Dad Feng even blamed Feng Hao.

Feng Hao explained that he was tired from work in the summer, and he was still building a villa, so he had to be more comfortable, so as not to be gossiped.

The news spread quickly, and the neighbors and neighbors were talking about it.

Feng Yuan was the name of Feng Hao's father, and the information about the recruitment was quickly known to everyone.

Li Dagou is a construction worker. He usually helps others build houses, but he is only a big worker who is responsible for building walls.

At this time, he is idle and has not done any work recently.

The status quo is like this. If you have work to do, you can get money for a few months; if you don't have work, you can only do some farm work.

"Dahao, have you heard of it? The boss of the Feng family was recruiting a small worker just now?"

When Li Dagou was worried, his daughter-in-law suddenly trotted in and shouted to him.

"Small worker, forget it, you don't have much money if you work hard."

"You know what, I just saw the recruitment of the village brigade, and I heard the loudspeaker propaganda. When people recruit small workers, they are paid the same as the big workers, 80 yuan per day. And three meals a day are included, and the work is full. Two packs of Liqun for a week."

"They only recruit men, otherwise I would want to go."

Li Dagou's daughter-in-law told the job recruitment information vividly.

"Why are you going here?"

As Li Dagou's wife said that, she saw Li Dagou quickly changing clothes and shoes, and was about to walk out the door.

"What are you doing, of course, apply for a job, such a good condition!"

Li Dagou turned around and said a word, and rushed to the village brigade, the pace was very hasty.

He thought to himself, hoping that there would still be places.

In general construction projects, the daily wages of the big workers are 70 to 80 yuan, and only Chinese food is included.

Feng Hao's offer is indeed very good. The small worker will pay 80 yuan a day, three meals a day, and 30 yuan worth of Liqun a week.

"Sister-in-law Xiaofeng, what are you doing? What happened? Just now, Li Dagou and Mr. Liu hurried to the village brigade."

"Feng Yuan's house is recruiting workers, recruiting small workers and chefs, all the men in my family ran away..."

The middle-aged woman named Xiaofeng heard the words and explained the recruitment.

"There are such good things, the salary is not low, isn't the Feng family very poor, why are you suddenly ready to build a house?"

The middle-aged aunt asked, her name was Xu Xia, and she was puzzled.

"You know this. Listen to my man. The son of the eldest Feng family made a lot of money. He drove a big Mercedes-Benz home a few days ago. He seems to have a driver."

"Ah, this is still the case. It shouldn't be fake. Feng Hao actually made a fortune. Those who can go to college are amazing."

"It's definitely not fake, all the men in my family ran away."

"By the way, didn't you say recruiting chefs and help cooks? You said that my father-in-law can also apply for the job?"

Xu Xia's father-in-law was a chef, and when he got old, he became a chef in the village. If he thinks that the food is good, he will ask him for help in weddings and weddings.

At this time, Xu Xia thought of her father-in-law, maybe it would be suitable.

"Yes, your father-in-law and Uncle Ma are both famous chefs in the village, so they should be suitable. Maybe, we can also take a job as a cook."

"Let's go, let's call your father-in-law and Uncle Ma."

After speaking, the two hurried to find someone. As long as you apply for a job, you can get a lot of money every month!

On Feng Hao and Dad Feng's side, the recruitment speed is very fast.

Perhaps the conditions were relatively good, and more than 40 small workers were recruited soon after.

"Feng Yuan, are you still hiring chefs?"

While recruiting, someone called his father.

Turning around, Feng Hao saw two uncles in their fifties and two young women.

"Of course we need a chef, we are still recruiting."

Dad Feng was still registering the information of the worker, Feng Hao said directly when he saw this.

"Are you Haowazi? I hugged you when I was a child, but I didn't expect you to grow so big."

Xu Xia stared at Feng Hao a few times, and then recognized Feng Hao.

"Yes, Sister Xu, I am Feng Hao."

Xu Xia's husband's surname is Xu, and he is the second eldest in the family. Feng Hao usually calls her Xu's second sister-in-law.

Hearing her words, Feng Hao was embarrassed for a moment. He actually played the emotional card and mentioned things about his childhood.

"Haowazi, my father-in-law and Uncle Ma are here to apply for a chef job, do you think it's okay?"

"Of course, you are very welcome."

Feng Hao had heard the reputation of Uncle Xu and Uncle Ma, and of course he didn't eat less of the food they cooked. It seems that he called Uncle Xu to be the chef for his university banquet.

"Haowazi, there is no cook, do you think me and Xiaofeng can do it?"

"Okay, Second Sister Xu, you are familiar with each other, and it's very convenient to work together."

Uncle Ma and Uncle Xu were very happy when they heard the words, and quickly thanked Feng Hao.

"Okay, all the recruitments are over. As for those who haven't applied, the places are limited. I'm really sorry."

After recruiting the master chef, the remaining positions for a few small workers quickly filled up.

Some villagers were unable to keep up with the recruitment, saying it was a pity.

But the place was full, so he left reluctantly.