Chapter 568: Original World Recruitment!
The sun in the sky is like fire, scorching the creatures on the dry land.
Hosseini climbed up from the dilapidated adobe bed and glanced at the sky outside through the window with several pieces of broken glass.
It hasn't rained for a long time, and the land is extremely dry. The nearby well has dried up. Even if you pick up the soil at the bottom of the well, you can't feel a trace of moisture.
If this continues, people may really die!
Hosseini has been accustomed to death since he was a child. From the time he can remember, he and the people around him have been struggling for survival. Many acquaintances and childhood playmates died one after another while growing up.
In a place like this, death may have become a kind of relief.
Although life is full of suffering, life still has to go on. As long as he survives one day, Hosseini will continue to struggle to support his family.
He has a wife and three children. The little ones are just like him, running around in old clothes, while he and his wife worry about filling their stomachs all day long.
Fortunately, most people in the village are like this. Compared with each other, Hosseini feels that life is not so hard.
Everything is afraid of comparison. In this environment that is insulated from prosperity and impetuousness, people cannot see hope, so they will not have so many selfish thoughts, and their thoughts will be much purer.
The only thought in the hearts of men like Hosseini around him is to make life better and not to continue fighting.
Putting on the wrinkled clothes, Hosseini walked out of the house. The dazzling sunlight made his eyes squint slightly. He lowered his head subconsciously and glanced at the scene not far away with the corner of his eye. Under the adobe wall.
Several men in tattered clothes and somewhat stooped figures were gathering together, talking quietly.
After seeing Hosseini coming, they simply said hello and then started chatting together
Recently, a new mine was built not far away, specializing in collecting the kind of colored stones that the Asian League people like very much. Hosseini and these men were going to ask to see if they still wanted miners.
Although that kind of mining work is dangerous and hard, and the special smell of cutting stones can almost choke people to death, it can provide Hosseini and others with a salary that can fill their stomachs.
Hosseini and the others are not afraid of hardship and fatigue, because they have always relied on their efforts to make money. They are forced by life and have no choice.
The only thing that worries them is that the mine will not recruit people, so they will have no money to live, and their families and children will starve.
Two more thin young men came over. Everyone had arrived, and Hosseini and the others were preparing to walk to the mine.
Just when everyone had just reached the entrance of the village, several cars suddenly drove into the village. When the cars stopped, several men with rifles jumped out of the cars.
In addition to these men, there were also several men and women from the Asian League. They glanced at Hosseini and others and walked over directly.
Hosseini looked at these people with cold eyes, his eyes swept over the rifles in the hands of the guards, his eyes were vaguely nostalgic, and there was a hint of pain, which was then replaced by numbness.
"Hello, we are staff of Shenglong Group and want to recruit workers here. Where are the elders in the village?"
A man from the Asian League in casual clothes asked , but his eyes scanned everyone's hands invisibly, with a smile on his face.
The translator next to him said something to Hosseini and others, and after getting the answer, he told the young man.
"By the way, where are you going? Do you want a good job?"
After the young man learned the elder's address, he did not leave in a hurry, but faced Hu Seni and others asked casually.
Hosseini and others, who were about to find a job, were stunned when they heard this. They looked at each other, and then he asked: "What kind of job and how much can you pay?"
< br>“The salary is very high, so high that you can’t imagine it, but you have to go far away and can’t go home for a long time!”
The young man said lightly, and then looked at Hosseini and others intently.
“Can you tell me what kind of job it is and how much it pays? If you don’t explain it clearly, the young men in our village will not follow you! Of course, if you give us enough money, we will You can do anything!”
The old man next to Hosseini suddenly said something. He looked at the young man, with a hint of understanding on his wrinkled face.
Perhaps he has seen the intention of the young man and others, so he said such a sentence.
"A one-time payment of 150,000 U.S. dollars, but you have to sign a contract, and the place of work is not here, but in the Loucheng World!"
The young man gave the answer, looked at the old man and added: "We not only want young people, but if there is someone who has been carrying a gun all his life like you, we will also admit him!"
Hearing this, the old man frowned slightly, looked at the young man and asked again: "This is work hard It’s really a lot of money, and where is the Loucheng world?”
The young man shook his head when he heard this: “It’s not life money, it’s just an advance salary. As for where the Loucheng world is, you can Ask around, because many people know about that place now.
If you think about it, go to the town ahead for an interview. If you pass, I will give you a sum of money on the spot!”
After saying this, the young man from Yameng stopped looking for the village elders. Instead, he jumped into the car and went straight to the next village.
Hosseini and others looked at the convoy disappearing into the dust, and turned to look at the old man, as if they wanted to hear his opinion.
The old man has been fighting all his life, and if he can survive in the hail of bullets, he can definitely be regarded as an old fox that has become a spirit.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the old man sighed: "Since this man has taken a fancy to our fighting ability, he must have continued to fight in that world of buildings.
But a one-time payment of 150,000 yuan is worth it. At least it can help the family live a good life without going hungry.
Old man, I plan to go take a look. As for what you think, I don't care. ”
After saying this, the old man turned back to his home and was not going to go to the mine to ask about work.
I didn’t expect that his old life would be saved. It’s worth so much money. If it’s like this, why would you hesitate if you’re about to die?
Hosseini and others looked at each other, no one said anything, but everyone had a look of eagerness on their faces.
One hundred and fifty thousand U.S. dollars, for Hosseini and his country. For ordinary people, this is simply an astronomical figure!
Back at home, my wife was gathering wild vegetables on the ground and mixing them with a kind of rough grain, which is today's food.
After seeing Hosseini’s figure, a look of disappointment flashed in his wife’s eyes, and then she lowered her head in silence and continued working.
My husband just left home not long ago, and now he has returned home. It is obvious that he has no hope of work.
Thinking of the children continuing to starve in the coming days, my wife's eyes became dim, and tears silently ran down her rough cheeks.
Hosseini's children ran past the door. Their shabby clothes were covered with dust. They lay barefoot and glanced at the food cooked by their wife and swallowed.
Children get hungry easily, and they are not full, so even when they see those rough foods, they still make their mouths water.
Hosseini watched the scene in front of him silently, feeling that his chest was congested. He took a few deep breaths and then squatted next to his wife.
The wife looked up at Hosseini in shock, because she felt that her husband's behavior today was a bit strange.
“There was a Shenglong Group that wanted to recruit people just now. Once accepted, they will give you 150,000 US dollars, but they have to work far away and won’t be able to come back for a long time.
< br>I want to give it a try. If I am admitted, the children will not have to go hungry.”
After saying these words, Hosseini turned around and walked out of the house, heading straight for a small town more than ten kilometers away under the scorching sun. !
Thanks to: Ye 9.ｓ╄谛, Chengmin, The Sword Has Sheathed 57 for the reward, and thanks to book friends for their monthly tickets and recommendation support!
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