The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 1035 Recruiting Migrant Workers
At the gate of the steel rolling mill, the personnel department set up a temporary table under the shade of a tree.

There was already a long queue at this time, and there were roughly thirty or forty people in it. It was the first day, so the effect was quite good.

In the middle of the team, there was a blackboard made by the Propaganda Department, and many rural people who came here to see it gathered around it. Some of them were looking at it with great interest, while others were pointing at the blackboard and chatting with the people next to them.

Through the gaps between people, you can see a chalk drawing on the right half of the blackboard showing a construction worker wearing a safety helmet and laying bricks.

The construction worker had a determined look in his eyes and wielded the trowel with great force, as if the next moment, the trowel would chop off the dog's head of imperialism.

The left half is an extremely simple text introduction. Taking into account that most farmers have low cultural levels and limited literacy rates, the description is very simple.

Three meals a day at the construction site, in brackets, to make sure you are full.

There is a large bunk bed for sleeping at night.

The working hours are from 7 am to 7 pm, with a two-hour break at noon for meals and lunch breaks. Full consideration is given to humane management to prevent employees from getting heatstroke.

Reinforcement workers, bricklayers, and carpenters who can build a house independently are paid 25 yuan a month. Those who don't know anything but can do the hard work are paid 15 yuan. The payment starts from the day of registration and the bill is settled at the end of the month.

In order to avoid unqualified people, those who sign up for technical jobs will have to meet the required number of people, then be sent over on tricycles and start working. Those who are not capable of doing the job will have to go back on their own or be hired as laborers.

"Comrade, the difference is too big. It's only ten dollars!"

The clerk in the personnel department raised his head and glanced at the old farmer who was complaining to him, then looked at the calluses on his palms and judged that he was a capable worker, and then he spoke slowly.

"What are you thinking? Food is provided, and this money is the surplus. You can pay five yuan to the village and save one hundred and twenty yuan a year. If you don't have any skills, you can go in and learn. You can learn quickly and work on your own in three months. Then your salary can go up, and you can build houses for others when you return to the village~!"

The weather was hot, and the clerk in the personnel department's clothes were soaked with sweat on his back. He had said it so many times that he didn't seem to have much patience left. After he finished explaining the factory's policies, he looked at the old farmer.

The salary is set jointly by the Personnel Department and the Finance Department. It is not high, but it is also very attractive to rural areas near the capital. When converted, it is about half more than the money earned from farming, so there is not enough demand for everyone to get in.

The biggest gimmick is that you can eat your fill, and that's the attraction. The food saved can be eaten more by the family, so saving is earning.

"What should I say? Should I sign up or go back to discuss it? Let me make it clear first, we are not hiring many people. You can go to the construction site first and learn first. If you are late, humph, don't even mention the 15 yuan, you won't even have a position~!"

"No, no, comrade, isn't this your first time in the city? I don't know anything about this. I heard from others that you were recruiting workers, so I came here to ask around. I don't know if it's true or not~!"

The old farmer took off his straw hat and timidly covered his stomach with it. In his eyes, one could see the fear that some rural people have when they go to the city. Facing the cadres, he was careful to put on a smile.

"I don't understand. I can explain to you that this is not the factory recruiting workers, nor is it arranging for everyone to move to the city. This is because our factory is going to build a residential area for family members in Liangmahe, East Suburb. That place is a rural area now, not a city yet. We are recruiting temporary construction workers. If you do a good job, you will have no problem for two to three years. If you don't do a good job, don't come here to make trouble~!"

The clerk in the personnel department stood up from his seat, cleared his throat, and shouted loudly to the people in line.

Some people think that the factory is recruiting formal workers, while some people think that they can move to the city just by signing up. These are two different things, and we need to explain this clearly to them to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

But there were so many people that if I explained to everyone one by one, my saliva would dry up. So I just said it loudly so that the people at the back could hear it.

Farmers can come to the city for a short period of time, but if they stay for a long time, it will cause public security problems, and the local police station will definitely have a headache. People who come to the city without jobs are called blind migrants, but there are no such problems in the rural areas near the suburbs of Beijing. The steel mill wants to build a house, not to cause trouble, so it is necessary to discuss the relationship in advance.

Anjiazhuang is different. It is still considered a rural area. What is this called? The coordination work between farmers in different villages is not considered as moving into the city. It is equivalent to playing a sloppy game and skirting the rules.

"Comrade, I'm reporting, I'm reporting, keep your voice down, I'm going to go back and tell my family, and call some people over, please save some space for me~!"

Hearing the young cadre shouting so loudly, the old farmer immediately became nervous. Perhaps he was afraid that the quota would be snatched by someone else, so he tugged at his sleeve and explained in a low voice.

"No, no, if you want to apply, our factory will notify your village. You will work at our construction site. You can just take our car to the construction site. Everything is ready there. You can't go back to call for help. Everyone in the village is here. Who will do the work in the village? There are only a few vacancies in a village~!"

When the personnel department clerk heard this, he immediately shook his head and went back to notify and recruit people. He immediately became nervous. He thought that three or four people from each village would be enough. If there were more, all the strong laborers in the village would come, and the people would be angry. If they sued the steel mill, it would also cause trouble.

There are dozens or even hundreds of households in a village, and transferring three or four strong laborers will not affect the autumn harvest. Work is work, and the Personnel Department cannot cause trouble for itself.

"Report it or not, if you don't, the next one will be the next one~!"

Seeing that the old farmer was still hesitating and was so nervous that his straw hat was a little deformed, the young cadre from the Personnel Department did not have a very good attitude. He waved to the side and motioned the people behind to come forward.

"I report, I report, comrade, I am from Xiaoxi Village, Chengguan Commune, Fangshan County, my name is Bi Erjin~!"

Bi Erjin, who had originally planned to visit relatives in the city, had a trembling voice at this time. If he had not heard from his relatives that the city was recruiting workers, and even recruiting people with registered permanent residence in nearby rural areas, he really would not have believed that such a good thing would fall from the sky.

Yes, even if the salary is not much, it is better for him than going back home. He doesn't make much money throughout the year. He might as well take a chance. If he learns how to build a house, he will make a fortune.

Seeing that there were so many people queuing behind him, Bi Erjin gritted his teeth, nodded vigorously, and decided not to go back. What's the point of going back? It would cost money to take the bus back and forth, and if the ticket was gone, he would miss it.

"Well, sign here. If you don't know how to sign, just press your fingerprint and wait by the car over there. You can also call the village. The work location is in Liangmahe, East Suburbs, so you can inform them in advance~!"

After Bi Erjin signed, he was still a little dazed. He looked at the gate of the steel rolling mill, swallowed, and stared at the telephone placed at the door of the guard room.

This means he can get a salary. Although it is not a stable job, it still feels like a dream to him, an old farmer who has been farming for 20 years. If the company was not here, he would have thought he was a scammer.

"Hello, hello, Secretary Kang, it's me, Erjin. I'm working at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill in Dongzhimen. They're building a residential building in Liangmahe and are looking for workers. I've signed up!"

"No, not a regular employee, but a temporary one. Yes, I'm in Liangmahe, East Suburbs. They said they'll notify you. I'll be there by car soon. Please tell Daya, don't worry about me~!"

On that day, almost all the villages near the steel mill, which had telephones, received the news and could only curse. The loss of two or three strong laborers in the village was not a serious injury. After verification, they could only say that the steel mill was too cunning.

As for the south, north and west of the city, after the personnel department had done their homework and rode around on their bikes, they had basically received the news.

For city residents, building houses under the scorching sun in the middle of summer is not a decent job, and the salary is relatively low, a few dollars lower than that of normal temporary workers. It is a job that is neither interesting nor worth giving up. There are many questions about it, but few people sign up.

But for farmers who grow crops near the outskirts of Beijing, it is more cost-effective. If they can sign up, the whole family will be happy. If they fail to sign up, they will not be too sad. At most, they can sigh that others are luckier.

This is the effect that the steel mill wanted. It was like throwing a small stone into the calm capital city, causing a small ripple.