Reborn in 2015, I became a male god starting in high school.

Chapter 44 Work Hard with Your Brother Zhou

From the beginning of May until now, Zhou Ziyang has arranged for them to work in the factory for exactly one month.

The day before yesterday, Zhou Ziyang arranged for someone to pay their wages in cash.

Most of the young people working in the factory were honest kids who wanted to make money, and they worked diligently. A few unreliable people were beaten up by Li Dongfeng and kicked out of the factory.

There are troublemakers everywhere. Zhou Ziyang's salary is indeed not low, but there are still some people who are not satisfied with Zhou Ziyang taking kickbacks and speak ill of him in private.

When Li Dongfeng found out, he was so angry that he slapped him twice without saying a word: "Damn it! If you don't want to do it, there are plenty of people who will! Is it wrong for my brother to work so hard to find you a job!"

"Damn it, do it if you want, get lost if you don't!"

In fact, Zhou Ziyang did not give Li Dongfeng an extra paycheck, but Li Dongfeng and several of his friends who went to the south with him spontaneously formed a small group to protect Zhou Ziyang.

Because they did indeed benefit from Zhou Ziyang.

Putting aside everything else, at the very least, they received a fair share of the recruitment kickbacks back then.

Later, more than eighty people came to the factory one after another, and then a few more people who wanted to follow Zhou Ziyang joined, so the group grew to more than a dozen people.

These people are all honest and hardworking, with clean families. They had looked for work before, so they naturally knew how hard-won this job was.

Moreover, before they came, their parents had earnestly advised them to work hard with Zhou Ziyang.

Moreover, Zhou Ziyang was genuinely good to them.

On the day they arrived, Zhou Ziyang even gave them fruit to eat.

During this month, some people left, but others quickly filled their positions.

On average, Zhou Ziyang worked eight hours a day, paying a total of 380,000 yuan in wages, and then incurring other expenses of 60,000 yuan, ultimately making a profit of 100,000 yuan.

However, Zhou Ziyang, who is already financially independent, no longer cares about such small sums of money.

But Li Dongfeng and his group were fixated on Zhou Ziyang.

Especially the moment you receive the money.

Even before they receive the money, these people remain anxious.

I thought to myself, "Could this be fake? Where can I find such a good job?"

Yes, it's 20 yuan an hour, and there's no pressure to pay for this or that. The dorm environment is okay, and there's even fruit and milk available occasionally.

Before receiving their salaries, many people are afraid of being scammed.

It wasn't until the accountant came and counted everyone's wages that the situation changed.

They excitedly called home, saying, "Dad! I got paid! I got 6050 last month!"

"So many?"

"You do well out there."

"Remember to listen to your brother Zhou!"

The moment the salary arrives, whether it's a young person going out to work or an elder who's been worrying at home, everyone finally feels relieved.

That young man is not a liar.

He is such a good person.

"You need to know who found you this job, and remember to buy them something to thank them." Your parents patiently taught you their life lessons.

"Yes, I know, Dad!"

The short-term workers who received the money felt that since they had earned so much, they should indeed give Zhou Ziyang a token of appreciation.

Zhou Ziyang gained even more supporters in response.

After the college entrance examination, these people had a day off. When they got home, they still went out and indulged in eating and drinking with their friends.

Compared to their classmates who just finished the college entrance exam, they received their first substantial paycheck, and they have more hope for the future than those young people who failed the exam and are feeling lost. "Why go to university? I earn five or six thousand a month now!"

"Exactly. Even if you go to university, you'll only make three or four thousand a month. You might as well make more money while you're young."

"Hey, Brother Xiaoyang, is that Brother Zhou you told us about? Do you need any more people? Do you think I could be a candidate?"

Most young people from ordinary families still hope to earn more money before college. They have tried to find jobs online, but the jobs they find are either too far from home or seem unreliable.

Compared to the jobs they were looking for, the job my friend is doing seems more suitable.

So I looked at this well-fed friend who had dropped out of school a few months earlier.

Someone offered him a cigarette, asking cautiously in their voice.

The 'friend' seemed to enjoy this treatment. After being served a cigarette, he exhaled a long puff of smoke and said, "Hey, Brother Zhou doesn't need any more people now, but since you're my friend, I'll ask around for you."

"Yes, yes, thank you, Brother Xiaoyang."

"Brother Xiaoyang, should we go buy Brother Zhou a couple of packs of good cigarettes? Does Brother Zhou drink?"

These students, who have never worked, don't know how hard it is to work in a factory, but they heard from their classmates that they can earn 6,000 yuan a month, so they feel that it's only right to spend a few hundred yuan to show their appreciation.

"Hey, don't rush to curry favor with Brother Zhou yet. It's not decided yet. I can only say I'll ask around for you, but I don't know if it will actually work out."

And so, more or less, they all had people around them who wanted to find a job during the break after the college entrance examination.

According to Li Dongfeng, there are quite a lot of people.

Zhou Ziyang asked how many there were.

"Probably around three hundred!" Li Dongfeng grinned.

"so much?"

"Of course! Now that the college entrance exams are over, everyone wants to find a job. And there are even people from other places!" Li Dongfeng said.

"Out of town?"

Li Dongfeng meant that everyone who was away from home without relatives or friends flocked to him as soon as they heard about the good job.

"Brother Zhou, if you think there are too many people, I can help you push a few. I also have a few people here, all of whom are my good friends. Can you help me arrange them?" Li Dongfeng said awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Zhou Ziyang replied, "I can only ask for you."

"Mmm! (Grinning)" Li Dongfeng was happy now.

At this time, Zhou Ziyang was still eating. The table was full of uncles and elders, all of whom were smiling and chatting with him. Zhou Ziyang's family was doing quite well; some were section chiefs in small units, while others were in business.

There was an uncle who was worth tens of millions and had been working in Nanjing. When he heard that Zhou Ziyang had been admitted to Nanjing University, he was very happy and made a special trip back from Nanjing. He also said that Zhou Ziyang could come to him if he needed anything in Nanjing.

Zhou Ziyang never took what his elders said at the dinner table seriously, but he still had to show basic politeness. He would nod, say a few polite words, and then, under his father's direction, raise his glass to offer two toasts.

This earned him praise from a table full of elders, who said that Ziyang had really grown up.

"He is handsome and polite."

After toasting, Zhou Ziyang told his father that he needed to use the restroom and left the table early.

When Zhou Ziyang went out, he happened to pass by Xia Wei's table.

Xia Wei turned her head and exchanged a glance with Zhou Ziyang, but neither of them said anything.

Xia Wei didn't know how she felt at that moment. At this moment, Xu Qing, who was next to Xia Wei, seized the opportunity and quickly said, "Weiwei, come on, let's go to your Uncle Zhou's table. You can offer your uncle and aunt a toast."

Zhou Guowei paid for Xia Wei's college admission banquet, but both families invited their own relatives. Naturally, the two women couldn't sit at Zhou Ziyang's table.

Xu Qing had been observing the movements at that table until Zhou Ziyang left, at which point they finally had a chance to offer a toast.

(End of this chapter)