High-IQ chaebol: begging for a hug in the arms of a black belly

At noon, the sun was shining brightly, and the roasted person was dizzy and just wanted to find a place to sleep.

The dazzling light blinded Xia Tingyu's eyes. He raised his arm to cover his forehead and looked at the tall man who was walking towards him.

"How is it? Is everything going well?" Shen Bocheng asked.

Xia Tingyu didn't want to tell about the audition. After all, his performance was so poor and he had just been sent back. He didn't even have the face to describe the embarrassing experience, so he hummed unnaturally from his nasal cavity.

I didn't want to expose the little thought of the other party, "Let's go, go to eat, and take you to a place in the afternoon."

Xia Tingyu's young master's temper has almost been worn out in less than a month, especially now that he is facing the situation of being poor and unable to afford food, he can only grit his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

Silently following someone, he realized that Shen Bocheng had changed into new clothes today, "Brother Shen, why do you always have new clothes lately?"

"The friend who told you that day is in the clothing business, and this is all given by him." Shen Bocheng said indifferently.

"Oh, that's it." Xia Tingyu thought for a while, and then said, "Brother Shen, does your friend still need someone?"

Shen Bocheng was waiting for him to ask this question, frowned pretending to be a little embarrassed, turned around and looked at the other party: "Well... your major is not suitable."

"It's okay, brother, I don't have to be in this major, I can try other jobs as well." Xia Tingyu thought to himself, after all, if you want to survive, you have to make money first, and you should be able to do what others are capable of.

satisfy!This kid is still very sensible!

Shen Bocheng actually didn't expect Xia Tingyu to get rid of most of his bad habits so quickly. After all, the information provided by the person who came to pass the message showed that the boy in front of him, who was as well-behaved as a little sheep, was a second-generation ancestor who disobeyed discipline in the past. , the well-known little playboy in the rich circle...

"They don't have a storage manager there, and they pay 3000 yuan a month to manage food and housing, and provide collective dormitories."

Shen Bocheng thought that it would be great if he could agree, and his work of looking after the children would be easier, after all, he had more important things to do.

After hearing this, Xia Tingyu kept searching in his mind what kind of job a warehouse manager is.In the end, he did not find any explanation for this word in his 22 years of accumulation of words: "Uh... can I ask, what is the main purpose of this job?"

Speechless... It really is a cub born of a capitalist who doesn't know the sufferings of the world!

"It's the administrator looking at the warehouse." He said it deliberately and elegantly.

"Oh... look..." Xia Tingyu seemed to understand a little bit, and asked again: "Is it the guard?"

Shen Bocheng snorted, thinking, do you have the skills of a doorman?Look at your delicate skin and flesh, I'm afraid you haven't had a mouthful, the guards trained by the security company are all professionally trained.

"No, just looking at the item."

"Oh... that's much simpler. What else do I need to do? For example, do some statistics."

After all, Xia Tingyu graduated from the Department of Finance, so he is very confident in financial knowledge and statistical knowledge.

"I'm not sure about this. If necessary, I'll talk to them about giving you a raise."

Shen Bocheng thought about why he had overlooked this issue. If their warehouse management work in their factory required some accounting skills, then the salary of 3000 he offered would be too nonsense, and it would be reasonable to pay around 5000.

"Okay, okay, it's just...the place they live in, I don't really want...to live there."

Xia Tingyu can accept selling his labor to make some money, but he doesn't want to be crowded into a room with many people.

Shen Bocheng, who didn't have much hope at all, thought about it, no matter how much he exercises, he needs to overdo it, so let's not stop if he can't stop, and he will basically be free once he goes to work.

In this way, in the early morning of the next day, Shen Bocheng brought Xia Tingyu to a garment factory called "Ming Yi".

As soon as he entered the compound, the iron chains collided, the dogs barked loudly and roared, and the buzzing echoed, Xia Tingyu flashed behind Shen Bocheng in a jerk.

"What are you afraid of, old man." Shen Bocheng yelled at the two wolfhounds: "Ma Sai, you silly, shut up and get the hell out of here."

Strange to say, those two "vicious" large dogs actually walked back to the iron cage with their heads drooping in desperation after hearing Shen Bocheng's order.

"Okay, come out, they won't recruit you anymore." Shen Bocheng stretched out his hand and grabbed Xia Tingyu from behind him, "Why are you so timid?"

Xia Tingyu also felt that he was a little embarrassed just now, but wanted to be calm, so he deliberately raised his voice: "Be careful so you can live a long time..."

While talking, a black A6 stopped behind them, and a tall man in a black suit walked towards them.

Shen Bocheng narrowed his eyes and said to the man, "Mr. Mo, this is the Xia Tingyu I told you about. He came to work today."

"Oh, okay, I'll ask someone to arrange it later."

Xia Tingyu glanced at the man, always felt that he was a little unnatural when he was talking to Shen Bocheng, without thinking carefully, Xia Tingyu smiled politely: "Hello, Mr. Mo!"

"Well... go, someone inside will give you a simple training."

Xia Tingyu looked at this man, he was gentle and elegant, he didn't have the airs of a boss at all, and he still had some expectations for his first job in life.

Following the instructions, I walked into the gate of the warehouse, and I saw rows of shelves and busy small forklifts, and then walked inside a transparent office made of glass.

Dangdang, please come in.

A middle-aged lady in her 40s wearing glasses didn't stop working when she saw Xia Tingyu coming in. She was copying and comparing a bunch of invoices in a notebook.

"Hi, I'm the new administrator." Seeing that the man ignored him, Xia Tingyu opened his mouth.

The eldest sister originally thought, "Wait a minute, aren't you busy?" After seeing Xia Tingyu's face, she changed to: "You're new here, wait a minute, I'll make a note of the list in my hand."

Outside the warehouse, Shen Bocheng sat in the back seat of the car, and said to Mr. Mo who was driving in front: "Kong Mo, the project in the south is here, let's go there."

"Yes!" Kong Mo started the car immediately after speaking.

In the study of Xia's old house, Xia Guochang flipped through the photos on his mobile phone.

Those were Xia Tingyu's candid shots from different angles and different occasions, including the process of being taken to an audition by Cheng Yao.

The old housekeeper shook his head, and said with a smile: "Old man, if you really miss the young master, you can go and see for yourself."

"Don't look, it's been so many days, this kid has just made some progress, so I can't give up all my previous efforts."