"Recruiting workers? Such good fortune, of course, I'm willing to go," Jiang Changhai said upon hearing this, his heart filled with excitement, and he agreed without even asking about the salary.
What Yu Cheng talked about was all insider information. Usually, when the factories in their town were hiring, they hardly ever heard about it until the positions had all been filled.
Those who got in had connections in the factory, allowing them to get the news early and submit their application forms.
Plus, the factory leaders preferred to look after the relatives of their own workers. After all, it was the same hiring one over another, and they could also do a favor.
"Uncle Jiang, don't be in a hurry. I'd like to first ask how far you went in school?" Yu Cheng inquired.
The telephone of that era hardly had any sound insulation, and Jiang Mianmian and Su Wanyu, standing nearby, could hear everything clearly.