mtl008 Chapter 153 Born into a lowly family
Chapter 153 Born into a lowly family
Deng Xiuzhen calculated her assets. She had made three million from buying stocks last time, and this time she bought nearly one million worth of stocks.
No matter how much the price drops, if I sell tomorrow morning, I should be able to keep 500,000, which would be 2.5 million...
"Pah, pah, pah!" Deng Xiuzhen wanted to spit out that silly, foolish idiot.
The rent I collected for a year amounted to over 100,000 yuan. Last time I opened a beauty salon, I earned over 20,000 yuan.
During her time traveling from Pucheng to Kyoto, Deng Xiuzhen found that her expenses were quite high.
If memories of past lives are useless, and if the real estate market doesn't boom in the future, the money I have won't be enough to guarantee that I and Wenjing will have a comfortable life in the future.
There's also the possibility that some unknown changes might occur in the world, and the money in your hands might become worthless!
Deng Xiuzhen became increasingly uneasy.
No, we can't just sit around and do nothing! We can't lose our instinct to make a living!
I tossed and turned all night.
The next morning, Deng Xiuzhen rushed to the securities trading center.
As soon as trading began, she liquidated her entire position, losing over 300,000 yuan. Then she sat there waiting, wanting to see if the world had changed, becoming utterly unpredictable.
Seeing the market filled with red, and seeing people looking worried and some even crying and banging their heads against the wall.
Deng Xiuzhen left quietly.
She felt she should find a job, but what kind of job could she find?
Nanny? Housekeeper?
At my age and with my level of education, these are probably the only jobs I can find.
As for beauty, she automatically ignored it, because having lived two lives, she knew that the end of beauty was plastic surgery, and the end of plastic surgery was a monster.
While Deng Xiuzhen was experiencing a series of misfortunes, Qin Yanlin was raking in money.
Business was so good that he felt like he was dreaming.
He had just secured the exclusive rights to a product when people started searching for it all over the place. And the demand was huge.
It seems like he just transfers money from one hand to the other, and then the money just keeps flying in and hitting him.
They knocked him so hard he was dizzy and unsteady on his feet.
"Xiuzhen! Xiuzhen! You have to help me! You absolutely have to help me!" Before Qin Yanlin even arrived, his voice had already reached the top of the lungs.
"What are you yelling about? If you yell again, I'll tear your mouth off!" Deng Xiuzhen had gotten used to yelling at Qin Yanlin lately, and today, in a bad mood, she yelled even more fluently.
Qin Yanlin wasn't angry. He grabbed Deng Xiuzhen and said, "You have to help me with this! I don't trust anyone else to do it!"
Deng Xiuzhen flung his hand away and said, "Get out of my way! Why should I help you?"
"No, no, I'm not asking you to help me for free. It's just that my shop has been doing really well lately, and I'm too busy to handle everything. I'd like to ask you to help me check the inventory and collect payments."
I'm paying you to do my job.
"Two thousand a month, are you in or not?" Qin Yanlin grabbed Deng Xiuzhen's sleeve again, with a fawning smile on his face.
"Born lowly!" Deng Xiuzhen shook it twice but couldn't shake it off, and couldn't help but curse angrily.
“Yes, yes, you’re right, I was born lowly!” Qin Yanlin agreed.
"Let's go! Let's go take a look first, we'll start work tomorrow." Qin Yanlin pulled Deng Xiuzhen out.
"I'll go tomorrow! I'm not going today!" Deng Xiuzhen pushed Qin Yanlin away.
"Okay, I won't go today, I'll go tomorrow, I'll go tomorrow!" Qin Yanlin said with a smile as he walked away.
He has to prepare things; he won't be coming back at noon from now on, he'll cook and eat at the shop.
"Xiuzhen! Xiuzhen!" Qin Yanlin called out early the next morning.
Deng Xiuzhen went out, and the two of them went together to Qin Yanlin's shop in Dongguan Village.
Originally, it was thought that Qin Yanlin had only rented a small room of about ten square meters, since land in Dongguan Village is extremely valuable and storefront rents are very expensive.
To my surprise, the shop was over 40 square meters, filled with a dazzling array of discs and electronic products.
"With so much stock, won't someone guard it at night?" Deng Xiuzhen thought about how Qin Yanlin returned to the courtyard every day.
“There are guards, and besides, there are security guards on this street, so no one will dare to steal anything,” Qin Yanlin said, leading Deng Xiuzhen inside.
He clapped his hands and said, "Put aside what you're doing. We've got a new employee in our store. She'll be in charge of taking inventory and collecting money from now on. Please cooperate with her."
There were three girls in the shop, and when they heard Qin Yanlin's words, they all agreed in unison.
"Haven't you always been the cashier? Why did you bring such a woman with you, Mr. Qin?"
"At her age, sweeping the floor is fine. But would she even be able to handle a cash register?" Hu Yue whispered in Liu Qing's ear.
Liu Qing didn't speak, but looked at Deng Xiuzhen with eyes full of resentment.
"Mr. Qin, who is she? Would she be able to handle the cash register? She's quite busy when things get busy, and she's prone to making mistakes. Would you like to reconsider?" Liu Qing asked Qin Yanlin softly, concealing the emotions in his eyes.
"This is my old..." Qin Yanlin wanted to say that Deng Xiuzhen was his wife, but then he remembered Deng Xiuzhen's warning:
No pulling or tugging! No asking who I am to you!
Otherwise, I'll leave immediately!
He quickly changed his tune, saying, "She's an acquaintance from my hometown who came to Kyoto looking for work."
"She'll be the cashier. Liu Qing, you'll be in charge of teaching her."
Liu Qing quickly agreed, and the other two nodded in agreement as well.
Qin Yanlin received a phone call and went out.
"Auntie, what's your relationship with Boss Qin?" Liu Qing poured a cup of tea and handed it to Deng Xiuzhen, asking warmly.
"I have no relation to your General Manager Qin. We're just from different villages in the same town."
Yesterday, while I was looking for a job on that street, I saw Mr. Qin and greeted him.
"When General Manager Qin heard I was looking for a job, he brought me here." Deng Xiuzhen pointed ahead; she knew that there were often people on that street with signs advertising job opportunities.
"Where's your cardboard cutout?" Liu Qing asked dismissively.
She knew that street; the women who stood up signs to cause trouble were either nannies, cleaners, or dishwashers.
The men there were either bricklayers or manual laborers. There weren't any highly educated or capable people erecting boards there.
White-collar workers, including those in sales, factories, and supermarkets, apply through employment agencies or directly to job-seeking companies.
"Once I find something to do, I'll throw away the sign." Deng Xiuzhen didn't want to cause trouble; she was there to work and didn't want to create conflict with life.
So even though she knew the other person was implying something, she pretended not to understand.
"It's just a cardboard sign, it should be thrown away, otherwise it's quite embarrassing to bring it to the store! It might even affect the store's business," Hu Yue said sarcastically, pursing her lips.
“Auntie, at your age, can you handle this? If you make a mistake, you’ll have to pay compensation. How about you take charge of sorting the goods and cleaning up?” Liu Qing didn’t actually teach Deng Xiuzhen; she had no intention of teaching her at all.
A woman in her forties, judging from her clothes and appearance, probably hasn't had much education. I don't even know if she finished elementary school. She's more suited to sweeping the floor than to working as a cashier.
There are three girls in the shop!
Who isn't more suitable to be a cashier than this old woman?