r18novel Chapter 65 Steady Development!
Chapter 65 Steady Development!
When people think of the Republic of China era, their first impression is that it was a time when many masters emerged, but in reality, it produced far more swindlers.
Forgery of academic credentials was rampant. In any case, the common people at that time were not very educated, and the Manchu Qing dynasty was ruthless in this regard, resulting in widespread illiteracy.
These days, having some basic literacy skills is enough to find a decent job, provided your problems aren't discovered.
Hong Kong Island is similar; to become a police officer, you only need to be literate to apply, and even those from Shandong Province who are illiterate can apply.
The experienced officers from Shandong Province who arrived early blazed a good trail.
With more scammers, more people will fall for their tricks. But even the most foolish person will learn to be smarter after being scammed a few times. This has led to the situation in Hong Kong where guarantors and security deposits are required.
Otherwise, after Zhang Guohao arrived, he would have asked Liu San to help him access resources from various places. Liu San, having received the money, would essentially have acted as Zhang Guohao's guarantor.
This kind of guarantor isn't someone just anyone can do; you need to have a good job and income.
Otherwise, if one beggar acts as a guarantor for another beggar, someone has to believe him!
Mei Qing and Lü Shen were unlucky because they had no acquaintances and no money in Hong Kong!
Clerical work is considered a pretty good job these days. Hong Kong Island is currently experiencing a population boom, with people everywhere and no shortage of college graduates. Bosses can't be too picky, can they? If you get ripped off once, you'll be laughed at by your colleagues for a long time.
In other words, Zhang Guohao was bold enough to hire someone without investigating their background.
Zhang Guohao wasn't stupid. Of the people who came earlier, only Mei Qing and Lü Shen seemed reliable, and besides, they were poor!
Those who come out to look for work, especially those with some education, all try their best to present themselves in a glamorous and presentable manner. The fact that these two are like this means that they are almost at their wits' end.
He's educated but poor, so it's worth the gamble, because even if they're fraudsters, they won't find a suitable way to sell Zhang Guohao's manuscripts.
Their clothes, neither new nor old, would prevent major newspapers or publishing houses from letting them in.
Zhang Guohao saw that the two people's revisions and polishing were acceptable, so he let them continue polishing, and that they could finish polishing those three thousand words today.
The two of them should first familiarize themselves with the overall tone of the work, and each of them should write a 1,000-word reading comprehension exercise.
This is a million-word work, and Zhang Guohao did not intend to take out most of the content directly and let these two people polish and proofread it.
Let's observe for a few days first, and then decide whether to continue using it.
"Alright, it's lunchtime. Try some of my family's food."
Zhang Guohao checked the time and realized it was about time. He called his two newly recruited henchmen to join the Zhang family and the construction team for dinner.
The Zhang family has their own skills and also directly manages the construction team's meals, so they can get a cheaper price.
Mei Qing and Lü Shen sat awkwardly in the restaurant, looking at the food being served, and couldn't help but swallow.
"Eat up, don't just stare. You have work to do this afternoon if you eat your fill."
Seeing the two of them looking nervous, Zhang Guohao smiled and said...
Mei Qing and Lü Shen then picked up their chopsticks and started eating, and they couldn't stop.
The construction team members were the same; they were all big eaters, and the whole group ate with great relish, praising Zhang Qingyang's culinary skills.
"Master Zhang, your skills are absolutely amazing!"
"That's right, I've never eaten such good food before!"
"After eating Chef Zhang's food, I can't eat anything at home anymore!"
They've never eaten at such fancy restaurants before; this is completely different from home cooking.
Zhang Qingyang watched them eat with a smile, not caring how much they ate. As a chef, the most important thing was that others enjoyed the food he made.
"Third brother, what are you doing having two college students doing all that writing and drawing?"
Zhang Guoxiong couldn't sit still for a moment. While picking his teeth, he moved over to Zhang Guohao's side and asked him a question.
"Why are you so free? Go move a couple more pieces of wood!"
Zhang Guohao looked at Zhang Guoxiong and said irritably that he had also eaten quite a bit, having eaten three bowls of rice, and was feeling a little dizzy. He just wanted to go home and get a good night's sleep.
"No, please tell me! If you had told me earlier that you were paying me, I would have done it too. I'm a college student!"
Zhang Guoxiong began to volunteer himself, saying he would rather use a pen than move furniture.
"You? You're a law student, how can you compare to Chinese literature majors? My work is a novel, it's literature and art, you're ruining it for me."
Zhang Guohao showed no politeness to his second brother, but his second brother wouldn't get angry anyway.
"Novels? Literature and art? You?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Guoxiong immediately jumped up in anger!
"Do you even know anything about literature? How many Chinese characters can you write? Don't make your second brother laugh."
Zhang Guoxiong laughed so hard he almost fell over.
"The third brother was right, what he wrote this time is really good."
Zhang Guoying is much more pragmatic than Zhang Guoxiong. He had already taken over Zhang Guohao's manuscript and had already flipped through several pages.
"Really? Our Zhang family can produce a literary genius?"
Zhang Guoxiong took the manuscript of the foundation project in disbelief and continued reading.
"Second brother, back then, you and I were both called the God of Literature. It's just that what you guys are doing doesn't seem to have much to do with the God of Literature. Now, if Third brother can also become the God of Literature, it doesn't seem so surprising."
Zhang Guojie looked at his older brothers and added a sentence.
These days, it's not an exaggeration to call someone who can get into university a "literary genius."
"Fourth brother, you understand your brother best."
Looking at his dumbfounded second brother, Zhang Guohao patted his fourth brother on the shoulder with satisfaction.
The restaurant continued its renovations in the afternoon. Zhang Guohao arranged work for Mei Qing and Lü Shen. This time, they would go home to sleep after crossing the sea.
For the next few days, after get off work, Zhang Guohao would first give Mei Qing and Lü Shen the manuscript to assign tasks, then pack some food from the restaurant and take it home.
Back home, the four women were also quite busy, preparing things for Zhang Guohao's wedding, and they were having a great time.
They've even set a date for Zhang Guohao's wedding—it'll be at the end of the year. By then, the restaurant will be almost finished with renovations, and they'll just set up a few tables there.
……
A few days later, after Boss Huo finished get off work, he didn't let Zhang Guohao leave. Instead, he took out a stack of documents and handed them to Zhang Guohao.
"Your family's identification documents have all been processed."
Boss Huo said to Zhang Guohao, "These documents are all household registration documents and identity certificates of the Zhang family."
Although many people are coming to Hong Kong Island now, only about half of them have proper identification.
The remaining people are either too lazy to get an ID card, or they have a criminal record and don't want others to find out about them or leave a trace with the authorities.
Some people simply don't have the money and are unwilling to pay bribes or "tea money" to the household registration department.