I opened a breakfast shop while raising my child, and the school beauty begged me not to sell it any

Chapter 241 Salted Vegetable Workshop

Chen Yuan couldn't ignore Zhang Liping's opinion: "Of course you can bring up any ideas you have; I'd be happy to hear them."

Zhang Liping smiled and said, "That's right. You're making money by opening a shop, so how about this? We'll prioritize finding single mothers, and also young people like Xia Qing who are quick, efficient, and capable."

"If we can't gather all these people, we'll look further down the list, looking for older people on welfare, or those with minor physical disabilities."

Chen Yuan knew that Zhang Liping was genuinely thinking of him.

"Of course, no problem at all. Thank you, Sister Zhang. With your help, I feel even more reassured."

Zhang Liping said softly, "Actually, this is also good for you. If a workshop like yours hires employees like this, the higher-ups will definitely be more lenient and might even give you some subsidies."

Chen Yuan said, "I haven't considered subsidies or anything like that. I mainly feel that these people have a relatively difficult time finding employment. Under normal circumstances, it's not easy to find ordinary jobs, and the jobs here don't have any high requirements."

"But although there's not much of a barrier to entry, you have to know how to cut vegetables. Otherwise, you can't cut cucumber strips that are sometimes thicker than your arm and sometimes thinner than your finger."

Zhang Liping laughed heartily: "Don't worry, they'll need to know how to cook. But then again, they're all housewives, surely they can do housework too?"

Chen Yuan laughed and said, "Yes, but shouldn't I remind you? There are other things I can't guarantee, but I definitely won't delay paying wages. I have such a big business, it's not worth it."

Without saying a word, Zhang Liping grabbed Chen Yuan's hand and shook it vigorously: "Little Chen, let me tell you, this year the city is going to select some kind of outstanding top 10 youths, and your name will be the first one I submit!"

"Sister Zhang, don't think of me as so noble," Chen Yuan said honestly. "I just feel that if these people can't find other jobs, they'll definitely cherish the work they get from me and work hard. Aren't Aunt Li and Sister Wang perfect examples?"

Zhang Liping laughed and said, "It's alright, no need to be modest or say that, I understand. You don't need to worry about anything, just focus on your work. I'll take care of everything for you, and I'll definitely pick the most honest, reliable, and hardworking people for you!"

"Oh, right, I almost forgot to ask, how many people do you need?"

"Right now, the scale is small, and I think five or six people are enough. If this business grows in the future, we'll add more people."

Chen Yuan said, "Sister Zhang, I'll transfer you 5000 yuan first. When I'm cleaning up this warehouse, I'll need to put some things in, like hand sanitizer and disinfectant. Please help me get those. If it's not enough, just send me a message."

Zhang Liping agreed without hesitation.

Then Zhang Liping asked about the situation of these older women.

They provided excellent after-sales service.

Chen Yuan gave a few brief instructions and then left.

A few days later, one morning.

My phone rang halfway through the work.

Zhang Liping's words were as warm and straightforward as ever.

"That small warehouse has been completely cleaned up for you. I even asked a friend from the Market Supervision Bureau to come and take a look. He gave me some suggestions, and I had someone make some changes."

"I've sent you a detailed list of the stainless steel worktops, faucets, and other miscellaneous things that were installed for you. Just transfer the remaining money to me within three days."

"Okay, sis, I'll transfer the money to you when I'm done with my work."

Zhang Liping was walking on the street when she spoke on the phone.

Before even reaching their destination, Chen Yuan had already paid the remaining balance.

Zhang Liping checked the payment receipt: "This young man is really efficient; he works so fast!"

Put the phone back in your pocket.

Zhang Liping arrived at an old residential building and climbed the cement stairs, going first to the 3rd floor.

The warehouse is almost ready, but we are short-handed right now.

"Bang bang bang."

A knock came at the door of a family on the third floor.

The woman who opened the door was in her early thirties, and her name was Lin Xia.

The room was dimly lit and had a faint smell of Chinese medicine.

From the inner room came the sound of an old man's suppressed cough. A little boy was doing his homework at a low table. Lin Xia was wearing a faded floral apron, and her hands were still wet from washing vegetables.

Upon seeing Zhang Liping, Lin Xia's eyes flashed with panic and evasion. She quickly wiped her hands on her trouser leg, and her face turned slightly red.

"Director Zhang, what brings you here? Is it about the property management fee? Don't worry, I'll receive my welfare payment in a couple of days and I'll definitely make up for it."

"It's not about the property management fee."

Zhang Liping entered the house familiarly, pulled over a small bamboo stool and sat down. Lin Xia sat down next to her, looking uneasy.

Zhang Liping felt sorry for her and grabbed her hand: "Xia, I heard your mother-in-law's rheumatism has flared up again and she can't get out of bed. How are you going to pick up and drop off the child?"

Lin Xia said softly, "Let him come back with his classmates by himself. There's nothing else we can do. Luckily, the kids are older now, they're in elementary school, and they can come back by themselves."

Zhang Liping nodded, then asked, "Didn't you used to work at the supermarket stocking shelves? I heard you got fired again? Have you found a new job yet?"

"I was doing really well at work, but then my child got sick. I asked for leave, but my manager thought it was too much trouble for me to take care of the child, so he fired me. I was thinking of finding a new job, but then my mom got sick and I can't leave her for a while. I'm so worried and don't know what to do."

As Lin Xia spoke, her eyes reddened, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Hearing this, Zhang Liping felt a pang of sadness, but she rallied her spirits and said with a smile, "Not finding a job? Perfect! I'll introduce you to one. What do you think?"

"You know what a commotion it was at the entrance of our neighborhood a while ago? There were so many old people lining up in front of that vegan breakfast shop every day."

Lin Xia said, "I know that. Are they hiring there?"

Zhang Liping said, "Here's the thing, the boss's surname is Chen. He wants to set up a small pickled vegetable workshop. I've found a place for him, and everything's set up. It's on the second floor of our community building. Now that the place is ready, we need to find a few workers."

"Xiao Chen said we'll pay by weight, one pound of pickled vegetables for one pound of money. The more you work, the more you earn; the less you work, the less you earn. Plus, the hours are flexible. You're quick and efficient, and hardworking. Although this job isn't exactly easy, it's at least a job right near home, and working indoors won't be too strenuous. What do you think about it?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Xia's eyes, and her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her apron.

"Is this for real? I don't have any skills, I didn't even finish junior high school, do you think they'd hire me? And what if I don't do a good job and get fired, or what if they don't pay me? You know my family's situation, we really can't afford to wait..."