Phi-Fic Chapter 403 Pretending to be poor was just to test you.
Chapter 403 Pretending to be poor was just to test you.
When Zhou's father checked the bank card balance, it indeed only showed five hundred yuan.
That spendthrift son of a man really spends money like water.
I can't save any money at all.
How can he start a business without capital?
Six hundred yuan. If it were before, he wouldn't have picked it up even if he saw it.
Now, however, they have to rely on this little bit of money to make ends meet.
Zhou's father bought some food from a roadside stall near the school gate to fill his stomach.
Then I found a sheltered place to stay.
Even the cheapest hotel costs 100 yuan a night, and Zhou's father only had that much money, so he didn't dare to go to a hotel to sleep.
I should think about how to continue my job search tomorrow.
It seems starting a business is out of the question, so I guess I'll just have to keep looking for a job.
As night deepened, fewer and fewer people were outside.
Two students walked by in a hurry, saying that they were back late, their dorm rooms were locked, and they would have to spend the night at an internet cafe.
It only costs ten yuan to book an overnight stay.
An overnight stay at an internet cafe costs ten yuan.
Upon hearing this, Zhou's father quietly followed behind the two.
If you have ten yuan, you can find a place to sleep, which would be quite nice.
Zhou's father followed the two to the internet cafe.
They followed suit and set up a computer, staying up all night.
There were quite a few people in the internet cafe.
All I could hear were the sounds of people playing video games.
Mr. Zhou seemed out of place on the other side.
Mr. Zhou found a comfortable spot with a sofa and chairs, and with the curtains drawn, no one outside could see him.
Mr. Zhou didn't even turn on his computer; he just curled up on the sofa and went to sleep.
The sofa chair was too short, and Zhou's father couldn't stretch his arms and legs out, so he was half-sitting and half-lying down.
But at least it's better than a park bench.
Internet cafes are bustling late at night.
The sounds of keyboard typing, mouse clicking, and voices filled the air.
The air was filled with the aroma of food.
The smells of instant noodles, grilled sausages, and oden all wafted into my nose.
Mr. Zhou never knew that instant noodles could smell so good.
It smelled so good that he was drooling in his dreams.
I woke up hungry at 2 a.m.
I bought a jianbing guozi from a roadside stall in the evening because I was really hungry.
When Zhou's father got up, half of his body was numb.
My whole body aches and feels stiff; my neck and arms feel numb.
Mr. Zhou thought he should get up and walk around.
There were still many people outside, fighting fiercely, showing no signs of sleepiness.
There were others with curtains drawn like his, so you couldn't see what they were playing.
Mr. Zhou walked to the food cabinet.
Instant noodles cost ten yuan a bucket, grilled sausages cost five yuan a piece, and oden skewers cost three yuan a piece.
There are also various other snacks.
A kettle of boiling water was placed directly next to it.
Someone is making instant noodles.
The aroma of the instant noodles wafted straight into Mr. Zhou's nose.
What do you want to buy?
The network administrator saw Zhou's father standing motionless in front of the food cabinet and assumed he didn't know how to open the cabinet door.
Mr. Zhou looked quite old and seemed out of place among the people around him; it was probably his first time here.
When I first came in, I thought they were here to kidnap my kids, but it turns out they wanted to spend the whole night online.
Maybe it's because my kid is going through a rebellious phase and always goes to internet cafes, so I came here to experience what it's like to be in an internet cafe.
Who knows?
Anyway, he's just an employee.
Zhou's father took a bucket of instant noodles, just like the one next to him.
"anything else?"
"This one will do."
"Ten yuan, hot water is right next to you, just soak it yourself."
Mr. Zhou paid the money and then poured hot water to make instant noodles.
Standing there, I felt very uncomfortable, so I took my instant noodles and returned to my seat.
After finishing the noodles and soup, Zhou's father was no longer sleepy.
This environment is exciting.
Zhou's father also turned on the computer.
Perhaps he could look into which other companies he could apply to.
If this industry doesn't work, then related industries can.
If that doesn't work, you can try other industries.
Mr. Zhou was browsing through job postings on recruitment websites.
As dawn broke, Zhou's father left the internet cafe.
He was full of confidence this time.
Last night I found job postings from many companies on recruitment websites.
He wanted to give it a try.
The salary and benefits are quite good.
Mr. Zhou felt that by going for a face-to-face meeting and demonstrating his abilities, these were all things that could be discussed further.
Faced with people like Zhou's father who come to apply for jobs without an appointment or resume, some are not even allowed to enter the building. They are told to schedule an interview with HR in advance on the website and then enter the company with the interview email.
Some others asked Mr. Zhou to fill out a resume first, and then they would call to inform him of the interview time.
Some people communicated with him, but Zhou's father did not meet their demands, and they were also unable to meet his demands.
Neither side needs to waste time.
Mr. Zhou was initially full of confidence, but then suffered a major setback.
Many people say he is all talk and no action.
How could he be so unrealistic? He's been a general manager for over ten years, and now he's being asked to be a low-level employee?
His salary is only a few thousand yuan. He used to be worth hundreds of billions, and now he's only making a few thousand yuan a month.
He could not accept it.
Junior staff are always bossed around.
He would absolutely not agree.
Even if Zhou's father went bankrupt, he would rather be penniless and suffer from hunger and cold than accept doing such a lowly job.
However, life is often a mix of joy and sorrow.
After Zhou's father suffered a great blow, someone offered him a helping hand.
We can arrange a manager's position for Zhou's father.
The condition is that Zhou Chen comes to see him and have a meal with his daughter.
The meaning behind what Zhou's father heard from the boss was that the boss's daughter had taken a liking to Zhou Chen.
It was just a matter of having Zhou Chen come and have a meal with us, and Zhou's father agreed on Zhou Chen's behalf.
This would allow Zhou's father to have a manager's position.
If Zhou Chen can really win over the boss's daughter, that would be great.
The boss only has one daughter.
In the future, this company will naturally be handed over to this only daughter.
In the past, Mr. Zhou would definitely have looked down on this company and wouldn't have even had a chance to cooperate with it.
However, after suffering so many setbacks, Zhou's father also realized that one should know when to bow one's head.
If Zhou Chen can seize this opportunity, he won't have to continue working as a waiter.
Moreover, he now has the capital to start a new business.
Zhou's father then contacted Zhou Chen and asked him to come over.
They also told him to dress up a bit and be more presentable.
Zhou Chen didn't know what his father wanted to do, and without explaining himself, he just told him to go eat.
The location was a large hotel.
Zhou Chen was broke and thought he should go to a fancy hotel for a nice meal to improve his diet.
It was probably a friend of Zhou's father who saw how down on his luck and wanted to help him.
Could it be that Zhou's father really persuaded him to invest?
Zhou's father is quite formidable.
Zhou Chen decided to go and take a look.
Once he arrived there, Zhou Chen finally understood his father's meaning: he wanted him to sell his body.
The boss's daughter has taken a liking to him.
But we've never had the chance to get to know each other properly before.
Now the Zhou family has fallen on hard times, and the other party is in a high position.
Zhou Chen looked at the boss's daughter, who was five years older than him.
And she's not even as pretty as Jiang He.
No wonder I never took him seriously before.
She certainly didn't meet his standards.
But now, Zhou Chen can only call her "little sister" and pour her drinks.