Chapter 133

No, Gu Zheng came to the long sign of recruitment, and the job with the highest salary attracted all his attention.

To Baolin medicine Hall: recruit a front counter bookkeeper.

Requirements: have a certain basic understanding of medicinal materials, and can help identify medicinal materials when business is busy.

Be literate, understand bookkeeping and basic arithmetic.

Salary settlement method: Weekly settlement,

Weekly salary: 2000 Wen.

Benefits: lunch.

Ouch!

That's great!

Now that ordinary people earn 5000-6000 Wen a month, the salary given by Baolin medicine hall is really good.

As a former botanist, Gu Zheng, a disciple of love, herbal medicine is the most precious classification of plants. He first learned to identify that kind of plants. OK.

It's not difficult.

Fortunately, the original owner had a good hand in writing, otherwise Gu Zheng, who was "highly talented", would have been worried to death by his piece of poopy brush.

Gu Zheng, who made up his mind, found the supervisor in charge of the recruitment of the manager on the wharf. After handing over two Wen to the other party, he got a number plate similar to a bamboo stick from there.

This is the interview voucher for the applicant, with the specific interview address to Baolin pharmacy on the back.

This number plate only lets the person in charge of recruitment in Baolin know where he learned your recruitment information.

As for others, it is not such a simple and noisy job market that should be responsible.

Now that he has got the door opener he wants, Gu Zheng doesn't intend to delay his time. Although it's a bit shameless to ask about the interview at the lunch time every day.

But he had already run out of ammunition and food. After thinking for less than a second, he threw his full Festival on the ground.

Everything is big. Nothing is big when you are hungry.

Gu Zheng, who had made up his mind, walked very fast. After crossing the wharf, he turned two blocks and came to the most prosperous and bustling commercial street in fo city. At the easternmost end of this street, he was the same grand head office to Baolin medicine hall.

Here, the smell of traditional Chinese medicine can be smelled two miles away, which is their symbol.

The bustling scene of people coming and going at the gate also shows the prosperity of business here.

Following all kinds of people, Gu Zheng, who was ready to squeeze forward, suddenly appeared in front of him a palm that stopped him.

"Hey, this guest, don't jump in the queue. The people who fill the medicine according to the prescription are on the left, the people who need to see the doctor are on the right, and the road in the middle is prepared for the guests. Won't it be messy!"

Gu Zheng took a closer look. He had seen it at the wharf. Huang senhan, the young owner here.

At the right moment, he didn't have to go to someone else to ask. Gu Zheng, who was good at seizing the opportunity, immediately gave a literary gift to the other party: "I'm here to apply for a job. I don't know which column I should go to Baolin's little owner?"

"Ouch? Do you recognize me?"

"No, I was lucky to see the heroism of too few owners in the process of looking for work at the wharf just now. Therefore, I was deeply impressed and quite unforgettable."

After Gu Zheng's words, Huang senhan, who had only regarded him as a passer-by, looked up and down at Gu Zheng with a little pride.

Ouch, my courageous deeds are really effective. In the eyes of countless onlookers, I should be like this.

Taking advantage of such happiness, Huang senhan took a lot of subjective favors when he looked at Gu Zheng again.

The gentleman opposite is moderate in age, with the unique weakness and whiteness of a scholar, elegant in temperament, gentle in gestures and gestures, which makes people feel good at first sight.

Still a cultural man!

Huang senhan, who was even more fond of him, became amiable and said, "I don't know what to call you, sir? Coincidentally, our front desk boss is also there. I'll take you in and find him for an interview!"

"My surname is Gu. Thank you for your help."

Gu Zheng made a gesture of invitation. He didn't think there was anything wrong with walking behind a proud young man. Under the leadership of Huang senhan, he saw a small door in an aisle that could only pass through one person to the left along the gate.

After Huang senhan pushed the open door, Gu Zheng, who had not yet had time to go in, heard a joyful announcement from a returning teenager: "I'm back!"

"Ouch!"

Then there was a scream!

"Dad! How did you sneak?"

"Monkeys steal peaches!"

"Oh!"

"You old man!"

"Grab the milk dragon, grab the hand!"

"Oh, you little bastard! I didn't give you Kung Fu to turn your head against me!"

The inside tinkled and moved his hands with great excitement.

Gu Zheng was indispensable everywhere, so he hurried for two steps. After crossing the threshold, he used his little animal like intuition to closely stick to the wall and watched the big play.

I saw that the opening of the side door was the place to dry and store processed medicinal materials in Baolin. Layers of baskets were neatly placed on the shelf for drying medicinal herbs. In the middle, which was also the place with the most sunshine at noon, it was empty. Only two people, one big and one small, jumped up and down in it and handed hands without formal shape.

Seeing Gu Zheng here, when Huang senhan angrily called out the venue and kept calling the names of old men in various lower three-way parts, he subconsciously copied his two sleeves together in fear.

"Huang Hongfei! Don't go too far. I'm too lazy to scare my hand because I see your old teeth fall out!"

"Oh! Don't hit people in the face!"

Huang Hongfei, who was called by his own son's name, calmly maintained his natural and unrestrained attitude of Golden Chicken independence. Looking at the direction of Huang senhan who had been kicked into the herbal sack, he said very expertly: "I didn't hit you in the face, I'm kicking."

"Also! How can a son call Lao Tzu's name? I really owe it!"

But his voice fell for a long time, and there was still no sound at the sack in the corner.

This time, Huang Hongfei couldn't care about being handsome. He put down his half raised leg and jumped up to the herbal medicine bag like a beautiful leap.

"Senhan? It's silly to kick?"

Before the voice here fell, I saw a thunderous cry in the sack: "shadowless feet!"

A teenager jumped sideways in the air and kicked his feet with a series of fast kicks that were almost invisible. He kicked his Lao Tzu, who came to observe the enemy's situation.

"Oh!"

It's a pity that Huang Hongfei, the old man opposite, died before his ambition was paid. In Gu Zheng's opinion, the dazzling and unavoidable set of combined legs only blocked the other party in the air by Huang Hongfei's understatement.