Volume 1 Chapter 2 Talent Market (Part 1)

  In a hospital in Beijing, Qu Wen finally woke up after being unconscious for a day and night. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the three brothers with anxious faces.

  "What's going on?" He looked at the three of them in a daze, and his encounter with Zhu Bajie seemed like a dream. When he really woke up, he was already lying in the hospital, feeling only that his head was splitting, and when he reached out to touch it, he found that it was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze.

  Waking up to the sound of a song, the three brothers all gathered around him. Zheng Wei helped adjust his pillow: "You don't remember, yesterday when we went to visit the Journey to the West Palace, you accidentally bumped into the pillar in the main hall and fainted for a whole day and night."

  "One day and one night!" Qu Wen shouted loudly, and because of the loud shout, his brain nerve was stimulated again, and his head started to hurt immediately. It turned out that "one day in heaven is a thousand years on earth" was true after all. It seemed like he had only talked to Zhu Bajie for a short while, but in reality, a whole day had passed. However, this matter couldn't be told to anyone, and even if he did, no one would believe him, so it could only be deeply buried in his heart. Then he asked: "Is my head okay?"

  "It's nothing, the doctor has checked and it's just a minor concussion. As for why you fainted for so long, the doctor said it might be related to your weak physique. You can be discharged in two days after plenty of rest, but when you're discharged, you'd better exercise properly." Wu Xia pressed the button on the wall beside her bed to call the doctor: "This fall of yours almost scared us to death!"

  Actually, Qu Wen has always been exercising and his body is quite solid, but the doctor insists that he has a weak physique and needs to exercise more. Does he need to become like Arnold Schwarzenegger or something? Looking at the three brothers, it seems they didn't sleep well either, probably because of their own worries. Qu Wen smiled apologetically: "I've caused you all to worry, maybe I was too stressed about work lately and that's why my spirit is down. I'll definitely pay attention to this in the future."

  "Don't worry about work, just come back with me and my dad will arrange a job for you at the company. I won't say more, but as brothers who have been through thick and thin together for four years, earning 7 or 8 thousand a month is definitely no problem." Seeing Qu Wen's expression, Zheng Wei couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy, their brotherly bond was not ordinary after all, and he couldn't help but complain a little.

  Zheng Wei's father was originally an ordinary worker in a jewelry factory. At the beginning of the reform and opening-up, he resolutely left the factory to start his own business, starting with selling tapes, then clothing, and after making his first pot of gold, he returned to his old trade and opened his own small jewelry processing factory. Because Zheng Wei's father offered higher wages than state-owned enterprises, many of his former colleagues flocked to his new factory, almost driving the original factory director to death. Later, a lawsuit was filed against Zheng Wei's father in the city, with the main charge being "digging at the corners of socialism".

  However, at that time, it had been ten years since the end of the special period, and the whole country was in a great reform. The city leaders decisively chose the former, after all, who pays more taxes is the boss. Now, over ten years have passed, Zheng Wei's father has become one of the top figures in Yiwu.

  Zheng Wei's father was a typical workaholic, unintentionally neglecting his family. It wasn't until Zheng Wei went to college that he realized his son had grown up. Perhaps due to age, he began to feel guilty for owing too much to this household, so during Zheng Wei's university years, he always maintained an extremely relaxed attitude towards him, especially when it came to expenses, never asking or questioning anything.

  But Zheng Wei's character is much stronger than those rich second-generation who only know how to indulge in luxury, without his father's guidance, Zheng Wei's mother has never relaxed her demands on him, and her discipline is extremely strict. It is precisely because of this that Zheng Wei did not become a spoiled brat, otherwise Qu Wen would not have become friends with him.

  In Qu Wenxin's heart, wealth and poverty are secondary, what matters most is a person's character. You can be frivolous and dissolute, but you cannot be extremely evil, nor can you look down on your brothers with a sense of self-righteousness. In other words, Qu Wenxin can be considered a young man of the new era who has a strong sense of justice and is rich in righteousness.

  But for Zheng Wei's kindness, Qu Wen could only decline with thanks, fearing that his own abilities were insufficient and if he messed up, it would be a disservice to his brothers. He scratched his head and said: "I know everyone has been very good to me, but I want to try and see my own abilities, at the very least prove that these four years haven't been wasted."

  Due to family circumstances, Qu Wen understood that he had to put in more effort than others, even when playing, he had to have some restraint, occasionally skipping one or two classes was fine, but important courses were never neglected. Therefore, among the four of them, his academic performance was always the best.

  "You're a great person, and there's nothing to say about your relationship with your brother. It's just that you love to compete with yourself too much." Zheng Wei patted Qu Wen's shoulder lightly, his eyes showing admiration: "I hope you can make a good name for yourself, if not, I'll always have a place reserved for you on my side."

  The doctor soon arrived at the ward, made a detailed examination, confirmed that Qu Wen was fine and left after giving a few instructions. So the four-person graduation trip ended in Qu Wen's hospital room. After discharge, the four bid farewell to each other and returned to their respective hometowns.

  The news of Qu Wen's return home made the two elderly people especially happy. They had thought that their son would be like some graduates, finding a job first and then coming back to visit his parents half a year later. Unexpectedly, soon after graduation, their son returned home. As for work, they were not in a hurry, although previously they had said that they wanted to enjoy life, but that was the hope that their son could become completely independent earlier.

  Seeing Qu Wen's brain full of gauze, his mother Shen Luoyun walked up to him anxiously, gently stroking his head and asked with concern: "Xiao Wen, what happened to you?"

  "It's nothing, I accidentally bumped into the pillar while playing basketball." Qu Wen didn't dare to tell the truth, if he said it out loud his mother would definitely drag him to the hospital for a thorough check-up. It's like mistakenly worshiping a pig as a Buddha, this kind of thing needs someone to believe it too.

  "She said it's nothing, or else why would he be bandaging his wrist!" Seeing that her son was really okay, the mother felt slightly relieved and turned to Qu Wen's father, Qu Jian Guo, scolding him: "Your son is injured, how can you as a father not worry at all? Hurry up and buy two chickens back, I want to give your son some nourishment."

  "Look at him, something must have happened, and he's been hurt so many times since childhood, can't always be so nervous." Qu Jian Guo said to his wife with a casual tone, but actually he was also very anxious in his heart. As long as the injury wasn't on the head, it would be fine, if he went crazy or became mentally disabled, that would be terrible, even basic living skills would become a problem. However, before he could speak, his wife had already asked and complained. After speaking, without waiting for his wife to scold him, he quickly ran out of the door, an hour later he returned home, not only holding two big fat chickens, but also a large pile of things that Qu Wen loved to eat.

  In the following days, Qu Wen spent the most relaxing days after graduation under his parents' doting care, until the gauze on his head was completely removed and he had been checked and confirmed by a hospital in the city, before his mother finally put her mind at ease and allowed him to go out and find work.

  In the morning, sunlight passes through the window screen, bringing a warm and new hope. Early risers start their new day's work. Qu Wen also got up early and dressed carefully, preparing to go to the talent market to try his luck. If all goes well, he should be able to find a relatively satisfactory job. After all, he is a university graduate, and as long as he is not too picky, finding a job in Long City, a small city, is not too difficult.

  It was just past eight o'clock, and the job market was already packed with people, no less crowded than a scenic spot on a holiday. In addition to new college graduates like Qu Wen, there were also recent vocational school graduates, technical school students, laid-off workers, and migrant workers who had come to the city, all stretching their necks to look for suitable jobs.

  In the last semester of university, Qu Wen also tried to find a few jobs. Although none were successful, she gained more experience in job hunting. As soon as she entered the venue, she took out a small notebook and carefully recorded suitable jobs from start to finish, then selected several relatively satisfactory ones from among them.

  "Let's just go with these four." He roughly selected a few from the middle, picking out four jobs that he thought were more suitable for himself, which were a bank, an insurance company, a pawnshop cashier and an employee of a private enterprise.

  Following the order, Qu Wen arrived at the recruitment desk of a private enterprise. Just then, two job seekers left, and Qu Wen hastily handed over his prepared materials to the recruiter, smiling politely: "Hello, I'm a recent graduate from West China University. I'm very interested in your company's recruitment position, and my major is relevant to your business, so I think I have the ability to take on this job. Here are my personal resumes."

  The recruitment staff of the private enterprise had already received many job seekers early in the morning, but none of them met his requirements. At this time, he couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust towards Qu Wen's self-satisfied opening remarks, and only responded with a slight "hmm". After casually flipping through the materials, he asked with a flat tone: "What work experience do you have?"

  If it were any other question, the resume would be fine to answer, but work experience is what he lacks the most. Think about how many students who have just graduated from school have work experience, and the information clearly states that they are recent graduates. Isn't this a clear indication that you're not qualified? However, at job fairs, the recruiters are all big shots, and the job seekers are all inferior, so even if you're extremely dissatisfied, you can't show it.

  "I just graduated from school and don't have much work experience, but I will work very hard to meet the company's requirements as soon as possible." After seeing many recruitment personnel with this kind of expression, Qu Wen gradually developed an immune ability, treating it as a test.

  "Oh, so you don't have any work experience." The recruiter frowned and handed over a form: "Fill this out first, if you pass the company's review, we'll give you a call."

  "Here we go again!" Qu Wen muttered to himself, every time he heard this sentence, it was usually a dead end, no matter how much hope he had, he would never get a call back from the other side. However, Qu Wen still carefully filled out the form, thanked them politely and headed straight to the next interview location.

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