For just a few dozen dollars, he could command these two guys for most of the day, and Luke was happy to give the money.
Walking to the side, he pulled out two pairs of work gloves and threw them to the two of them, then pointed to a small cart next to him: "You can use that to move the garbage, the work will be easy. Take the garbage to the door first, and when Charlie's cousin drives over, we can load it directly into the car."
After saying that, he went back to the compartment on the other side of the hall and started digging a hole.
The garbage pile is located in the corner beside the door. Charlie and Laka can work there without hindering Luke from continuing the decoration.
Charlie and Laka put on gloves dejectedly and started working.
The cart Luke gave them was not big, but it was very sturdy. The two had never done this kind of moving work before, and they had no idea how to properly use tools such as ropes and pockets to increase efficiency.
As the two of them were working, garbage kept falling down, and their work efficiency was extremely low.
Luke took the time to glance at them, but didn't remind them.
If you have good physical strength, then move it more times. Who can you blame for not using your brain when doing things
More than half an hour later, voices of conversation were heard at the door.
Luke stopped working and walked out of the cubicle, and saw a young black woman talking to Charlie and Laka at the open door.
She is thin and short.
According to black people's aesthetic standards, her appearance is very delicate and exquisite.
Of course, Luke had no feelings for this type of her, he could only say that she was pleasing to the eye.
As the woman was talking to the two black boys, she looked inside the house and saw Luke coming out of the cubicle.
She waited until Luke reached the door before she held out her hand: "Hello, Mr. Luke, my name is Claire Temple, and I'm Charlie's cousin. I'm really sorry about what happened today."
Her movements were not hasty, and her face did not show much guilt in facing the "victim", but more of a sense of helplessness.
Luke held out his hand and then let go: "Well, hello, Miss Temple. Do you know about Charlie's matter?"
"Charlie has done so many stupid things that it's hard for me to get excited anymore." She smiled bitterly and said, "You don't have to pay him for this job. I will come to help until you finish decorating the house."
Luke raised his hand to interrupt her: "Miss Temple, this is a deal between me, Charlie and Laka. They are the ones who made the mistake. I don't need anyone to compensate me."
Seeing that Temple seemed to be thinking and about to speak, he continued: "I am a man of rules. They take my money and they have to do things seriously. Do you understand me?"
Temple hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed: "Okay, but I'll help you."
Luke chuckled: "This is a deal. If you don't want the money, then don't come. I'll find someone else."
Temple frowned for a moment, then nodded helplessly: "OK, I will do the job well."
Then, she looked at her brother Charlie and his best friend Laka: "They will also work hard. Before coming here, I called Laka's mother, and she was very happy that Laka could find a formal job."
Luke smiled and said, "That would be the best. Besides, you are just a driver, don't take Charlie and Laka's jobs, okay?"
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After hearing this and looking at the expressions of the two black boys, Temple understood: this young man clearly wanted to use this "job" to deal with these two idle, lazy guys.
Thinking of this, she really didn't intend to help.
Instead of letting these two guys steal everywhere, it is better to let them enjoy the taste of "hard work".
For the following time, Luke was playing table tennis in the house, while Temple was supervising Charlie and Laka's work outside.
Selena came back around noon.
Looking at the old pickup truck at the door, the two guys moving garbage, and Temple who was directing them, she felt a little strange.
Parking the car on the side of the road, she walked into the open door and said, "Luke, did you find those people to move the things?"
Luke's voice came from the cubicle: "Yes, I just happened to meet them and wanted to do some odd jobs, so I asked them to help me move the construction waste, otherwise it would be too much of a nuisance."
Selina walked over, lifted the plastic sheet at the door, looked at Luke working in the pit, and said with a smile, "Those two men don't look like hardworking people."
Luke chuckled: "They wanted to take some of the things we had before as small gifts from our house. They were educated by the enthusiastic elders and promised to compensate me by working. The woman is short Charlie's cousin, Claire Temple, and she has the authorization of tall Laka's mother. She is responsible for supervising them and making sure they don't take the ten dollars an hour wage for nothing."
Selina laughed out loud.
Ten dollars is indeed almost twice the minimum hourly wage, but if you let a decorator do these things, the hourly wage would be more than several times higher.
And looking at the expressions of those two guys, they looked like they were undergoing labor reform.
They are not happy at all with the ten dollars an hour they earn.
After saying this, Selena pulled another cart and went outside to move a large cart of food and small supplies that she had just purchased.
Charlie and Laka, panting, watched Selina take out elastic ropes and boxes from the house and easily tie up a large pile of things. A full cart of things was moved in two trips.
The two looked at each other, feeling that something was wrong.
Temple sighed beside him: Where the hell did your brain go? It's been several hours since we moved it, and there are people demonstrating it on the spot, but you still look confused.
How terrible it is to be uneducated! Temple couldn't help but criticize his brother and his friends in his heart.
But she remained silent like Luke, allowing these two guys with excess energy to expend more energy and stop causing trouble.
After a simple lunch, Luke and his companions were busy until the afternoon, when he put down his tools and walked to the door with a stack of cash in his hand.
Looking at the two black guys who had collapsed at the door, he walked over and nodded with satisfaction: "You did a good job today, here is your wages."
As he said this, he divided the change into three stacks, put two thin stacks on the two men, and handed the thicker stack to Temple next to him.
Temple looked at the thick stack of bills and did not reach out to take it: "What is this?"
Luke: "Your salary today is 100, which is the same as theirs. Then there is the car rental fee of 300, which also includes the gas. Finally, there is the 500 you paid to the garbage collection company. I called them and asked about it."
Temple sighed helplessly and took the stack of money.
She paid for the recycling of this batch of garbage as compensation to Luke, but he refused to accept it.
Thinking of how Luke had emphasized that he was a man of rules, she no longer insisted.
She had just recently lost her job and didn't have much money, so five hundred dollars was a huge sum of money for her.
After Luke paid the money, he walked up to the two black guys who were still lying there and patted them on the shoulders: "Work will start at nine tomorrow and end at five. Remember not to be late."