After meeting the store manager, Wang Jiexiang was hired directly.
Jiang Bingbing took her hand, overjoyed: "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were looking for a job?"
Wang Jiexiang laughed awkwardly. When she first came to the city, she begged for nothing to see her. Jiang Bingbing didn't even leave a phone number. How could she contact her
"Jixiang, take care of each other in the future, we are still as good as we were at home before, ask me if you don't understand."
The former good sister and good friend seem to have returned all of a sudden, Jiang Bingbing has a friendly attitude and a warm face.
Wang Jiexiang's heart was warm, and she responded loudly: "Yes!"
Shampoos are not only responsible for washing hair in the literal sense.
They are like handymen in a barber shop.
Shampooing, massaging, wiping hair, drying hair, washing dirty towels, folding towels, cleaning glass, and sweeping the floor are the most basic tasks of the day.
When the guests come, they are also responsible for serving tea and water, and recommending hairdressing items; when the guests are in a hurry, they have to go over to chat with them to calm their emotions. Barbers need help, and they have to be on call.
His hands were soaked in water all day long, and when they dried they became wet, and when they became wet and dry again, they became wrinkled.
Wang Jiexiang's waist was bent, and she didn't get up from morning to night.
She is grateful for having a job and being able to fight. This job is busier than selling oil, and I don't have meals on time, and I often delay work. Its advantage is that she finally has someone she knows to talk to, and the barber shop is open indoors, not as cold as a tent.
After becoming a shampoo girl for a week, Wang Jiexiang's appearance has been completely assimilated by her colleagues.
The hair was dyed from black to light flaxen, and the waist-length straight hair was cut short and ironed into wool rolls over the shoulders.
Jiang Bingbing disliked her original clothes as old and rustic, so she took Wang Jiexiang to the street stall to buy some new clothes.
The new clothes are trendy in style, but the quality is not good: the color of the trousers fades after one wash, and the thread of the sweater has not been worn for a few days.
"The clothes at the street stall are cheap, throw them away if they break, and buy new ones."
Jiang Bingbing said it coolly, Wang Jiexiang said yes, but he would not really be willing to throw away his clothes.
The appearance transformation was successful, and she gradually became familiar with the work of the barber shop.
Wang Jiexiang is a new employee in the store. She is young and looks juicy.
Not only regular customers like to ask her to wash their hair when they come to the store, but the clerk also likes to chat with her when they are free.
"Sister, you are so pitiful, come to the city to work alone?"
"Do you have any plans for the future? Why don't you go to school?"
"At such a young age, you should study to have a way out."
"What fun and delicious food do you have in the countryside? You don't look like a country girl, you are neither black nor strong."
"You are so beautiful, do you have a boyfriend?"
"How many times have you been in love? Has anyone chased you?"
Wang Jiexiang is a talkative person, but she becomes less talkative at work.
She didn't like the way they looked at her, there was something fluffy in them; she didn't like their tone of voice, those vague temptations, condescending questions... What she didn't like the most was their sudden physical contact when they were talking.
"Sister, eat more food, you're skinny like a bamboo pole."
Wang Jiexiang passed the corridor with a towel in her arms, and the male clerk brushed past her. As he spoke, he put his arms around her waist and squeezed her hard.
Throwing down the towel, she turned to stare at him angrily: "What are you doing?"
The male clerk was still laughing.
"Oh, you are so fierce, can't you just make a joke?"
"No." Wang Jiexiang kept a stern face and wanted to explain the matter to him very seriously.
The more she behaved like this, the more he deliberately provoked her.
"I'm so scared, are you going to hit me?"
He nudged her arm flippantly.
Wang Jiexiang clenched her fists tightly, not going to bear it any longer.
Jiang Bingbing appeared in time and pulled her aside.
"You go to clean up, don't worry about towels, leave them to me."
Wang Jiexiang's face was flushed with shame and anger: "Did you see it! He pinched my waist just now."
Jiang Bingbing said calmly: "I saw it."
She read her meaning from her eyes: he bullied you, so what
The anger ignited in the chest was extinguished by a basin of cold water, and Wang Jiexiang's fists went from tight to loose.
She ran away from home through mountains and rivers, in order not to be underestimated, to be valued, and to live a free life.
She was naive.
Doing whatever one wants requires capital, not to mention living, if she doesn't get this month's salary, she won't even be able to live.
It was bright inside the barbershop, but it was dark outside, and some people were freezing to death on the main road, so she had to stay inside.
So yes. Being bullied, so what
According to Jiang Bingbing's words, Wang Jiexiang swept the floor.
She lowered her head and swept carefully, not letting go of a single hair.
For the store manager's birthday, the barber shop closed early for the first time, and colleagues made an appointment to eat barbecue and drink beer at the food stall.
Wang Jiexiang went as a group.
This meal is a treat.
She ate a free dinner, laughed and laughed with everyone, and ate herself to 100%.
On the way home, passing the overpass, Wang Jiexiang accidentally ran into a vendor selling rabbits.
It is Wang Jiexiang's favorite rabbit.
It was undoubtedly the happiest moment of her day.
She ran over quickly and squatted in front of the cage to watch the rabbit.
In winter, the wind is strong and the cold wind blows, she and the rabbit are shivering with cold. She looked at them cute, and the closed chatterbox was suddenly opened.
"Hey, Rabbit, you also come from far away, don't you?"
The rabbits listened to her with their ears upright, and the rabbits stared fixedly at her.
"Even if you go to a big city, you are locked in a small cage. You can't help yourself, right?"
Wang Jiexiang sighed for a long time.
The rabbits silently gathered in front of the cage.
They were listening, and she spoke more vigorously.
"It's really cold in winter, will you be cold?"
"I want to be like you, with thick white hair."
"Are you full today? Eat more."
The emotions that had been held back for a day poured out all at once.
She really wanted to touch them, to touch the soft little paws without pads.
Unfortunately, no, the rabbit was kept inside the cage, and Wang Jiexiang was kept outside the cage.
None of them are free.
Blinking and blinking, her eyes were dry, and her heart was empty, as if a hole had been broken.
"Why."
The boss watched her stay for a long time and became impatient.
"If you really like it, buy one."
Wang Jiexiang shook his head at him.
With her neck shrunk back into her scarf, she stood up and left the booth.
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At the door of the house, Wang Jiexiang was blocked by the landlord.
"Girl, I will confiscate your deposit. You can't pay the rent any longer, can you?"
Wang Jiexiang didn't understand the situation: "Huh? I have paid this month's rent."
"I'm talking about next month's rent," the landlady paused. Seeing that she was still in a daze, she continued to explain: "We rent a house in the city, and the rent has to be paid one month in advance. You should pay the rent at the beginning of the month." Give it to me."
"Can I supply you at the end of the month?"
Where is the money in Wang Jiexiang's pocket at this moment, let alone two hundred and fifty, he can't even take out fifty.
"I lost my previous job, and now I've found a new job. The store won't pay wages until the end of the month..."
While they were talking, her next-door neighbor came home.
The landlord greeted him.
"Xiao Yin, did you come back so late?"
The neighbor nodded to her and entered the house.
Wang Jiexiang stood by the wall, thinking about money, with her head down listlessly.
"What did you just say?" The landlady turned to look at her: "Can you give me the rent now?"
She rubbed her hands and said softly, "I'm really sorry, I don't have so much money now..."
"Well, it's the end of the month at the latest, so it's not an example."
The landlord crossed his hands, with a reluctant expression on his face.
"Although the facilities here are relatively simple, the location is good, so I don't have to worry about people renting it. I'm ugly. If you delay paying the rent at the end of the month, don't blame me for renting the house to others."
"I will definitely pay at the end of the month!"
Wang Jiexiang bowed gratefully: "Thank you, thank you."
She is determined to work hard.
As for those subtle discomforts, you can bear it as much as you can, and it doesn't matter.