Chapter 570: The original world big recruitment!

The sky is like a fire, burning the creatures on the dry land. August 1st? Wenwang W (1) W? W. 81ZW. COM
Husseini climbed up from the dilapidated adobe bed and glanced at the sky outside through a few broken glass windows.
It didn't rain for a long time, the land was very dry, and the nearby well was already dry. Even if I grabbed the mud at the bottom of the well, I couldn't feel the presence of a trace of water.
If you go on like this, I am afraid that it will really die!
From childhood to age, Husseini has become accustomed to death. From the time he remembered, he and the people around him have been struggling to survive. Many acquaintances and childhood playmates are dying in the process of growing up. .
In this place, death may have become a relief.
Although life is full of suffering, the days still have to continue. As long as one day does not die, Husseini will struggle to support his family.
He has a wife and three children. The little guys, like themselves, are running around in old clothes, and they and their wives are all day to fill their stomachs.
Fortunately, most people in the village are like this. In contrast, Husseini feels that life is not so hard.
Everything is afraid of contrast. In this environment that is insulated from the prosperous and impetuous, people can't see hope, and there won't be so many private desires, and the mind will be purely many.
The only thoughts in the heart of men like Husseini are to make the days go better and stop fighting.
Put on the crumpled clothes, Husseini walked out of the room, the glare of the sun made his eyes squint, subconsciously lowered his head, and glanced at the adobe wall not far from the corner of his eye.
A few men with tattered clothes and awkward bodies are gathering together and talking in a low voice.
After seeing Husseini coming over, they simply greeted each other and chatted together.
Recently, a new mine was built not far away to collect the colored stones that the Arab League people liked. Husseini and the men are going to ask if they are still recruiting miners.
Although the mining work is very dangerous, very hard, and the special taste of cutting stones can almost kill people, but they can give Husseini a salary to fill their stomachs.
They are not afraid of being bitter, because they have always relied on their efforts to make money, and they are forced by life, and they cannot choose.
The only thing that worried them was that they didn't recruit people in the mine, so they would have no money to live, and their families and children would have to go hungry.
Two young, thin young men came, and everyone was there, and Husseini was ready to walk to the mine.
Just as everyone had just arrived at the entrance to the village, several cars suddenly drove into the village. When the car stopped, several men with rifles jumped out of the car.
In addition to these men, there are several men and women from the Asian League. They glanced at Husseini and others and walked straight.
Hussein looked at these people with a cold eye and swept the rifles in the guards' eyes. His eyes were faint and nostalgic, and there was a bit of pain, which was later replaced by numbness.
"Hello, we are the staff of the Shenglong Group. I want to recruit workers here. Where are the elders in the village?"
An Asian-American man in a casual dress asked, but his eyes were invisible and he swept the hands of the people with a smile on his face.
The translation next to him said to Hussein and others, and after getting the answer, he told the young man.
"Right, where are you going, do you want a good job?"
When the young people learned of the elders’ address, they did not rush to leave, but asked Husseini and others casually.
Husseini, who was preparing to find a job, heard a glimpse of each other and looked at each other. Then he asked him, "What work, how much can you give?"
"The salary is very high, so high that you can't imagine it, but you need to go far away, you can't go home for a long time!"
The young man said a faint sentence, and then looked at Hosseini and others.
"Can you tell me what work is, how much money, if you don't make it clear, the young people in our village will not go with you!"
Of course, if you give enough money, you can do anything for us!

The old man next to Husseini suddenly said, he looked at the young man, and his face was full of folds.
Perhaps he has already seen the intentions of young people and so on, so he will say such a sentence.
"One-time payment of 150,000 US dollars, but to sign a contract, and the place to work is not here, but the world of the city!"
The young man gave the answer and looked at the old man and added: "We don't just want young people. If someone has a gun like you for a lifetime, we will also admit it!"
The old man smelled his brows and looked at the young man and asked: "Is this a life-selling money? It is really a lot, and where is the world of the city?"
The young man shook his head and shook his head: "It’s not about selling money, it’s just prepaid wages. As for the world of the Loucheng, you can ask, because there are many people who know that place.
If you think about it, go to the town interview in front of you. Once you pass it, you will be given a sum of money on the spot!

After saying this, the Asian youth did not go to the elders in the village, but jumped into the car and went straight to the next village.
Hussein and others looked at the fleet that had disappeared into the dust and turned to look at the old man. It seemed that he wanted to hear his opinion.
The old man has been playing for a lifetime, and he can survive in the rain of bullets. It is definitely an old fox that has become a fine.
Seeing everyone is watching themselves, the old man sighed: "Since this person has taken a fancy to the skills of our war, I must have arrived in the world of the city, still inevitably continue to fight.
However, if you give 150,000 for a while, it will be worth it. At the very least, you can make your family live a good life without having to go hungry.
I am going to look at the old man. As for what you think, I can’t control it.

After saying this, the old man turned his head back to his home and was not prepared to go to the mine to ask for work.
I did not expect that this old life can be worth so much money. In this case, what is hesitant to die?
Hussein and others looked at each other and no one spoke, but everyone’s face had a look that was eager to try.
The 150,000-American ally, for Hussein’s people in this country, is simply an astronomical figure!
Going back to my own home, my wife is tidying up the wild vegetables on the ground and blending it into a rough food, that is today's food.
After seeing Husseini’s figure, his wife’s eyes flashed a disappointment, and then he continued to work without a voice.
The husband had just left the house and now he is returning home. Obviously, the work is not expected.
As soon as I thought about the next day, the children continued to go hungry, and the wife’s eyes narrowed, and the tears crossed the rough cheeks silently.
Several children of Hosseini ran through the doorway, the old clothes were full of dust, and they barefooted their feet, glanced at the door and glanced at the food made by the wife, swallowing a spit.
Children are very hungry, and they don't have enough to eat, so even if they see those rough foods, they still have a lot of water.
Hussein silently looked at the scene in front of him, feeling that his chest was blocked, he took a few breaths and then squatted to his wife.
The wife looked up at Hussein because she felt that her husband’s behavior today was a bit strange.
"There was a Shenglong Group that had to recruit people. Once it was admitted, it would give 150,000 US dollars. It was just going to work far away, and it would not come back for a long time.
I want to try it. If I am accepted, the children don't have to go hungry.

After saying this, Husseney turned his head and walked out of the house, heading for the hot sun, and went straight to the town a dozen kilometers away. !