After this little interruption, the compound continued its recruitment.
Although the application rate was high, not everyone who failed could face it calmly. Sure enough, a dissatisfied applicant soon appeared.
"What do you mean? Why can't I pass the application? I'm only fifty-four! I've got all four limbs!"
"Sorry, sir. We checked your records and found that you have three theft convictions, so we can't hire you."
"You're discriminating against me! I didn't steal from you! Besides, I've already served three prison sentences. I haven't been in prison for more than six months now. What gives you the right not to hire me?"
The man speaking was at the recruitment table next door. He was a middle-aged man with two thin mustaches and dark, gaunt skin.
When he saw him, Father Jiang frowned and muttered, "Why is he here?"
"Dad, who is he?" Jiang Siming asked curiously.
"Ugh, he's a scoundrel. His grandfather swore brotherhood with your grandfather back in the day, so they were considered brothers. But his grandfather died long ago, and this man is lazy and greedy. He often steals things and has been to prison several times."
Jiang Siming nodded after hearing that. He had no interest in learning more about him. He certainly didn't acknowledge having any connection with someone like that.
"Sorry, sir, but the people we recruit must have clean records and upright character. That's the bare minimum." The human resources employee naturally refused to agree.
"Bullshit! Do you know who I am? By seniority, even Jiang Shaoqing has to call me big brother!"
With that, the man walked toward Father Jiang.
"Shaoqing, you haven't forgotten your big brother, have you?" The man swaggered over and spoke to Father Jiang.
Father Jiang neither knew whether to respond nor ignore him, and found himself