Chapter 208: The Little Girl's Part-Time Job Diary
8 PM.
Baima snuggled into bed, her phone screen illuminating her youthful face.
Open the job posting app and scroll down through the results one by one.
A bubble tea shop employee earns eighty yuan a day.
Restaurant waiter, 100 a day.
Distributing flyers, sixty yuan a day.
Baima was still not satisfied and continued scrolling down.
Supermarket promotion: 90 yuan a day.
Express delivery sorting, 150 yuan per night.
Private tutoring/accompaniment, 215 yuan per hour, but requires current undergraduate students from top-tier universities.
Baima put down her phone and lay down on her back.
Today is August 4th.
Earning 5,000 yuan in 26 days, while also having to take a day or two off to take the driving test (Part 3).
If calculated over twenty days, that's an average of 250 per day.
It seems...not that easy?
She picked up her phone again, flipped through a few more pages, and her brows furrowed more and more as she read.
Most part-time jobs pay between 80 and 120 yuan per day. Occasionally, a few are advertised as paying over 150 yuan, but when you click on them, they are either night shifts, heavy physical labor, or those obviously illegitimate "high-paying job postings".
In the end, Baima selected four interviews, set her alarm for the next day, and tossed her phone aside.
"Where can I make money...?"
She mumbled something indistinctly and slowly closed her eyes.
The next morning at 7:50.
The alarm clock rang.
Bai Ma groggily reached for her phone, squinted, and glanced at it—7:50.
"It's still early..."
She tucked her phone back under her pillow, turned over, and went back to sleep.
At exactly eight o'clock, the alarm clock rang again.
Baima reached for her phone again and hung up.
"Sleep for another five minutes."
8:10.
"Sleep for another five minutes."
8:20.
"Sleep for another five minutes."
10:06.
Baima suddenly sprang up from the bed.
"It's all over, it ...!"
She jumped out of bed in a flurry, her bare feet touching the floor, and rushed to the sink.
Squeezing toothpaste, brushing teeth, washing face – the whole process is smooth and effortless.
The originally scheduled interview times were 9:00 AM, 10:00 AM, 11:00 AM, and 2:00 PM...
She was brushing her teeth while looking at her phone. She was already too late for the 9 or 10 o'clock interviews, so she could only rush to the 11 o'clock one.
Baima spat out the foam in her mouth, wiped her face haphazardly with a towel, not even bothering with skincare, and rushed downstairs in a T-shirt and casual pants.
"Sister Jiang! Why didn't you call me!"
Sister Jiang was cleaning when she heard this and was taken aback.
"Xiao Ding said you should sleep in a little longer, saying you all went to bed late last night..."
Baima gritted her teeth.
That jerk!
How dare they stop her from making money! How despicable and shameless!
She grabbed a cold bun from the table, stuffed it into her mouth, and mumbled indistinctly, "I'm leaving!"
"Hey, you haven't had your milk yet!"
Before Sister Jiang could finish speaking, Baima had already disappeared through the doorway.
……
Despite her hurried pace, Baima finally arrived at the first restaurant for her interview before 11 a.m.
The storefront is small and located on the side of a food street.
Baima pushed open the door and went in. A woman in her forties was at the front desk, looking down and organizing the menus.
"Hello, I'm here for an interview."
The woman raised her head and looked Baima up and down.
How old are you?
Eighteen, just turned 18.
"You're eighteen!?"
"Um……"
"Summer job?"
"right."
"Sorry, we don't need summer jobs."
The woman placed the menu on the counter and decisively told him to leave: "You have to leave when school starts, and we'll have to hire someone else, which is a hassle."
"I can……"
"I said no."
The woman ignored all explanations, turned and went into the kitchen, leaving Baima standing dumbfounded at the front desk.
Baima sighed helplessly, turned around and walked out of the restaurant.
The entire interview process lasted less than five minutes.
Just after 11 a.m., Baima, who hadn't eaten much breakfast, started to feel her stomach rumbling.
She instinctively took out her phone and opened the map to search for nearby restaurants.
A hot pot restaurant popped up, with a rating of 4.8, 200 meters away.
Without a second thought, Baima took a step and left.
You need to eat and drink well to have the energy to continue the interview!
The air conditioning in most hot pot restaurants is set low, and Baima immediately shivered as soon as she entered.
A waiter approached with a smile: "How many ladies are there?"
"One."
The waiter led Baima to a window seat and handed her a menu.
Baima turned to the first page—tripe, number sixty-eight.
Page Two – Beef, 98.
Page 3 – Shrimp Paste, Chapter 48.
After looking at the price, Baima suddenly realized a big problem.
She currently has a total of 200 yuan in her WeChat account. She took a taxi here and spent 30 yuan, so she has 170 yuan left.
A hot pot meal... costs at least a hundred yuan?
Bai Ma looked up; the waiter stood by, his smile unchanged.
"Um... let me take a look first, then I'll order."
"Okay, take your time looking at it."
The waiter turned and left.
Bai Ma pretended to look through the menu, tapping her fingers lightly on the edge of the table.
One minute.
Two minutes.
The phone suddenly rang; it was the alarm that Baima had set herself.
She quickly picked up her phone and held it to her ear.
"Feed? Huh? Now? Okay, okay, I'll be right there!"
She stood up, "answering the phone" as she walked out, and gave the waiter an apologetic smile as she passed by.
"Sorry, something came up."
The waiter smiled and nodded: "No problem, welcome back next time."
Baima walked quickly out of the hot pot restaurant, and only after turning the corner did she let out a long sigh of relief.
That was close...
There was no air conditioning in the rice noodle shop; an old oscillating fan hung on the wall, blowing air.
Pema sat in the corner, with an empty bowl of beef rice noodles in front of her.
Originally priced at twelve yuan, it's eight yuan on Meituan group buying, which is much cheaper than a hot pot meal.
Baima took out her phone again to check the time—11:40.
There are still two hours and twenty minutes until the 2 PM interview.
Where to go?
It's too hot outside, and there's no time to go back.
Baima had no choice but to continue sitting in the rice noodle shop, picking up the kettle and pouring herself a cup of water.
The water was lukewarm; it didn't quench my thirst, but it was better than nothing.
She sipped her tea slowly, her gaze fixed on the view outside the window.
In early August, Changsha was as hot as a steamer. It was midday, and the asphalt roads were softened by the heat. The tall buildings in the distance were twisted and deformed in the heat wave.
Baima poured herself another glass of water and drank it all in one gulp.
Let it slowly simmer...
At 12:40, Baima finally left the rice noodle shop under the awkward gaze of the owner.
A wave of heat hit her face, and she instinctively squinted.
I took a taxi to the next interview location, and my phone showed it would cost 25 yuan.
After hesitating for a long time, Baima opened the bus navigation.
It involves one transfer, an 800-meter walk, a 40-minute journey, and costs four yuan.
She gritted her teeth and walked towards the bus stop.
On an August afternoon, the bus stop was scorching hot under the sun.
Baima stood in the shadow of the GG sign, tiptoeing and peering into the intersection.
One minute.
five minutes.
ten minutes.
twenty minutes.
I took out my phone again to check—it was already one o'clock.
The 301 bus she was waiting for hadn't arrived yet.
Baima waited another ten minutes before a 301 bus finally appeared at the intersection, swaying precariously.
She quickly waved, the car door opened, and a strong smell hit her.
There were no empty seats on the bus, so Baima had to stand by the back door, gripping the handrail tightly with one hand and protecting her bag with the other.
The last time Baima took the bus was ten years ago.
In her hazy memory, buses in the snowy county town were often frequented by pickpockets, so it was necessary to keep a close eye on one's belongings.
The bus kept stopping and starting, with people getting on and off at each stop.
Baima was jostled and nearly lost her balance several times.
Finally, we arrived at our destination.
Baima squeezed off the bus, her back already soaked with sweat.
She took out her phone and glanced at it—it was 2:05.
I'm five minutes late, I hope the other person won't mind...
Bai Ma hurried to the interview location, a mobile phone store located in a shopping mall.
As I pushed open the door, a young male shop assistant greeted me.
"Hello, welcome..."
"I'm here for an interview."
The male shop assistant looked Baima up and down and asked the same question.
"How old are you?"
"eighteen……"
"Summer job?"
"right."
"Sorry, we don't hire summer workers."
Baima opened her mouth as if to say a few more words, but the male shop assistant had already turned around to attend to other customers.
It's happening again...
They rushed over, drenched in sweat, but didn't even have a chance to say another word!
3 PM, Starbucks.
Two failed job interviews left Baima feeling utterly dejected. She sat in a corner with a 27-yuan Frappuccino in front of her.
More than the budget, she needs to be clear-headed right now.
Four interviews, two late, two rejections.
A taxi costs 30 yuan, a bus costs 4 yuan, rice noodles cost 8 yuan, a Starbucks Frappuccino costs 27 yuan, and renting a power bank costs 3 yuan.
A total of seventy-two was spent.
There are 128 yuan left in the bag.
Bai Ma took a sip of her Frappuccino, the icy liquid flowing down her throat, slightly dispelling the restlessness in her heart.
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She took out her phone and continued browsing job postings.
As I was scrolling through the pages, a newly posted job ad popped up.
Mermaid Esports Club is hiring an Internet Cafe Administrator.
-No educational requirements
Requirements: Familiarity with various popular games (LOL, Wow, CSGO, etc.), excellent communication skills, and patience.
- Age: 18-28 years old, female preferred
- Salary: Payable on the same day, up to 600/day
-Work Location: Yuelu District, Changsha
- Contact number: 138xxxxxxx
Bai Ma's eyes lit up.
network management?
I don't think my brother said anything about not being allowed to be a network administrator, right?
She's good at all kinds of games—that's a perfect fit for her.
Good at communication—well… with some effort, I should be able to manage.
She immediately opened the chat window and sent a message to the other party.
[Bai Ma]: Hello, are you still hiring? I can come over today.
The other party replied very quickly.
[Mermaid Esports]: Yes, if the interview is today, is 4 PM okay?
[Bai Ma]: Sure!
[Mermaid Esports]: How old are you?
【Pema】: Eighteen, just turned 18.
[Mermaid Esports]: Summer Job?
[Bai Ma]: Yes, but I can work until early September and I promise I won't leave early.
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end.
[Mermaid Esports]: Send me a photo?
Baima found a normal selfie in her photo album and clicked send.
A few more seconds passed.
[Mermaid Esports]: Are you sure you're eighteen?
[Bai Ma]: Of course! I always carry my ID card with me!
[Mermaid Esports]: Okay, no need for 4 o'clock, come over now.
The other party sent a location, which was 1.2 kilometers away from Baima's current location.
Baima immediately got up, returned the power bank, slung her bag over her shoulder, and walked out.
Stepping out of Starbucks, a wave of heat hit me again.
She glanced at the map on her phone; it was 1.2 kilometers, about a fifteen-minute walk.
A taxi ride would cost ten yuan.
Baima gritted her teeth... and walked over!
After walking for a full twenty minutes under the scorching sun, Baima arrived in front of an office building.
The building isn't new, but it has a rather impressive sign hanging at the entrance—[Star City Mermaid Esports Club].
She pushed open the door and went in. The receptionist was a young woman in her early twenties.
"Hello, I'm here for an interview."
The receptionist looked up and glanced at Baima, her expression subtle.
She had short hair, was slightly overweight, wore a black dress, and had a thin gold necklace around her neck.
She walked up to Baima and looked her up and down several times.
"You...are eighteen?"
"right."
Baima took out her ID card from her bag and handed it over.
Sister Du took it, glanced at it, then looked up at Baima, and then at the ID card.
"Pema Yangjin...is she Tibetan?"
"right."
"Are you sure this is you?"
"Of course it's me!"
Sister Du handed the ID card back to her.
"Okay, come in and have a seat."
She turned and walked inside, with Baima following behind.
Walk through a corridor and turn into an office.
It's not big, about ten square meters, with a desk and two chairs.
"sit."
Sister Du sat down behind her desk, and Baima sat down opposite her.
What games do you play?
"I play everything, LOL, WoW, CS:GO, PUBG... anything is fine."
"What rank?"
"As for the accounts, LOL Challenger, Vajra Empowerment, CSGO Demon King S+."
Baima scratched his head, looking rather embarrassed, and added, "I haven't played in a long time, my skills might have deteriorated..."
Sister Du raised an eyebrow, but didn't seem to care much.
"Your technique is pretty good."
"good."
"How much do you know about this position?"
Baima thought for a moment: "Well, a network cafe manager's job is to maintain order in the internet cafe and help customers with their problems..."
Sister Du said softly, "Young lady, you're talking about traditional internet cafes. Ours is different."
"Why is it different?"
"We're an esports club, and we've already filled all the regular internet cafe staff positions."
Sister Du leaned back in her chair and said slowly, "Besides the good environment and good facilities, guests who come here also get... good service."
Baima blinked, not quite understanding.
"What exactly do you mean by 'service'?"
"Our newly hired network administrator needs to play games and chat with guests to liven up the atmosphere."
Sister Du pulled a photo from a drawer and handed it to Baima: "This is one of the work uniforms. Do you think it's acceptable to wear it?"
The photo shows a young woman wearing a black and white maid outfit, making a V-sign at the camera with a sweet smile.
Baima asked in bewilderment, "Why are you wearing this?"
"The atmosphere, you know."
Sister Du took the photos back, her tone casual: "Customers come here to relax. If you dress formally, they'll feel uncomfortable. Dress cutely and approachably, and they'll be in a better mood, don't you think?"
Baima did not speak.
Sister Du continued, "Don't worry, we're very professional here. We just play games with the guests and chat occasionally, nothing more."
"How is the salary calculated?"
"It's paid by the hour, sixty yuan per hour. If a customer specifically requests you to accompany them, the commission is calculated separately."
Sister Du stretched out one hand, fingers spread: "Earning five or six hundred a day is a piece of cake."
Baima took a deep breath.
Even with no social experience, she understood by now.
The company isn't hiring internet cafe administrators, they're hiring offline gaming companions!
"I'm sorry, I'm not really suited for this job."
Baima picked up her bag and walked out.
"Wait a minute!"
Sister Du caught up and grabbed Baima's wrist: "Little girl, listen to me..."
"I said it was inappropriate."
Baima shook off Sister Du and continued walking out.
Sister Du followed behind, speaking faster and faster.
Such high-quality companionship services, if maintained consistently over the long term, can bring in a significant customer base!
"Don't worry! If you don't like the uniform, we can discuss it. If you don't want to wear a maid's outfit, regular clothes are fine too! I'll increase your commission to 60%, no, 70%! We really rarely have people like you here..."
Baima felt increasingly nauseous as she listened, and silently continued walking forward.
"Let me tell you, some of our customers here really like your small, cute appearance..."
"That's enough!"
Baima suddenly stopped and turned around to glare at her.
Sister Du was startled by her gaze and stood frozen in place.
Baima turned and continued walking. When she was almost at the door, Sister Du caught up with her and reached out to grab her arm.
"Please let me finish..."
Suddenly, a hand reached out from the side and firmly grasped Sister Du's wrist.
"roll!"
The deep male voice conveyed a strong sense of pressure.
Sister Du raised her head and met a pair of cold, icy eyes.
The man was very tall, wearing a dark gray T-shirt, and his shoulders were as broad as a wall.
Who are you?
"Her brother."
Ding Heng shoved her away forcefully, and Sister Du winced in pain.
"What are you doing! Security! Security!"
The two security guards at the entrance ran over upon hearing the noise, and stopped in their tracks when they saw Ding Heng.
Wow... He's tall and strong, you can't mess with him at all.
With less than three thousand yuan a month, why risk your life?
The two stood still, pretending not to have heard anything.
Sister Du was so angry that her face turned green. She wanted to curse but didn't dare, until she saw Ding Heng and Bai Ma get into a Mercedes.
Her lips twitched, and she cursed inwardly...
Why go out and look for a job when you have a man to support you?
Master's mission, right?
……
in the car.
Bai Ma huddled in the passenger seat, not daring to look at Ding Heng or ask him how he found her.
"What does it say in the contract?"
"But... I never imagined being a network administrator would be that kind of job..."
"What does the job posting say?"
"network management……"
"You think you can make 500 a day as a network administrator? Can't you be a little more careful?"
Baima lowered her head and remained silent.
Seeing her listless appearance, Ding Heng softened his tone slightly.
"Since you were unaware of this, we will not pursue the matter this time. If you repeat this offense, the agreement will be terminated immediately."
"knew……"
"Did you find a job today?"
Baima shook her head and sighed, "No, we just wasted seventy-two."
Ding Heng didn't reply, but Bai Ma looked at him expectantly.
"Brother, why do they refuse to hire me when I say I'm looking for a summer job?"
"People definitely don't like an employee who leaves after only twenty days."
Ding Heng explained, "Training takes time. Once you're proficient, you'll have to leave in just a few days, and we'll have to recruit new people. If you were the boss, would you want that?"
"Then... what should we do?"
Baima looked worried and distressed.
At first, she was full of confidence, thinking that earning 250 yuan a day would be a piece of cake, but it turned out to be much more difficult than she had imagined.
Job recruitment websites are completely unreliable; seemingly simple requirements can hide a lot of hidden traps!
I was thinking of getting a Land Rover, but now even a BYD might be out of the question.