Chapter 30 Recruiting Personnel Zhang Ailun looked at him calmly. A person who accidentally killed someone wanted to go to prison to surrender and confess, but he was not tried because he did not pay taxes and was an illegal resident. He was detained for a few hours and then kicked out as a lunatic. This is a huge insult to a person's personality! He didn't even dare to imagine the other person's expression at that time. If this continues, the other person will become ill even if he is not mentally ill. Sig held his head and sobbed like a wounded stray dog, saying, "I just wanted to live a normal life, not be discriminated against, and have enough food every day. Why did it become like this..." When Sig's emotions gradually calmed down and he regained his sanity, Zhang Allen said, "My friend, you don't have to feel pain and lose hope because of temporary confusion. Everyone will have a difficult experience. As long as you can get through it, everything will get better!" "Xige, do you want to come and work with me? Although I can't guarantee that you will live a better life than before, at least you can live a life like a normal person in the future and regain your dignity." Zhang Ailun said. "What did you say?" Sig rubbed his eyes, a little confused, "What do you do?" "I'm still a homeless person, still picking up cans, but at least I don't have to worry about food and drink, and I don't have to wander the streets. I live in a camp under a bridge. There are very good people there, who like to help others and welcome friends like you." Zhang Ailun made an invitation, "We are preparing to do something big, and we need a partner like you!"
"Are you really willing to accept me?" Sig was a little surprised. "The organization you are talking about is a street gang? It won't do anything illegal, right?" "We are just trying to survive. Even being a homeless person is very competitive and requires talent and brains!" Zhang Ailun shook his head and said, "Instead of begging others for kindness on the street, it is better to rely on your own hands and work hard." "Okay, I promise you. Thank you for your generosity and help, buddy." Sig stretched out his fist and forced a smile. He really had nowhere else to go. They have all become homeless people. It can't be worse than this. “Welcome to LoriLouie19!” Zhang Ailun bumped fists with him. With a grin: "My name is Alun. You can also call me Hamburger Juan King." "Sig Compry." Sig sighed: "Hamberg, your name is really simple." Zhang Ailun smiled and said, "You are the first person to praise my name. Sig, do you know any other veterans who are in the same situation as you?" "Yes, there are many." Sig recalled: "Since I was included in the death list and became an illegal resident, I lost everything. During the time I was wandering, I met some veterans, but their situations were not much better than mine. Some had post-traumatic stress disorder and mental problems and were kicked out of their homes. Some were physically disabled or wandered the streets for various reasons. But most people lived a good life after retiring. People like us should be just a coincidence." "I can't find a job and I don't want to do bad things. Even if I beg on the street, I will be harassed by the police and driven away by other homeless people." Sig felt helpless and really didn't know what else he could do. He had made outstanding contributions to protecting this country, but in the end he ended up like this. Zhang Ailun thought: "If those veterans also want to live a normal life by working with their hands, you can try to persuade them and bring them into our team. I plan to integrate several nearby streets and take over the can recycling rights of the blocks, so that many people can get a stable income by recycling waste. Although the money is not much, it is better than begging on the streets." "Won't this cause a conflict with other scavengers on the street?" Sig hesitated. "I will negotiate with them until they are willing to accept this condition. Or leave the streets and go to other places to wander."
Zhang Ailun said: "Survival on the streets is cruel. You have to fight for everything by yourself. One person's power is limited and you can't accomplish anything. That's why you need to cooperate with more people." "I'll consider it, but I don't know if others are willing to help you." Sig said after thinking for a while. "They are not helping me, but more about helping themselves, giving themselves a chance to stand out. I am just playing a leading role." Zhang Ailun replied: "As homeless people, we don't have any extra choices! Either we struggle hard and huddle together for warmth, or we are bullied by others and starve to death or freeze to death." "I understand." Sig nodded. He looked at the remaining pizza in the box and asked eagerly, "Do you want to eat more?" "We'll each take half." Zhang Allen glanced at the pizza and broke it in two. He complained, "I was so busy listening to your story that I haven't even eaten enough! Your appetite is not smaller than mine." He didn't even notice that the other person was stuffing food into his mouth while telling his story. Now I look carefully, wow, the other party has completely shown off! Not even a chicken bone is left. "Sorry, I've been hungry for a long time." Sig said awkwardly. "You won't be hungry anymore." Zhang Ailun made the guarantee. The two of them cleaned up the leftover food and threw it into the trash can. They wanted to add each other's contact information, but they found that Sig didn't even have a mobile phone, and it was stolen when he slept at night. The shoes on his feet were one big and one small, and they were picked up from the treasure chest. If he hadn't met Dominic, Zhang Ailun felt that he was not much better than him in the past two days. After understanding his current assets, I realized that he was a low-level wandering novice. He would only be bullied if he went to a wild area with high resources. He knew nothing about street survival skills and had grown so tall in vain. Zhang Ailun also decisively recommended the wandering master and rookie mentor Dominic to him. I called Dominic and agreed to meet him on the same street. Ten minutes later, they arrived at the agreed location ahead of schedule, and Zhang Ailun and Xige waited patiently on the roadside. "Hey! Alan!!" Dominic walked over from the other side of the sidewalk at the traffic light carrying a black garbage bag and waved. There were two people following behind him, a disheveled black guy with dreadlocks pushing a cart, and a blonde girl with a nose ring and a backpack. "Dominic, you're here." Zhang Ailun bumped fists with him and looked at the two men again, somewhat surprised. Are these two still minors? Dominic introduced: "These are the partners I pulled from the street, David and Gate." The black boy David nodded and said enthusiastically: "Hello, my name is David." The little gangster Getter grinned and said, "I heard that you have a cool idea. You plan to clean up the garbage on the streets, occupy several streets, and form a gang with a say, right? We want to join you! Then we will be the elders in the gang!" Zhang Ailun and Sig looked at each other. Xige looked at him in confusion, and the meaning was obvious: what's going on, aren't we a gang of beggars who pick up garbage? Zhang Ailun was afraid that he might misunderstand something, so he immediately waved his hand to pull Dominic aside and whispered, "What are you doing? Didn't I ask you to find a partner? Who are these two people you found for me? Are they underage? Don't their families care?"
Dominic looked innocent and explained, "Don't worry, Alan. I have informed the people on the street nearby as you asked. Many people said they would consider it, but many people didn't take it seriously at all and even chased me out. I almost got beaten up! I paid $20 to leave the street. In the end, only David and Gate were willing to join our team." "Although they are not very old, they have been on the streets for a long time, even earlier than I was. David was 9 years old when he started roaming, and Gate was 12 years old. Her closest relatives and friends are all in Washington, so no one cares about her." Starting to wander the streets at the age of 9? It’s just unimaginable… (End of this chapter)