Lao Jiang is the manager of the hotel's personnel department, often causing dissatisfaction from the boss for protecting employees.
That summer, the hotel recruited eighteen students from vocational schools, most of whom were from impoverished areas.
Among them, there was a female student, named Liu Jia, who behaved with a big grin, had a boy's appearance, and had a small problem, and her hands and feet were not clean.
All suggested that this student be returned to school, Lao Jiang Li said in the crowd, I learned about it, Liu Jia's parents died early due to a car accident, they were brought up by their grandmother, some problems are forced by life, and they should not give up on a person because of this.
Soon, someone in Liu Jia's dormitory lost a hundred yuan, and listening to this, almost all the classmates said that it must be Liu Jia who took it.
Lao Jiang called Liu Jia to the office and left her standing alone in a glass partition room, ignoring or asking. He sat on the couch outside the room and chatted with someone else over tea.
People in and out of the personnel department will glance at Liu Jia standing in the glass room. Liu Jia was also extremely uncomfortable.
After about half an hour, Lao Jiang pushed the glass door and said to Liu Jia, Zhang Wan, your dormitory, lost a hundred yuan, you go back to the dormitory to help her find it...
Ten minutes later, the news came and the money was found.
At the regular meeting, a manager talked about such a thing, and some people said that it was best to take this opportunity to fire Liu Jia to avoid future troubles.
Lao Jiang said that Liu Jia lacked love since she was a child, and if she was pushed into society, it would be easy for her to go astray.
Three months later, Lao Jiang was transferred back to the headquarters.
A month later, Liu Jia was fired from the hotel for stealing.
Half a year later, someone asked liu jia what she was doing now?
"Alas, I went to society and couldn't survive, so I went to a beauty salon and did that..."
Everyone listened, they were silent, and their hearts were saying, if only Lao Jiang was there. #Xi'an# #每天写日记 #
