"Huh? What do you mean?"
Qin Yang asked in confusion.
"Boss, to be honest, after I retired from the army, some of my brothers followed suit. Jobs are hard to find these days, and we don't really have any educational qualifications."
"Now some of them are working as waiters in restaurants, and others as security guards in neighborhoods. If the boss needs more hands, could you let them work for you?"
Zhao Hui recounted, realizing how difficult it was to find a job after retiring. He had learned a lot about military engineering, but those skills were not much use in society. What job would let you mess around with a gun or radar for no reason?
Many brothers had retired with him, and yet he couldn't even arrange jobs for them afterwards. Everyone needs to earn money to support their families, and Zhao Hui has always felt guilty about this—it's a thorn in his side.
"How many people do you have?"
