It was now seven o'clock in the evening, and more and more people had received email replies from Yan Guo officials.
But compared to the millions of people applying for jobs, there are only less than 40,000 jobs. It is destined that most people will not get this job.
Netizens who applied for a travel visa compared to work visas were a little anxious.
Some netizens who couldn't wait went to the Internet to ask questions.
"Do you have any friends who have applied for Yanguo tourist visa?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Dude, have you got your travel visa?"
"No, there's no movement at all."
"Wipe it, mine didn't move either."
"Not a single one came down?"
"I guess there are too many people applying for work visas, and the Yanguo staff are too busy."
"That should be the reason."
"By the way, how many people have applied for work visas from Yan Country?"
"According to reliable gossip, there are more than 1 million in our Dragon Kingdom alone!"
"You're talking nonsense. How can there be so many people?"
"Isn't that too much? You didn't notice how long the queue at the police station is. It's so scary."
"Who cares how many people apply? I just want to know when the tourist visa will be issued!"
It seems that work visas are constantly being approved, but those of them who applied for tourist visas have not received any approval. It's so frustrating.
Time flew by to the next day.
October 17, 10 a.m.
All those who have received work visas from Yan Country are preparing to go to Yan Country.
Some of them were leaving for the airport.
Mainly young people arrived at the airport carrying backpacks and pushing suitcases.
I found an angle to take a few photos that I thought looked good, and then posted the photos of the air tickets and Yan Guo's work permit in the circle of friends or on social media to express my excitement and hesitation about going abroad to work.
[I'm going to work abroad. I hope I can have a good New Year! ]
"Come on brother!"
"I'll wait for you to come back for fried chicken during the Chinese New Year!"
"You go to explore the reality first. If it goes well, I will go next year."
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October 18, 8 a.m. Yanguo time.
Saipan, airport.
A group of men, women and children from all over the world came out of the airport carrying backpacks and pushing suitcases.
Feeling the warm climate and looking at the clean blue sky and white clouds on the island, they were a little confused and a little excited.
Someone saw someone like him carrying a backpack and pushing a suitcase, and proactively asked, "Brother, are you here for a trip?"
"I'm going to work in the country of Yan."
"What a coincidence, I'm also going to Yan Country."
There were many young girls among them. She Niu walked up and said, "Hello, are you going to Yan Country too?"
The long-haired girl looked at him: "Jiligulu?"
Sheniu:? ? ?
Is this beauty a foreigner?
This time, he couldn't handle him at all, and the other workers looked at each other in shock.
They generally have low academic qualifications and only know a few simple sentences in English. What this girl spoke was obviously not English and I couldn't understand it at all.
She Niu gesticulated and said, "Are you going to work in Yan Country? I am also going to work in Yan Country!"
The long-haired girl was even more confused: "Jiligulugulujili?"
Damn, I can't communicate at all.
In the end, a girl used a mobile phone translation software to establish communication.
"It turns out he is from Taiguo." She Niu subconsciously looked at the girl's lower body.
"I wonder how many foreigners there are in the place where we work. If we don't understand the language, work efficiency will be reduced, right?"
"It's all assembly line work. It doesn't get in the way."
A group of people chatted, hailed a taxi, and rushed towards the port.
Chen Yang replied in the email that after arriving in Saipan, just go directly to the port and board the ferry.
So even though it was their first time going abroad, the process was quite simple and did not make them feel any difficulty.
The group came to the port and saw the familiar ferry.
That was the ferry they saw in Chen Yang's live broadcast room. The word "Yanguo" was written on the side of the ferry.
They walked towards the ferry, where there were staff underneath.
"Hello, I'm going to work in the country of Yan."
"Hello, please show me your visa."
The young people quickly took out their work permits. After the staff checked them, they said: "Please get on the boat."
"How much is it?"
"It's free."
"No money?" The young people looked at each other, a little surprised and a little surprised.
They thought that a ride would cost at least several hundred yuan, but it was free of charge.
It seems that Yanguo provided it for free specifically for migrant workers.
How thoughtful.
"Hello, please show me your visa."
"She is from Taiguo and cannot understand Longguo dialect."
The staff said "Oh" and immediately communicated with the other party in Thai. The girl's eyes lit up and she responded in Thai.
Other migrant workers looked at the staff in surprise. It was amazing that they could even understand such a small language.
Yanguo's financial resources are really strong, and ordinary ferry staff are proficient in minority languages!
After getting on the boat, everyone unexpectedly discovered that there were free drinks and snacks on the ferry.
They were a little reserved at first, but as the first person went to get a drink, more and more people gradually let go.
Sitting in the seat, drinking drinks, eating snacks, looking at the blue sky, white clouds and sea outside, the fatigue of traveling all the way, as well as the nervousness of a strange country, and the sense of loss far from home, are slowly soothed at this moment.