Chapter 7 merchant

The clerks like me, that's possible.But I don't feel this.My small company fills me with worries.And this anxiety, which ached my brow and temples, gave me, on the contrary, no satisfactory prospect.Because my company is too small. Some regulation must be made about the hours of business hours, reminding the clerk to avoid major mistakes, estimating the trend of the next quarter each quarter, and we have to consider the trend not of those in the county, but of the unreachable farmers in the country the trend of. The workers spend my money, I can't understand their situation clearly, I don't know the misfortunes they encounter, if only I can prevent these misfortunes.Perhaps they became profligate and celebrated in one hotel garden while others were on their way to America while celebrating.On the evening of the business day, the company was closed, and I suddenly saw this situation in person, and I watched it for several hours, and I was powerless about the company's situation. It hit me, I couldn't stand it; this tide swept me away aimlessly, but I couldn't adapt to this mood at all, so I had to go home.Because my face and hands were stained with sweat and dirty.Clothes were covered with oil and dust.The same is true of the work hat on the head and the boots worn out by nails.When I came home, it was like walking towards the head of the wave. I squeezed the fingers of my two hands together and rattled them. Several children came towards me, and I stroked their hair.But the road is too close, and soon I will be home.I opened the elevator door and went in.

I find that I am suddenly alone now, and those other people can't take the elevator, they have to go up and down the stairs, they are a little tired at this time, and they have to wait for the door to open.Then they had reason to be angry and impatient, and when they entered the living room where they hung up their hats, and passed through a passage with several glass doors to their own room, they were alone. But I was already alone in the elevator, I knelt down and looked at the narrow mirror in the elevator.As the elevator started to go up, I said, "Be quiet, go back, don't you want to go to the shade? Behind the curtains? Don't you want to go to the gazebo with the vault? The balustrade is in the cream window Sliding down the side of the glass like water rushing down." I spoke with my teeth: "Fly away, your wings I have never seen will take you to the valleys of the country, if you want to relax, then to Paris."

However, the scenery outside the window is enjoyable. The parades from all three streets have come, and they don't give way to each other, walking in a mess.In the middle of the last few lines, there was actually a space vacant.You greet the people below with your handkerchief, you are surprised, you are moved, and you praise the beautiful lady passing by. You walk on the wooden bridge across the creek, not towards the children bathing in the water, but marvel at the cheers of thousands of sailors on the warship, follow the honest man when you bump into his at the gate entrance Just snatch his stuff, and everyone next to him puts his hands in his pockets, and you watch this honest man sadly go on the road and turn into the alley on the left.

Some military police on horseback are scattered widely, and they call on the police dogs to push you back.Let them go, they'll mess up these empty alleys.I know they have already acted.I beg you, walk in pairs, slowly round the corner and quickly across the square. Then I must go downstairs and leave this parade behind.I rang the bell, the girl opened the door, and I greeted her.