Chapter 32 Thirty-two
The music was deafening that night, and the lights flickered. On the second floor of Zero Bar, one person was crying, that was Chen Zhong, and the other was laughing, that was his rival and friend in love.Seen from a farther angle, Chengdu, which is gradually falling asleep, looks like a huge tomb, with occasional lights, which are the phosphorescent flames of the remaining life, and those who are crying and laughing are slowly walking towards the dome of death. Like ants in a graveyard.
It is said that our boss was also a poet in the past. Every year on July 8th, when the factory celebrates, some sycophants will always recite his crooked poems on the stage, such as "Oh Yangtze River, Ah Yellow River", which makes people fall into the dust.Every time I read the "Factory Celebration Special Issue" issued by the head office, I laugh for a long time. Mr. Sun criticized me for this matter, saying Chen Zhong, you should pay attention to your attitude. After all, you are taking other people's money, respect some good?I collected my mind and looked sad, as if saying goodbye to a dead body.Legendary Boss Yingmingshen
Wu, there is no plan left, and when the company's bosses mention him, they all admire him like a torrent of water.One issue of "Factory Celebration Special Issue" also published a photo of the boss, who looked not much older than me, with piercing eyes and a fierceness that could see through the coated paper.The legendary boss also hung a sign in the office: Nursing a scholar is like feeding an eagle, eating it when he is full, and devouring the master when he is hungry.I don't know if the company's top executives are willing to treat themselves as eagles and dogs, anyway, I am quite chilled.
On Monday morning, the secretary of the general office called me and said that the boss would arrive in Chengdu on Wednesday and would give me an hour to kneel down at the Holiday Inn to welcome you.When I heard the news, I almost jumped up excitedly, thinking that my work report was not in vain.As soon as I put down the microphone, Mr. Liu from the Human Resources Center called my cell phone and reminded me to pay attention to the details of the interview. I have to wear professional attire and tie, and I can’t eat stinky tofu with onion and garlic. Monsters started to protect me.Mr. Liu also revealed a piece of news at the end: After reading my work report, the boss approved eight words on it: Talents are rare, sharpen their wings!I grinned and laughed silently for a long time, thinking that the legendary boss didn't look like an idiot.Fatty Dong didn't know what to say outside the door. Through the transparent strip on the door, I saw a fat buttocks spinning in place.I gritted my teeth hard, thinking to myself, Fatty, we have a long future!Mr. Liu who made the call was also a legend. He remained strong even after going up and down in the company. Once he was directly dropped from the sales director to the lowest salesman, and he was paid more than 900 yuan a month, but he actually endured it.This is the corporate culture of our company: beat a man down, watch his reaction with a cold eye, if you can still get an erection, you are a talent, and if you have premature ejaculation, you are a pustule.
Fatty Dong has been closely supervised by his ugly wife these days. He checks on the post twice a day, reports to get off work at a fixed time after work, and is forbidden to attend all entertainment activities.A few days ago, a customer from Chongqing came to Chengdu for a business trip. This is our big customer, with a business of more than 10 million yuan a year. It is said that it is a business trip, but it is actually an excuse to go out to eat, drink and have fun. In his words, it is called "experience the depth of life in Chengdu." and humidity".I lent him a Monarch, arranged for him to stay at the Jinjiang Hotel, and took him to Ginkgo and Peony Pavilion to eat twice, each time exceeding 3,000. Respond, please call Dong Zong too, I called Fatty, he had been suffering from asthma for a long time, and said that his wife disagreed, so he couldn't take leave.The customer was very upset, saying that Fatty Dong was a "lame red sweet potato", but he didn't know what it meant.Fatty Dong must have been subjected to corporal punishment. The heat was unbearable a few days ago. He has been wearing a long-sleeved shirt in a ghostly manner, and his movements have quite a lot of flaws.I was very moved when I saw this, and sighed and told Zhou Weidong: "Behind every fat face, there is a bloody ass." He almost laughed off his dentures.The company held a garden party on Children's Day, and organized all the employees to play mahjong in Baihuatan Park. I sat at the same table with Zhou Weidong and the others, and at the beginning of the game, we played all the games, and then I heard Fatty Dong say from the side: "Fucking day, call the police!" It's nothing, tell my wife this is too poisonous." I looked up and saw him and Liu San staring at me.
After the "prostitution incident" calmed down, Fatty Dong started to go back to his old ways, looking for every possible opportunity to bite me.Before leaving get off work last Friday, the accountant secretly handed me a report, saying that Fatty Dong asked him to do it, and it has now been faxed to the financial center of the head office.I looked at the thin sheets of paper, my head was dripping with sweat. Fatty Dong, who was playing the ball, picked the sore spots with his knife. The title of the report was "Solutions for Employees' Chen Heavy Arrears", which mentioned "Submitting to the Judiciary Institutional intervention", I greeted his whole family several times in my heart, and felt that the sky was dark and the internal organs seemed to be on fire.
The boss is coquettishly wearing a plaid short-collared shirt, with his hands behind his back, and he walks around in a pair of slippers.There was a strong smell of powder in the room, and I had reason to suspect that he had violated certain provisions of the Criminal Law of the People's Republic of China.The boss asked me four questions: the market situation, problems in company management, and Fatty Dong’s character. All the materials I carefully prepared came in handy, and I gave a speech that lasted for more than an hour. His thinning head.Before the interview ended, he asked me, "Would you like to work at the headquarters?" I suddenly thought of Zhao Yue, and felt sore, thinking that if I left, I'm afraid I would never have another chance in this life.
July 15th was the one-month anniversary of our divorce. I ran back after work, opened the door with a key I kept privately, and walked in lightly.Zhao Yue hasn't come home yet, the house smells familiar to me, and every tile is shining brightly, illuminating my haggard face.Her underwear was hanging on the balcony. I put it in front of my nose and smelled it. It had a faint fragrance.There is a half-eaten fish in the refrigerator. I picked up a piece with my fingers and tasted it. It was still a bit bland. I used to eat Zhao Yue’s dishes. The story says that pubic hair will turn white if you eat too little salt, and she is often beaten because of this.I sat on the sofa, flipped through the photo album, and found that all the photos related to me were taken away, leaving only Zhao Yue smiling gently in different scenes, like an innocent elf.My hands trembled, I hugged the pillow I had slept on, and silently shed two tears.
At 7:30, Zhao Yue hadn't come back yet, so I called her and reminded her that today is the anniversary of divorce, "I'll invite you to dinner to celebrate." She said she was eating, "Why don't you come over too? Introduce a friend Let me meet you." I tentatively asked, "Is...your boyfriend?" She smiled, neither saying yes nor no.My vinegar was burning, and I said where are you, and I will come right away.
The "fighting incident" was caused by payment.He scolded me, I punched him twice, kicked him, and then slapped Zhao Yue.
It was a newly opened Chongqing earthen stove hot pot in Nijiaqiao's family. There was a lot of people and the heat was smoky. There were two guys at the next table who were shirtless, showing fat like pig's buttocks.Zhao Yue said it was Yang Tao, and then pointed to me, saying that he was Chen Chong, who seemed neither far nor close to anyone.I squinted at the guy, he was still wearing a tie on such a hot day.I frowned and said to Zhao Yue: "Why did you choose such a poor place? It's so hot." The guy immediately stiffened his neck.Zhao Yue poured me a glass of wine and said honestly eat yours, I chose this place.I lifted my glass sullenly.