Chapter 3 second quarter

3 My name is Qiu Fei, male, twenty-five years old, from Beijing, with a university education, graduated three years ago.unmarried. Fifty-year-old people, the favorite sentence is "good health".Being able to live two more days is more important than anything else.Fifty-year-old people have been doing this all their lives, and in a few days, they will be abandoned by society, so they have been living in banks for ten years. Twenty-five-year-old people, the favorite sentence is "Gong Xi Fa Cai".As long as you can earn money, you can do anything. Twenty-five-year-olds have a bright future, their destiny can be changed, and their affairs with the society are not over yet. The bank also knows this, so they dare to lend money for thirty years.

At this age, people often ask if they are married. I thought it was funny when I heard it. With my conduct, do I look like a married person? I don't care about being asked this way, but the questioner should stop asking and leave it alone. After getting a negative answer, do you think you should help your buddy? Because my personal problems have not been resolved, it is destined that I will have a common language with the middle-aged and elderly women in the company. They are keen to find a partner for me, but I have not seen any of them. The reason is very simple: girls who are old enough to introduce boyfriends , does it look good?More because, I still think of a person.

4 In college, I used to have a beautiful and considerate girlfriend named Zhou Zhou.If it weren't for the fact that the students at the school were not allowed to get married, we would have almost obtained the certificate, but fortunately we didn't, or I would have another divorce certificate now. After graduating, she went to France, and the last time I saw her was at the Capital Airport. She only left me a back view, and left in a hurry.I heard that I slept in my upper bunk in college and was expelled from the school. Since then, my upper bunk has been empty. I used to step on my stomach or head to get out of bed. Yang Yang said that Zhou Zhou was in the Champs Elysees in Paris. Main street to work.

That year Yang Yang signed up for a "seven-day tour" in France, which included food, lodging, round-trip air tickets, and tickets to many tourist attractions, and it was only 7,000 yuan.After he was expelled from school, he spent a period of time in society and found it difficult to gain a foothold without special skills. He took the college entrance examination in the second year, returned to school, changed his major, and enrolled in the Chinese Department.The Department of Chinese is a newly opened major in the school. The dean once logged on to the school forum to browse, and found that the articles posted by the students on the Internet were very well written and thoughtful. The majors that I love or even hate, not to mention creating scientific research achievements, even have difficulty passing exams.So the director of academic affairs suggested that the school should open a humanities college, and set up majors in Chinese, journalism, advertising, multimedia production, etc., to train talents in multiple industries.In the first year Yang Yang entered the university again, he published a collection of poems called "Sorrowful but Not Sad". Yang Yang didn't know how many copies were printed, the bookseller cheated and only gave him 8,000 yuan, and then canceled the company, leaving Yang Yang with nowhere to look for.

In a fit of anger, Yang Yang used the money to report to a tour group, and after a trip to France, he found out that he had been cheated.The food was all Chinese food. The tour guide said that he was afraid that the French food would not suit everyone's appetite, so he specially ordered Mapo Tofu and Kung Pao Chicken.Wherever the tour group goes, there are streets and parks that can be visited free of charge, just like Wangfujing in Beijing and Nanjing Road in Shanghai, which can be visited by individuals or not. Those in the tree pit on Wangfujing Pedestrian Street Shit is enough to prove how free it is to come and go here, but the itinerary introduction of the tour group will write: "China's most famous century-old street that has attracted countless Chinese and foreign tourists."

On Liangguang Street in Beijing, there is an inconspicuous and not dilapidated house, with a plaque hanging on the door: Former residence of Ji Xiaolan.Growing up in Beijing, I have long been accustomed to this house. In my impression, it is no different from a trash can on the side of the road, but every time I pass by here, I see a group of foreign tourists wearing Little Red Riding Hood. When taking pictures in front of the door, I can imagine how boring Yang Yang was when he was standing on the Champs Elysees. What makes Yang Yang feel balanced is that he heard that someone spent 12,000 yuan to travel to France and enjoyed the same treatment as himself, that is, he listened to Marseillaise and ate a few French snails in a Chinese restaurant. I don't think it is much better than the fried snails at the street food stalls in Beijing.From this, it can be concluded that there is no good product if it is cheap, and it is not necessarily a good product if it is not cheap.

When Yang Yang found that the Champs-Elysees Avenue was no better than Chang'an Avenue, he took out a "Zhongnanhai" and lit it while standing by the street.At this time, a young woman passed by and glanced at him intentionally. Yang Yang felt a beautiful woman glance at him, so he met her gaze and glanced at her too.The two found out that they knew each other, and she was Zhou Zhou. Zhou Zhou asked Yang Yang if he was smoking "Zhongnanhai".Yang Yang said yes. When he first arrived in France, he tasted a few mouthfuls of "Versailles" and was not used to it. Fortunately, he brought two boxes of "Zhongnanhai".Zhou Zhou said, I just smelled this smell familiar, so I took a look, no

Thinking of you.Yang Yang said, you have never worked in the "Zhongnanhai" tobacco factory, why are you so sensitive to this smell.Zhou Zhou said that Qiu Fei used to smoke this kind of cigarette back then, and this kind of smell... Zhou Zhou didn't go on, changed the subject, and told Yang Yang that she worked in this street.Yang Yang asked for the detailed address, but Zhou Zhou hesitated to speak, saying that it is better not to tell you, I don't want to cause trouble.The trouble Zhou Zhou said was because he was afraid that Yang Yang would tell me her address. I would rather be fooled and sign up for a tour group to go to France to find her.

It has been five days since Yang Yang said it, and he will return to Beijing the day after tomorrow. France is nothing interesting, but that's all.Ask Zhou Zhou when he will go back.Zhou Zhou said that she didn't know. Her job was in France, and it was up to her when she would go back to the company.Yang Yang said, there are still people waiting for you in the country.Zhou Zhou said, maybe he will stay here forever, if he is really waiting for me, you tell him, don't wait, just find one that suits you, but I believe he is not idle. After listening to Yang Yang's report, I felt that I was really wronged.In the past three years, I have been looking forward to Zhou Zhou's return all the time, and I often talk to her in my heart: Hong Kong and Macau have returned to the embrace of the motherland for so many years, and Taiwan is not far away, so don't waste yourself, come back quickly, motherland And I need you, I only have you in my heart! In order to move God to let you come back soon, I rarely talk to the female colleagues in the company, making them think that I received education in a feudal society when I was in school, look at me I only talk to my male colleagues, and I keep talking about whether I have any problems or special hobbies behind my back.In the face of these rumors, how much I want to refute the rumors for myself and prove that my hobbies are normal and my body is healthy, but for you, I didn't do that. It is my sun, rise up quickly, do you know how painful it is for people who live under the hazy sky every day.

Recently I have frequently dreamed of Zhou Zhou, and I have a premonition: she will come back soon. 5 The day I was fired was the second day after the beginning of autumn. The boss said that it was time to settle accounts after the autumn, so I was paid. At that time, he spoke very euphemistically and did not go straight to the point. Instead, he talked about the difficulties of the company and the poor operating conditions. It seemed that I was not responsible for this matter. I was obviously overqualified here. He was full of depression because he couldn't show his talent, he couldn't just watch a talent being buried like this, so, for my sake, he decided not to let me continue working, otherwise it would be a waste of talent.Deng Xiaoping said that talents should be respected.As a probationary party member, the boss must implement this sentence to the end.

What I said made me feel comfortable from head to toe, as if I was so beautiful.It is enough to be valued and recognized by others, even if it is worth the three years, so I shook hands with him cordially and said goodbye, and made an appointment for a period of time.Thinking about it afterwards, he is indeed the boss, he is cunning and cunning, he hides a knife in his smile, and kills without blood. When I left the company, the first reaction of my colleagues was that there would be one less football player in the future.Shit, that's the impression I made on them.Last month, someone switched jobs and went to other places. Everyone's reaction was that this is a huge loss for the company, but I am treated like this.This shows how hypocritical the boss is, to say such disgusting words of praise for me. The most unfortunate thing is the boss's wife, who must have heard him say "I love you" a lot. I heard that some companies specially provide training for the retrenched employees to reinvigorate their spirits, soothe their trauma, and how to get re-employment. However, my company is not humane in this regard, and only pays me the salary of the current month.By the time I walked out of the company gate, at 1:30 in the afternoon, I had completed 56.25 percent of the full day's work, rounding up, I should have been paid a day's wages, but I was not.The boss is not a foreign devil, but a native Chinese, who treats his own Compatriots, it’s really chilling to be so picky. If you give me the wages for the remaining three and a half hours today, at least I have money for a taxi home.Now I have become a person without financial resources, and I have added a new force to the motherland's laid-off troops. Although I have been kicked out, I am in a good mood at the moment: An Neng can remind me to serve the rich and powerful, which makes me unhappy. When I was about to walk out of the company gate, the girl at the front desk greeted me: "Go out." I nodded and said, I didn't dare to talk about leaving the company, because I was afraid that she would be sad, and she always mistakenly thought that I was interested in her.Once I ate salty food in the morning, drank a few glasses of water, and ran to the toilet again and again.To go to the toilet, you have to go through the front desk. She sits here and is in charge of answering the phone. Because she looks scary, everyone would rather avoid going to the toilet a few times in order to avoid her (such an office layout is not conducive to the health of employees). I used to arrive, and I waited for her to leave after get off work——I think this was carefully planned by the manager, so as to limit late arrivals and early departures——but I ran to the toilet again and again that day, and she thought I had something to say I was embarrassed to tell her, so I winked at me. A few short eyelashes grew on my bulging single eyelid, twinkling and flickering, so scared that I couldn't even pee in the toilet. After leaving the company, I lit a cigarette and sat on the curb, thinking about how to go in the future, and looking at the beautiful women passing by.I love this pose, there are often unexpected discoveries.When I was in middle school, the classroom was a bungalow. Every time after class, I sat at the door of the classroom like this, thinking about which known conditions should be used to start with the math problem left by the teacher, and observing the girls in the past.It is often windy in Beijing in late spring and early summer, and I can always see the world under their wind-blown skirts.Today, I made a new discovery. Looking at the cyclists, I found that there are some lesbians who ride in skirts and don’t pay attention to keeping their legs together.When I bought a mobile phone before, I always thought that it was enough to meet the basic needs of making calls and sending text messages, and it would be idle if there were too many functions.Now it seems that I was wrong. If I bought a mobile phone that can take pictures, I could record this vivid scene.