What you need to experience, no matter how you avoid it, you will experience it sooner or later. If you gain it first, maybe you will lose it later; if you lose it first, maybe you will gain it later.

God seems unfair and fair...

I had more than five months of free time before, and now I started to pay back twice as much. I thought that a weekend holiday was already a luxury, but I never expected that there would be more luxury. Even having a night holiday seemed like "a toad wants to eat swan meat"...

The above is the worst level I have ever thought of before, but what's worse is that my lunch time and supper time are only half an hour. My spiritual world needs to be absorbed and output, provided that there is time. But...

Although I also know that "time is like water in a sponge, as long as you are willing to squeeze, there is still something", what I need is not half a glass of water, but half a basin of water.

Why can’t people treat what they have so wholeheartedly when they have it? Why do they always wait until they are close to losing or have already lost before they start to miss having it?

I miss the feeling of writing things quickly with inspiration. Now even if I have inspiration, it depends on whether I can take time to write. If I have inspiration, I have to suppress the feeling of waiting until I get off work. It is like the feeling of falling into the water and suffocating when I can't swim. Even if I start writing after get off work, I still feel sleepy until late at night. It is like the feeling of being rescued when I can't swim and suffocating when I fall into the water and suffocating when I'm about to suffocate, but I feel like I'm in a coma.

I really want to say something, but I don’t seem to say anything. The free time starts to be pulled back from the busyness bit by bit. There are still busynesses that should have.

However, if you get used to it, you will find that it really doesn't matter.

That day, my sixth job first day.

I went to work with insomnia until four in the morning when I fell asleep. The first day I reported to the company was on the third floor of the company, and the registration time was 7:50 in the morning.

Maybe it was because I hadn't been working for too long, and my concept of time had deteriorated a little. I thought I could get up at 7:15 in the morning and get everything done, and I could buy breakfast or something, and report at the scheduled time in advance. However, when I went out, there were only ten minutes left before 7:50...

Not to mention buying breakfast, whether you will be late is a question.

I hurriedly went downstairs and rode to the company on the "little perfection". However, the working brigade on the road was really shocked! Various four-wheel and two-wheeled transportation set off the crowded heads slowly rubbing and rubbing on the unsmooth road...

I really want to complain about anything, but I didn't complain about anything, because I am also one of the many troops in Mali...

Fortunately, I am as lucky as me. With my natural luck and my self-excited cycling interspersing skills, I finally arrived at the company before 7:50. Well, it only took a few minutes.

When I entered the company's door, I saw a large number of people preparing to gather, and the company was playing some music. Well, my first feeling told me that they should be preparing for a morning meeting.

Then, the rhythm of the music began to become disco style. Then, they began to line up separately.

Because I was going up the stairs on the third floor of the company were right in front of those teams, in order not to attract too much attention and induce my vanity, I quickly locked the car and while they had not yet gathered, I accelerated my pace and walked up the third floor.

There are many temporary workers who went to the third floor with me who were on the same day who signed up for the same day.

When I walked up the company's stairs, I felt very familiar. Because the steps of the company's stairs were posted with slogans, inspirational, loyal, and truthful. The walls of the stairs included both the company's growth process, the avatars and profiles of important people in the company, as well as the avatars and mottos of outstanding old employees.

This style is especially like the decoration of a sales company. It is like my first job in my life...

When I got to the third floor of the company, there was a big grooming mirror on the wall. Well, I suddenly saw me in the mirror. I couldn’t do it anymore! I really couldn’t do it anymore! My narcissistic cancer has occurred again! He is so handsome!

After a few seconds of unconscious excitement inside, I suddenly remembered the music of radio gymnastics outside!

Nani?! Is this a situation? Since I entered college from high school, radio gymnastics has been out of reach. However, when the radio gymnastics music coming from outside penetrated into my ears, I had to doubt whether I had returned to my student days...

One of the boys standing next to me also said unexpectedly: "I'm going! I'm going to do radio gymnastics!"

Afterwards, all the young temporary workers were ashamed...

I was a little curious about how they did radio gymnastics. I felt a little looking forward to it.

I continued to focus on the words "filial piety" on the top of the grooming mirror. I felt that the core of the company's corporate culture was mainly filial piety.

Well, I have my own corporate culture, I personally think this is very good. Because it often represents the soul of a company.

After watching for several minutes, they broke up and the female clerk from the third floor office also came up.

After that, it was messy. Well, it was messy.

Because there are quite a lot of temporary workers, twenty or thirty people are crowded in a front desk that is not large in size. This personnel and some people ask them to follow him, and that personnel and those people ask them to follow her. It feels like there are a few personnel and things that are sorting out the temporary workers they hire. When they are mixed together, they will be in chaos.

As a person as dull as me, I kept thinking about it for half a minute before I accidentally followed a female clerk.

We entered the conference room and found a seat for ourselves. In the middle of the conference room was a large oval table, which could be about ten people. People who didn't have seats stood on both sides and behind the conference room. Well, I chose the front position, for example, the leader was speaking in the middle, and my position was the first place on the right. I chose that position not to mean that I had the desire to pursue power, but that I almost had no seat at all. I happened to see the empty it was waiting for someone's butt. Well, then I had to use my butt to satisfy it. Everything was so natural and smooth...

After the group of people calmed down, a female clerk wearing a pink coat and dressed intently took a stack of contracts and walked in to speak.

When I first saw her, I didn’t feel anything special. When she spoke for a while, I suddenly realized that with her smile and her timely and humorous words, she was particularly like one of the three bosses I worked in Cambodia - Sister Bing.

Watching her talk was like looking at Sister Bing. Slowly, her appearance, dress, and her way of talking and expression became more and more like Sister Bing. I felt that I was back to the days I worked in Cambodia...

Her outfit is a bit special, that is, she is wearing a white shirt, which is inserted into her tights, and a pink jacket on the outside, but the jacket is not zipped. In fact, this is normal. However, the white shirt on her belly button has loosened a lot from her tights. Because the shirt is buttoned, the loose shirt on her belly button is exactly the position between the buttons, so it feels like a big hole is empty. The degree of this big hole has reached the point where as long as she stands directly in front of her, you can almost see a bowl-sized belly breathing fresh air in her belly...

Maybe she was too busy and didn't care. However, it was not ruled out that it was intentional.

When she felt the most embarrassing time was when she was chanting her name, well, she would go up to get the contract she filled out when she read it. Yes, she didn't know how to pronounce many words. Maybe the words written by others were too ugly, or maybe the names given by others were too magical, or maybe she really didn't know...

However, in this awkward scene, her smile was always hanging on her face. She felt that this particular optimism was really good! As it turned out, she was indeed very contagious. The young boy temporary workers thought she was easy to talk to and could be said to be one.

However, I only had a few conversations with her because I was applying for a long-term job. So she asked me to find a clerk at the front desk.

I was walking with an uncle with a strong Mediterranean and slightly lower altitude.

Well, fortunately he was with me. Because the door in the office pays more attention to privacy, and when you come in from the outside, you can only use a dedicated card to open it. When you come out from the inside, you have to press the button next to the door before you can open it. Hu, I didn’t know it at first, but the uncle seemed to be an expert or had seen the world, so he naturally demonstrated it in front of me. Well, I really have a short-lived experience. This is the first time I encountered such a door...

After arriving at the front desk, a female clerk who looked a little healthy in her skin but had dark clouds wanted to "thunder" at any time.

She looked at the uncle and me with sharp eyes and asked stiffly: "What are you doing?"

Just as I was about to say it, the uncle said it together. Okay, then I'll bother you...

After finishing what we should finish, she asked us to find a place to stand by ourselves and not block the door. Well, I especially don’t like this kind of cold girl... because I was born in winter, and I like warm spring or hot summer...

While waiting, a female clerk holding a courier suddenly walked out of the office and recorded something at the front desk, that face, that figure, and long hair, oh! What a beauty... But just look at it, because she is not my dish, her face doesn't feel warm. Well, I like warmth and hotness...

Keep waiting later...

Suddenly, the female clerk at the front desk looked at me from a distance and asked: "Liu Jinlong, did you do orders before?"

I was naturally happy inside because she shouted out the three moving words. Then I naturally replied: "It's learning to follow the order."

She continued, "What are you applying for?"

I still answered naturally: "General workers."

Then, there is nothing...

What will the fate of an ordinary worker be like? I don’t know, I’m feeling...

After the female clerk who looked like Sister Bing came out and said something, we followed her.

She smiled and said, "Brothers and sisters, come, let's go! It feels like taking you to a group fight!"

The people behind him were laughing.

When we arrived at the entrance of another staircase of the company, the uncle and I stayed there waiting, and the other temporary workers went upstairs with her to have a "group fight".

At the entrance of the first stairs, there is a burly security guard who is responsible for opening the door to the first floor workshop, and also the mobile phone that the employee took out before entering the workshop. Well, the first feeling he gave me was not easy to talk to.

After Sister Bing's female clerk came down, she took me and my uncle into the first floor workshop. Well, I saw a sign in the workshop that indicated "Injection Molding Workshop". Oh, the first time I came into contact...

Afterwards, after the female clerk like Sister Bing handed me and my uncle to a woman who looked very old but was actually quite old, she left the workshop.

Well... next to the old woman, there was a big brother who looked about 28 or 29 years old. My eyes told me that he was staring at the Sagittarius pendant on my neck. Well, I felt that he would mistakenly think that I was those very arrogant "bad boys".

Then, the old woman asked him to take the uncle to a certain position.

I was left, quietly waiting for her arrangement...

She asked me curiously: "Are you a temporary worker or a long-term worker?"

I naturally answered: "Long-term work."

She nodded several times unnaturally...

Then, I asked me to find the elder brother who was staring at my Sagittarius pendant and asked him to arrange things for me. From here, even a fool knew that the elder brother would be my boss.

Well, I'll call him the cold-faced boss for the time being. Because he always smiles in front of me...

He arranged for me to do a part screwing job, which was to screw off the small parts connected to the plastic. Well, it felt okay, there was no pressure for the time being.

During the process of twisting small parts, I began to analyze the situation of the workshop. Well, the workshop area is about the size of four basketball courts, divided into four parts. It is unclear what part it is, but there are not many machines.

What I like more is that the ground is cleaner and there is no oil. Moreover, the sound of the machine starting is not harsh, and it is not as quiet as I can make me uncomfortable.

The first feeling is OK.

Afterwards, the old woman sent me a meal ticket and could go to the company's small cafeteria to have dinner.

After skipping some plots, when it was lunch, the boss of Cold Noodle asked me to go and eat first. After coming back, he helped a certain employee pick him up and then asked him to go to dinner.

Although I didn't even know how to drive those machines, I went to have a meal with questions.

I asked the boss Leng Noodle, and the company's small canteen was next to the main road outside the company, called the Red Apple Fast Food Restaurant.

Well, when I showed up at the door of that fast food restaurant, well, it was really a fast food restaurant, without a little bit of a canteen.

However, the food tasted OK, but the boss's aura was too strong! I had less food and I had to add more rice after finishing my meal soon...

What’s more alternative is that the fast food restaurant’s way of filling soup is to use disposable white plastic bags to put soup on a small plate. Well, it’s an eye-opener.

The lunch time is only half an hour, and after dinner, it can almost be said that you just go directly to the workshop and don’t have much time to play with your phone.

Because I tried this working hours arrangement for my fifth job, I didn't feel uncomfortable.

After entering the workshop, I had people picking up the plane, and I didn’t need me anymore. Okay, then I will continue to twist the small parts...

That afternoon, I thought it was a pretty relaxing afternoon.

Unexpectedly, the cold-faced boss treated me like this.
To be continued...