Many years later, and even a few years later, Wang Shiyi lay on a wicker chair in his private garden, basking in the fine sunlight sifting through the leaves, and when he closed his eyes, he could see the motorcycle of 2000, spewing blue smoke like a bravaful force on those streets of Shiyan, Shenzhen, and speeding through his most painful memory nerves like demonstrations.

Yes, those motorcycles once occupied a quarter of the space in his difficult early part-time job memories, active in those past time and space, his dreams were shattered for a while, and his heart was broken for a while.

That day, in the spring breeze, the two rode an electric car, like headless flies, flew in the industrial area for a while, and soon reached the end of the industrial area, and found nothing.

The hope of finding a job on your own is dashed!

It's not a question of ability, it's a matter of sexism!

There is no hope, and the mentality is more relaxed!

I tried it myself and struggled, so I can have a clear conscience.

During lunch, the two sat in the fast food restaurant, the cunning brother was tired, and said: "This morning, the most wronged thing is this pair of legs!"

Wang Shiyi held the menu in his hand, glanced at it quickly, and shouted to the waiter: "Two pork knuckle rice!"

"Eat a little pork knuckle with marinade sauce and treat your thighs!" Wang Shiyi said with a smile.

"Great idea!" The cunning brother patted Wang Shiyi on the shoulder.

At noon that day, the two were nibbling on pig's feet while discussing the things recommended by the intermediary.

"Wang Shiyi, I'll accompany you to the employment agency in the afternoon to have a look, the employment agency is near the station, let's go there early to see if there is a better company." Brother Cunning ate a few bites of food and lit a cigarette.

"Well, let's go over early, find a job, go to work in the advanced factory, and then talk about it, if you are in the class, you will have a sense of belonging, and you will be steady. Wang Shiyi quickly paddled the meal with chopsticks, trying to squeeze out even a second.

"Yes, you settle down in Shenzhen first, and then say, there will be a lot of opportunities in the future, I will also help you pay attention to it, to see if there is a chance to enter our factory, there is air conditioning inside, life is good, the most important thing is that the girls inside are very beautiful, and the girls who are not married are a lot of hands. When the cunning brother talked about the girl, he leaned into Wang Shiyi's ear and whispered.

After he finished speaking, he took a leisurely puff of cigarette towards the sky, as if he was not in a hurry.

Work is not rushed!

"Okay, look at my hairstyle, are you okay?" Wang Shiyi asked after eating, putting down the chopsticks.

"Very handsome, cool look. Cunning said.

After Wang Shiyi heard this, he raised his orchid finger, used his middle finger, and gently flicked a strand of hair floating in front of his forehead, and said to himself: "Handsome guy, you must enter the factory in the afternoon!"

"After eating, I felt much better. The cunning brother said, he looked in a good mood, shook his hair happily, and then stood up with a "Huo" and said, "Let's go now." ”

The motorcycles in the alleyway of the rental house whizzed, "whooshing" and making bullet-like sounds, and one car came and another car left.

"Let's go through a motorcycle. Brother Cunning suggested. In his mind, going out by motorcycle is a status symbol like going out by taxi.

Walking is the most low-class people's doing, taking the bus is the choice of ordinary people, and only taking a taxi and a motorcycle can be regarded as a luxury consumption.

The ten-dollar store has made Wang Shiyi stunned for a long time, make a motorcycle, satisfy his poor vanity, and compensate him!

"Okay. Wang Shiyi said. Officially looking for a job today, he feels that it is understandable to travel a little specially.

On the side of the road in the farmer's house, the cunning brother raised his hand in the air, and immediately grabbed a motorcycle.

"Handsome, where are you going?" the motorcycle driver's swarthy face poked out.

"Master, how much does it cost to go to Shiyan Bus Station?" asked the cunning brother.

"Ten dollars. The motorcyclist replied.

"Eight yuan, is eight yuan going?" asked the cunning brother.

"There are more than ten miles to the bus station here, and it is not much to charge you ten yuan. The motorcyclist said.

"Ten dollars is ten dollars. Wang Shiyi felt that the time was very urgent, and he had to hurry up to do things, and it was not worth it to delay the big event of finding a job for a few yuan.

That afternoon, the two of them sat on the motorcycle, one after the other, in the first month of Shenzhen, the spring breeze messed their hair into straight lines, how high-spirited they were.

Thinking that he could be recommended to enter the factory immediately, Wang Shiyi was in a good mood, and he sang on the motorcycle, "...... The person who loves you the most is me, how can you make me sad, and leave without saying a word when I need you the most......"

This is the love song "How Can You Be Sad" that He Xueyi sang at the high school graduation party, his timbre is already good, singing this sad song, the voice is as beautiful as the original singer Huang Pinyuan.

His beautiful singing voice is quietly floating on the streets of Shenzhen, where most of the young people are young and full of youthful atmosphere, it is really a good song for the spring breeze, a poem-like song.

"Sounds good. The cunning brother sat on the back of the motorcycle, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand from under Wang Shiyi's armpit and gave him a thumbs up in front of him.

The motorcycle carefully passed through the gap between cars and cars on the street, through the gap between people in the street, through the large tract of different dialects in this blessed land of work, through the envious gaze of young women, and the high and low buildings and vast industrial parks of the city were all far behind at this time.

The motorcycle finally stopped firmly on the road outside the bus station, and the two jumped off the motorcycle, and Wang Shiyi took out his wallet from his trouser pocket, took out a ten-yuan bill from it, and handed it to the motorcyclist.

After the motorcycle driver took the money, he didn't say a word, turned around and started the car, and drove the motorcycle away "suddenly".

Wang Shiyi made up the wallet, there were three hundred yuan lying quietly in it, which he prepared for this recommendation into the factory, he just closed the wallet, only to feel that his hand was taken by a huge force, the original wallet in his hand was suddenly taken away, he looked up suddenly, it was the back of a motorcycle, the man stepped on the accelerator, and the car quickly drove out of a stone's throw away.

In the sun, the cunning brother ran desperately towards the motorcycle.

However, he didn't chase anything, only puffs of blue smoke from the butt of a black motorcycle.

And the motorcycle soon disappeared on the corner of the road, and the shadow disappeared like a ghost in the sky of the first month of 2000 in Shenzhen.

After the wallet was snatched away, Wang Shiyi was like a knocked out fighter in the boxing ring, and suddenly sat down on the crowded street, he spread his legs, sat on the ground by the side of the road with a big grin, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, and smoked quietly.

The crowd kept passing by him, and they all showed surprised expressions, they didn't expect a young man with such a handsome appearance to do such an outrageous thing.

"How much?" I don't know when, the cunning brother returned to his side, he didn't catch up with the motorcycle, so he yelled at the sky, "Fuck! The next time I meet Lao Tzu, I won't beat you all over the ground looking for teeth, my surname is Jiang." ”

After a bit of addiction in the mouth, like a defeated rooster, he came back with his head drooping.

Wang Shiyi took a hard puff of his cigarette, then slowly exhaled the smoke ring without saying a word.

Unlucky, bad luck for eight lifetimes!

Why so unlucky?

"Wang Shiyi, let me ask you, how much money do you have in your wallet?" The cunning brother's voice suddenly became very loud, and he looked fierce.

"Three hundred. Wang Shiyi lowered his head and said lightly.

"Let's go, report the case, I don't believe that the money can't be recovered, robbing in broad daylight is too arrogant!" said the cunning brother as he pulled Wang Shiyi up from the ground.