Chapter 2 [Zhuang Zhou Mengdie]

Mo Fan walked down the street like a lost soul, feeling that the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and he was so hot that he couldn't breathe.

He never imagined that the day full of hope would be such a result. It doesn't matter if the contract is not signed, but fortunately, it broke the "good thing" of the leader and the immediate boss and was sent home. Even though he hasn't been officially expelled, does it make any difference?

Although his man was a little dazed, his feet were like old horses who knew his way, and finally brought him back to his residence.

Mo Fan lives in a nice apartment building, but that's just the appearance. The suite he lived in was a boarding house, and the house of more than 100 square meters was divided into more than a dozen single rooms by the landlord, and the space that belonged to him was only about a little more than 12 square meters.

The room can only fit a single bed, a small bedside table, and a simple wardrobe. The walls on both sides are thin profiled boards, and the snoring next door can be heard clearly. There was no air conditioning in the room, and there were no breathable windows, so it was stuffy and hot.

This is the lowest rent among the dozen or so single rooms. Just like his job, the white-collar workers who seem to work in an office building actually have a rather meager income, but they just look relatively glamorous.

This is this place, and it's hard to say if you can afford to live next month. In the year he was in Puhai, he was just barely surviving, and he had no savings for emergencies. If you don't ask for help from your family, you will lose your job and you will have to sleep on the streets.

Mo Fan sat down on the edge of the bed and lowered his head with a long sigh.

Under the bed is a pack of plastic packaging of six-in-one canned beer, as well as a bag of peanuts and two ham sausages.

He bought it yesterday when he came back after negotiating with the client, and he was going to celebrate with a drink after the contract was signed today.

It's a fart celebration!

Mo Fan cursed in a low voice, took out those things, and put them on the bedside table to eat and drink. You can't celebrate, but you can't eat, and that's all for today's dinner.

The warm beer tasted very bad, and it tasted a little sour, but Mo Fan didn't have the energy to complain. He drank a can of beer, ate the ham sausage, and carried the rest of the beer and peanuts to the roof to breathe.

On the top floor of the apartment is a large terrace with several flower beds and some benches. When the weather is pleasant, many people will relax here after dinner. But in such a hot weather as it is now, no one wants to come up.

There was wind on the terrace, but it was wet and hot, and it had nothing to do with coolness. But it seems to be much better than a stuffy room. Mo Fan sat down on a bench and enjoyed the large terrace to himself.

At this time, the sun has sunk in the west, leaving a trace of afterglow on the horizon, and the city is lit up by various neon lights, which looks extremely charming.

Isn't there a place for such a big city? Mo Fan thought with some grief as he drank his beer.

I resigned last year and came to Puhai, and the process of finding a job was relatively smooth, but who knew that after more than a year, I would be so miserable.

What is the saying: The ideal is very beautiful, but the reality is very cruel, Mo Fan feels that this is a portrayal of himself. The performance has not been able to do well, the customers who have negotiated can fly, and the personal feelings of the leaders have been broken, is there anything more unlucky than this?

After losing this job, what should I do next? should I go back to my hometown to find a job, or continue to seek opportunities in Puhai?

If you go back, you have to face your friends and classmates, which is so humiliating, Mo Fan feels that he can't raise his head when he thinks about it. But staying in Puhai to try his luck, he has no confidence.

When he first arrived in Puhai, he was optimistic and confident, albeit blind. But now, he's lost even that.

Thinking of no new way out, Mo Fan could only keep pouring beer into his mouth, he felt that his luck was simply terrible.

It is said that the natal year is more memorable, and Mo Fan didn't take it seriously before, but now he believes it a little, because this year is his natal year. But the good news is that according to the traditional summer calendar of the Chinese Kingdom, he will enter the life of 25 years old in two days, and the natal year of the point is finally over.

Perhaps, can you come to Jitai?

Mo Fan's alcohol consumption is very average, and he usually doesn't drink much. Three cans of beer are already a little fluttery, which is basically his limit. The blood containing alcohol flowed into his brain, which made him a little excited, and with the stimulation of reality, he decided to make persistent efforts and seek a breakthrough to solve the remaining three cans of beer.

After drinking all the beers, Mo Fan staggered out of the terrace and down the fire escape stairs. When I went downstairs, I accidentally stepped on the air, and suddenly fell and slid down.

Playing a slide game on a large washboard doesn't feel like a good thing naturally. However, because of the paralysis of alcohol, Mo Fan did not feel pain, lying on the stairs, he felt that his eyelids were very heavy, and he didn't want to get up at all, so he fell asleep.

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There is a word called dream, which probably includes the meaning that some ideals can only be realized in dreams.

Mo Fan dreamed that his father had become a big official, and his ancestors had been high-ranking officials for several generations, and his mother was a famous lady, from a super chaebol that had been inherited for hundreds of years. He himself has naturally become an out-and-out "official N generation + rich N generation".

And he is not only from a good background, but also very smart, no matter what he is, he will learn it as soon as he learns it, and he can do it better than others in everything he touches.

Even this kind of thing is no exception. Putting aside his family background and wealth, when he appeared in a different face, his actions never failed, and he was willing to stick upside down one by one.

Perhaps because life was too smooth for him to do anything, he left home quietly and became a mercenary, looking for new excitement in the rain of bullets. A few years later, he had a top mercenary group and a powerful voice on the African continent, capable of influencing the political situation in many countries with a single word.

Tired of playing on the battlefield, he returned home and lived a life of drunken dreams and death. Finally, one day, he died young due to excessive drinking.

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When Mo Fan opened his eyes, he saw the floor of the staircase of the fire escape, but his mind was still stuck in the previous dream.

It is not uncommon for people to wake up from a dream and not fully return to reality, and I believe many people have had similar experiences.

But Mo Fan's degree of dreaming is obviously much deeper, he feels that the life in his dream is the real life, and now he is probably dreaming, and reality and dreams are completely reversed.

After a long time, the pain coming from all over his body made Mo Fan's brain more awake.

The dream was so real that he could remember all kinds of details, but he needed to think about his current situation for a long time.

It seems that for his brain, it is not just one night that has passed since last night, but a gap of more than thirty years, in which he has experienced another life.

After more than 30 years, no matter how good the memory is, people need to think about it carefully, right?

Mo Fan finally remembered, it seemed that he had been drinking beer on the terrace the night before, and after drinking too much, he went downstairs and fell, and then slept here.

He sat up from the stairs and felt that his back ached, but fortunately, the corridor was ventilated and the temperature was not low, and there were no uncomfortable symptoms such as cold and cough. My head hurts a little, probably because I'm drunk.

I took out an old-fashioned cheap phone from my pocket and looked at it, it was not yet seven o'clock in the morning. Mo Fan put back his mobile phone and walked down the stairs, with each step, the memory in reality became a little more vivid, and when he arrived at the door of the residence, he finally figured out the relationship between reality and dreams.

It's a strange bloody dream.

He sighed secretly, opened the door and walked in.

Most of the people who live here are office workers who work nearby, and a few who work at night clubs. At this time, everyone was asleep, and the sound of snoring of different tones came from the rooms.

The more wonderful the dream, the more it brings out the cruelty of reality.

Mo Fan sighed, went back to his room and took a change of clothes, and went to the bathroom to take a shower. In the mirror, he saw several bruises behind him, which seemed to have fallen hard last night.

In addition, this body is a little too thin, so you have to exercise well.

As if he had seen himself in the mirror for the first time, Mo Fan shook his head lightly to express his dissatisfaction. Immediately, he was stunned, this thought would not have existed before.

Warm water poured him, he closed his eyes, and the scenes in the dream kept flashing in his mind.

In addition to the life experience in the dream, he felt that there seemed to be something else in his brain, and that was the various talents he had in the dream.

For a while, Mo Fan couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or if he really had those abilities. But he can be sure that he has gained one extremely important thing, and that is faith.

He believes that he can deal with any difficulties calmly, and the situation in front of him is really nothing.

The previous self was really angry.

No wonder Shen Tai'an said that he has indeed not done well in the past year. When I go to work, I look forward to a pie falling from the sky, I like to make excuses when something happens, and I make less effort and complain more meaninglessly...... and a series of other typical symptoms of unsuccessful people are all in one, not to mention that others look down on them, even if they themselves look down on them.

Thinking of this, the corners of Mo Fan's mouth raised slightly. In the past, he would never reflect on himself like this, but now it is really different.

After reflecting, he began to think about his next steps.

Puhai, the largest city in China, has countless opportunities. As long as you have the ability, you can find opportunities here and realize your dreams.

Mo Fan is confident that he can find many better jobs and move to a higher level.

But he was not willing to leave Haitian just like that. Even if you have to leave, you must leave a majestic back for people to admire, and not be driven out like a dog.

So, let's start with Mr. Chen's customer, where you fall, get up.

Thinking of Shen Tai'an's dismissal, the corners of Mo Fan's mouth raised slightly.

Go home and reflect, this can be regarded as reflection. As for dismissal, the deputy director of sales doesn't seem to have this power, right?