Chapter 1 Cheap is not good

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It was another long night, and Liao Xuebing climbed out of bed with his dizzy head. Shaking off the messy and wine-stained sheets, he secretly smiled bitterly, took the time to look at the alarm clock, it was already nine o'clock in the morning, hurriedly washed his face and rinsed his mouth and sorted out his clothes, time waited for no one, last night he was too greedy, he overfell asleep for a while, and missed the time to go to work.

He stuffed an overnight bun into his mouth, and then the phone rang, and he didn't dare to slack off at the moment, so he picked it up and said in a gentle and kind voice: "Is it Director Qian? I'm Xiao Liao." ”

"Oh, Liao Xuebing, an intern in the marketing department, I have an important resolution of the company to convey to you, you listen. The words on the other end of the line were calm and cold. That person is the top boss of Liao Xuebing's internship company, and any orders are usually directly conveyed by her.

"Okay, I'll listen. Liao Xuebing spit out the residue of the overnight bun, took a breath gently, and pressed down the speculation that suddenly sprung up in his heart: "It's only been three days of internship, so I have to be promoted and turned into a regular?" I don't think I've done as well as I imagined......

"Hmm. Director Qian is still tepid, not impatient, and quite a leader: "In view of your bad performance of being late for three days of internship, sleeping during working hours, and resisting the bad performance of your superiors, the company has decided to terminate your internship contract immediately, and you can not go to work from now on." ”

"What? Hey, I'm late for a reason! My great-grandmother died the day before yesterday and I had to go to her funeral, I had to go to her funeral the day before yesterday, I was in a bus accident yesterday and I was delayed, and this morning, uh, I just woke up from a transient hypoxic coma because I was swallowing buns too much. As for sleeping during working hours, it's because I run business until one or two o'clock in the morning every day! How can you misinterpret what I mean, I'm just making suggestions to my boss, and the two sides are just causing a good-faith argument!" Liao Xuebing was in a hurry, and finally found a job, but was fired for some reason, and hurriedly thought of all the excuses that could be used.

As if he heard some joke on the other side of the phone, he laughed lightly: "Liao Xuebing, this is not a reason. ”

"Hey, you old woman, I can't explain it to you, you must have an endocrine disorder, right?

"Because you violated the company's rules and regulations, the company won't pay you a penny. There will be a period later. ”

"Hou ......" Liao Xuebing listened to the blind voice of the phone in his ear and scolded: "The next goodbye day is when you are beaten up!"

This job is so important to him, and it is very frustrating to lose it before he gets it.

Another call came in, he looked at the shabby black and white display, pressed the answer button, and said lightly: "Xiaobai, if it's nothing serious, you don't want to mix in this street." Although these words were calm, they revealed an indescribable domineering coldness.

"Boss, boss, after you left last night, the skinheads on Reshallow Street took the opportunity to make trouble and slashed several of our brothers......"

"How many times have you told you, don't bother me again, I'm not interested in fighting and killing. Liao Xuebing hung up the phone, rubbed his faint temples, found a newspaper and searched in rows on the recruitment advertisement page. "I don't believe I can't find a job. ”

Liao Xuebing, 28 years old this year, has been idle since graduating from university, and is the small leader of a certain gang in the underworld in Zhonghai City. He is delicate and sensitive, and his mental condition is getting worse and worse because of his dissatisfaction with the status quo, and his long-term insomnia and anxiety have caused him to suffer from a slight split personality.

He believes that only by finding a stable and long-term job and establishing normal interpersonal relationships can he be satisfied and at peace. It's a pity that it's been two months, the habits are hard to change, the life and rest are irregular, the work is either late or sleeping, and I can't stand the anger, from the first counter salesperson to the last business salesman, I changed seven or eight jobs, none of which can exceed a week. The more this happened, the more he was motivated to be competitive, and he vowed to find a fulfilling and fun job for ten or twenty years.

The job positions of the China Shipping Morning Post that slightly meet its own conditions are prominently outlined with red lines. Liao Xuebing cheered up and looked at the first one: the construction site urgently recruits workers, requiring strong health, hard-working, food and housing, and a monthly salary of 900 yuan...... This one...... He touched his arm that was not very strong, sighed, and moved his gaze to the second line: The kitchen on the 23rd floor of the Regent Hotel urgently needs two vegetable washers and two dishwashers, and the treatment is preferential 38384388.

Well, I'm also an intellectual, and I should be in the position where I can give full play to my abilities, which is not suitable. After a big fork, and then looked down, Xinning Urban Electric Power Company recruited an accountant - he didn't study accounting at the beginning, so he was eliminated directly.

Finding a job is like looking for a wife, and there is often a problem of whether the high is high or the low is not enough. It is difficult to apply for too high-level positions, and the heavy and low-paying jobs are reluctant to give in, and the whole page is browsed, but still no suitable job is found.

He was so sleepy that he went back to bed and fell asleep, but he was irritable and couldn't sleep, and he tossed and turned in bed, thinking wildly. I stayed until the evening, and I really fell asleep for less than three hours, and my waist was soft and uncomfortable, so I finally got up and thought: "It's better to go with my brothers to collect protection money first, so as to save life in the next month." ”

At half past eight o'clock in the evening, Suzaku Street is brightly lit with pedestrians and vehicles, and the Nightingale Bar in the Sparrow Building, No. 127 in the middle section, has just opened. There are many vehicles parked in the underground parking lot, from Xiali to Mercedes-Benz, there are all grades. The waiter in charge of parking just bowed to see off a big fat man with a high toe, and another BMW came, and the owner jumped out of the car in a dashing manner and threw the key to him: "Boy, help the uncle find a good parking space, don't scratch it." Come, I'll give you 10 bucks. ”

The parking boy took the money and smiled flatteringly: "Thank you, uncle." Secretly thought: "If you have money, you are an uncle, and if you don't have money, you are a grandson." As soon as he finished speaking, he slipped into a car with a snort. It was the cheapest battery-powered bike on the market, with the patent leather all over the place, the edge of the water retaining cover covered with rust, and how ugly it looked.

In the car sat a gloomy man, with a stubble on his chin, messy hair, and old clothes. The parking boy thought to himself: "Another person who is disappointed in his career and life has come to buy drunk." Seeing that the man's car occupied a large area, he said, "Sir, this is a parking space for motor vehicles, please put your motorcycle in the bicycle parking space opposite." ”

This man is Liao Xuebing, he put the battery bicycle away, and said with a smile: "Don't get in the way, I'll discuss some things with your boss, and I'll come out in a while." Seeing that he refused to cooperate, the parking boy wanted to push the motorcycle away, but suddenly saw his waist bulging, showing a knife-handle-like outline, he couldn't help but be startled, and quickly changed his words: "Just stop here, then you come out quickly, don't hinder other customers from parking." ”

Liao Xuebing walked into the Nightingale Bar and pushed open the heavy oak door, and the Russian singer Vitas was greeted with a seductive treble like a seventeenth-century eunuch. The dim and staggered lights swept around, and the down-and-out drinkers and drunken middle-aged men each found their own spiritual comfort.

He walked over to the bar and banged on the table, the hard, hard-wearing red beech top rattling. The bartender was struggling to shake the stainless steel flask in an effort to mix the liquid in it more evenly, turned his head to look at him, and suddenly showed an unnatural look: "Boss Liao, it's you ......"

"Bring me a martini. ”

"Boss Liao, do you want to try my newly learned cocktail recipe, blue flame, unique and hot taste, you are satisfied. ”

"No need, by the way, help me call the boss over. Liao Xuebing took the wine glass, took a shallow sip, frowned and said, "This glass of Martini is not the original, right?"

"What are you talking about! Absolutely authentic! If you don't know how to drink, don't make an opinion!" a man behind him took over coldly. It was a tall, lean, balding man with an unusually neat shirt and trousers.

"Ha, it turns out that Boss Duan has arrived, and you haven't seen each other for a month, but you are getting more and more energetic. Liao Xuebing said with a smile.

The man, the owner of the Nightingale Bar, listened to his words and only snorted heavily.

Liao Xuebing said again: "Boss Duan, let's gossip less, this month's expenses should be settled, right?"

Boss Duan slapped the bar counter and said angrily: "You still have the face to ask for money? You hooligan and ruffian, big liar, how did I believe your words in the first place? Hurry up, I won't give you a penny!" Several nearby guests heard the noise, turned their heads in surprise, and saw two big men staring at each other, this kind of bar dispute scene is staged almost every day, I don't feel strange, I bow my head and drink to myself.

Liao Xuebing said with a smile: "Boss Duan, if you have something to say, don't be angry." We had an agreement at the beginning, 2,000 yuan a month, and I will ensure that you will have no problems at night at the bar. Imagine where you can find me such a cheap and reliable security guard?"

"Hmph!" Boss Duan's thin face became darker and darker, "It's cheap and not good, my surname Duan has lived for so many years to understand this truth solidly." During this time, there are gangsters who come to make trouble every day, and you can't even answer your phone call, hum, it seems that you only deserve to scare honest people like me, something really went wrong!"

Liao Xuebing stood up: "Why didn't you say it earlier, I still said that my character is not good." I've been working in the company these days, and the old woman is a bit perverted, and I don't dare to answer the phone randomly. I'll solve your problems right away, which little gangster is, point it out to me. ”

Boss Duan was a little pale, stepped forward, and secretly pointed to the table near the corner of the toilet: "It's those little bastards, it's been about three nights, every time they eat and drink without paying, they hurt a few of my workers, and they deliberately broke into the women's toilet to make trouble, making me have fewer and fewer female customers here." If other guests look at them a few more times, they will either beat or scold, and they are very arrogant. There are three of them now, Brother Bing, would you like to call more of your brothers to support the scene?"

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