Thomas was born in a suburb of London, England, the son of his grandfather, Thomas Sr., who was a very successful merchant in silk fabrics, but that was many years ago.

After my grandfather died, my father, Thomas Sr., took over the family business, and things started to be very unpleasant. Every few years, they move to a smaller house.

Later, his father's business finally went bankrupt, but his mind was so clear that he was appreciated by a priest and went to work as a pastor's assistant.

After Thomas graduated from a church-funded school, Thomas Sr. hoped that he would find a job as a pastor, and his father's employer offered a little advice on the matter and was willing to give him some guidance and help.

But Thomas himself has a particularly big shortcoming, that is, he is very bad at words, and he is even nicknamed "Thomas the Silent".

Such a personality is not popular with female congregants who like to talk to pastors about their feelings.

When Thomas was eighteen years old, he made a career plan for himself, hoping to become a dentist or a lawyer.

This plan embarrassed his father, Thomas Sr.

Whether you are a dentist or a lawyer, you need to pay a lot of money for education. At that time, the house they rented was already paying rent on a weekly basis. In other words, one month's rent is an unacceptably large expense for Thomas's family.

Thomas said to his father:

"You don't have to worry, I'll work as a dentist or paralegal's assistant first and earn a tuition fee for myself."

Thomas was very impressed by the day he left to look for a job.

Early in the morning, he had a breakfast of boiled potatoes, carrots and onions, changed into a dark blue striped suit, wore a high-topped gentleman's hat of the same color, and went out with a shabby black patent leather briefcase and an umbrella.

For a penny bought a tram ticket to downtown the Forum. Thomas sat in his seat, looking out the window of his car to see that the morning sun was already out, and the incandescent street lamps were still lit on both sides of the road, and the London fog pressed the street lamps into a dim yellow color.

I got off the tram and walked another mile to the hospital where the newspaper advertised the job for a dental assistant.

While waiting for the interview, he could still read the newspaper, and he was a little nervous, so he only picked it up and looked at the headline:

"A Chinese named Shandong has invented a new drug that has obvious effects on the treatment of a variety of terminal diseases. 》

The dentist interviewing Thomas wore a white coat with some stains of unknown origin on the white hem. He was so pleased with Thomas that he took off his coat and got to work right away.

Thomas changed into a white overalls provided by the hospital.

The doctor extracted a tooth from an elderly lady, who was on his side to assist.

With the help of the anesthetic, the old lady did not feel the pain immediately, but when she rinsed her mouth, the old woman spat the blood-red mouthwash onto the hem of his clothes.

Thomas ran to the tap to rinse the hem of his clothes, and a large number of pungent items poured out of his throat, including onions and potatoes for breakfast.

Thomas was fired after an hour of work, and when he walked out of the hospital gates, it had already begun to rain, and all Britons knew that the weather in London was unpredictable, so Thomas held up a black umbrella. The umbrella left by my grandfather had been cut through a slender opening, and had been sewn up by Mrs. Thomas Sr.

Undeterred by the sudden rain, Thomas paid a penny for a tram ticket to a law firm called Reger.

Rege & Co. recruits a paralegal for thirty pounds a week, which is a particularly attractive package, so there are a lot of young people who come for interviews.

After a morning delay at the dental hospital, Thomas was lucky enough to be on the line for an interview with Reger. There was a neatly dressed young man who had just walked out of the interviewer's room and was surrounded by everyone to ask about the situation.

This young man is still relatively confident:

"The interviewer asked me what I thought about China."

"How did you answer?"

"China is in the east of the earth, and I read a new poem in the newspaper the other day, the poet Kipling, the East is the East, the West is the West, and they never meet."

Two or three people applauded, both for the young man's self-confidence and for the beautiful new poem.

When it was Thomas's turn to enter the interview room, the interviewer asked:

"What do you think about China?"

Thomas said all the China of his memory:

"China is rich in beautiful silk and porcelain, my family used to do business with Chinese merchants, and I have heard many stories about China."

The interviewer is of great interest:

"Can you tell me about that?"

"Yes, sir, if you have such a request."

Thomas sat up straight and began to tell a story about China.

"In China, monkeys can be born from stones, and monkeys born from stones have wings and can fly to the sky, and there are many flying Chinese in the sky, and they defeated the monkeys and pressed the mountains of stones on the monkeys, and the monkeys survived for five hundred years without food and drinking water, and one day, a servant of God passed by the mountain and saved the monkey."

It's really an uninteresting story, told by an uninteresting person.

The interviewer's face became stern:

"Thank you, sir, this is really an interesting story, so that the Chinese can fly?"

"The Chinese can't fly, they're the same as the British, but the color of their hair and eyes and skin is different. I just told a Chinese myth. ”

"So, do you know any real-life stories about China?"

"Yes sir, in reality, Chinese food is also very delicious, the emperor of China has abdicated, and they elect a great president, just like the United States. Science in China is also very advanced, and I read in the newspaper today that a Chinese person has invented a new drug. ”

"Can you tell us more about the new drug?" The interviewer was a little shocked that Thomas knew this.

"I haven't done a detailed understanding of the new medicine, my family used to be neighbors with Chinese students, and I know that they are all very smart and wealthy and can use food to treat diseases."

"So, do you have experience with Chinese?"

"My grandfather had a lot of experience with Chinese, but he has passed away and I learned some basic Chinese from Chinese. Paste, tea, convenient, Wishing you prosperity, southeast and northwest wind, playing mahjong. ”

"Very good." The interviewer quickly went through the resume that Thomas had brought and asked:

"It's a secretarial assistant job, forty-eight hours a week, thirty a week, when can you start working."

Thomas froze:

"I'll be ready to go to work soon, if you need to, sir."

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