A few months after the incident, I once again happened to pass by the parting bench. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Sitting on it, the past emerges one by one, it is indeed a bench with a story, a friendship has been slept, and a love has been severed.

I was never able to come out of that shadow.

Zhou Hangyue persuaded me to find something else to do besides studying. But I was good for nothing but studying.

Every day is a smile on the surface, and when I calm down and am alone, I can't help but think of Bai Xin.

Every day, I keep my head down, thinking about things, and only look at it when I walk to the front of the dormitory building by feeling to make sure that I am not wrong.

On this day, when I was about to arrive at the dormitory building, I subconsciously looked up and found that there were people downstairs in the dormitory who were recruiting part-time jobs. Subconsciously, I hid to the side. For me, a stunned person, I can't get on the stage at all.

I had to pass through the dormitory door before I could enter the dormitory, but luckily I kept my head down and continued walking.

Suddenly, I was stopped by a man in front of me.

"Hey, classmate, are you interested in working part-time? Not only can you train yourself, but you can also get a salary. Why not? ”

When I heard the word salary, my eyes lit up.

"Paid and part-time?" I muttered to myself, why don't I find a part-time job to divert my attention.

Fortunately, I filled out the application form.

It wasn't long before I got my first part-time job there, handing out flyers.

Having obtained the contact information, I went to contact the person in need myself.

When I arrived at my destination and got what needed to be distributed, I knew that this time, I thought, was going to be a tough battle.

If you can say this, you will surely guess that it will not be a good errand.

Sure enough, what I was going to hand out was a small card, and I was going to handle fake certificates and invoices. It is obviously a part-time job with a criminal nature.

This walked out into the street, accidentally touched this policeman, and my detention was condemned anyway.

Seeing that it was a card with a fake certificate and a fake invoice, I said I didn't want to work part-time, and then turned around and left.

Unexpectedly, the man caught up and stopped me. It means that as long as it is distributed, it will be settled according to the number of cards distributed, from the previous 4 points per ticket to 6 points per sheet.

I pondered, if I get 1,500 tickets a day, send half and throw half away, it will be 120 yuan. For other part-time jobs that are only 60 yuan a day, this is considered a high salary.

There was no way, for the sake of money, I still bowed my head to the evil forces, agreed to his price increase, and took 1,500 cards from him, and in densely populated places, I stopped cars when I saw them. During this period, it was inevitable that they would be expelled like street rats. I timidly weaved from vehicle to vehicle.

I sent out 100 pieces very smoothly.

Shifting positions, repeating the previous moves.

Until I finished distributing a large box of 1,000 cards in my hand, I carried the remaining 500 sheets, ready to go back, find a place to throw the cards, and call him by the way to ask for wages. That's my plan. No one knows how much I posted anyway. He doesn't know how to count them one by one, for him, he doesn't care how many tickets are sent, but cares, who will buy his account.

As long as I send out one valid, then the more than 1,000 tickets that are thrown away today are not in vain.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, the yellow finch is behind, and on my way home, I dialed his phone, but I didn't expect my phone to be broken, and the man never answered the phone.

Again and again, again and again, despair. I looked at the card in my pocket and suddenly had a feeling that I had been deceived.

Putting down the phone, I leaned against the window and threw the card in my hand down the window. Looking at the flying cards, I smiled wryly.

The first part-time job, I was still too young to be fooled so easily. I worked as a coolie for a day in vain.

Shortly after I finished casting the card, my phone rang.

"That, I had something to do just now, I didn't receive a call, I did a good job today, I'll see you at the old place early tomorrow morning, I'll settle your salary."

After listening to the phone call of the profiteer, I was like a treasure, swept away the previous haze, and felt that there are still many good people in the world.

When I picked up the card that was stuck between the glass cracks and wasn't blown away by the wind, I suddenly felt a lot cuter.

No way, who made me a money-loving person?

Young, simple, pollution-free, no scheming. This is the label of the contemporary college student. For the old fritters on the market. We are like lambs to the slaughter.

Man is a sword, I am a fish.

If you can't see through the cruel nature, you will always have a collar around your neck, and you will be led by the nose.

Unfortunately, I understood too late. The schemes of the profiteers were only the first step in his further plans. Then, the tug-of-war officially began.

I also can't understand why I finally took on a part-time job, either being cheated of money or being squeezed. Are all the good people in the world dead?