At about 8 o'clock in the morning of May 11, the big iron gate of the Beijing branch of the Bank of China was forced out of a big hole by depositors who came to cash out.

A group of people rushed to the counter, shaking the deposit ticket in their hands, with hideous expressions on their faces, and shouted hoarsely: "Redeem money, redeem money, redeem money!" ”

Outside the bank gate, a girl wearing a half-worn light blue short jacket, a long black skirt, and a big braid pulled her schoolbag tightly at a loss. She stepped back to the side of the road, pulled out a notice from her bag, and read it silently over and over again.

"That's right, on May 11, the exam will start at 9 o'clock in the morning, and the location will be the Beijing branch of the Bank of China." The girl frowned, not knowing what was going on with this surging crowd.

The people crowded at the door of the bank, all ages, didn't look like they were all here for the exam.

She cowered in the corner in horror for a moment, then walked around the bank again. As her steps became more and more urgent, the abacus beads in her bag jumped up faster and faster.

A small door was hidden behind the bank, guarded by four men in uniform and box guns.

The girl quickly turned her head and stood against the wall. She thought to herself, these soldiers don't know which way the commander is under them, if they run into the robber soldiers, they will die if they take one more step. As she looked down at it, her eyes fell on her slightly white, round-toed cloth shoes. The stomach, which had only drunk a large bowl of white porridge, gurgled twice. Suddenly, she heard her brother crying in her ear and crying out for hunger.

His eyelids jumped, and he looked around, only to realize that it was a hallucination of hunger.

If you want to get in, you have to risk being shot, but if you don't, you have to go home and go hungry.

Hungry to death, starving to life, neither option is decent.

In the end, the girl still mustered up the courage to turn around, trembling her voice, holding up the notification letter in her hand, and slowly stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, the exam...... Can you get in from here? ”

These four men were soldiers, and they received an order from above to come here to maintain order. They looked at the little girl in front of them with a pitiful look, as if she was not threatening. He took the letter suspiciously and glanced at the letter, which read "Ms. Song Yufang", and was stamped with the big seal of the Bank of China in Beijing at the end.

The four of them turned their backs and discussed a few words, and one of the leaders turned his face and asked her if she had brought her papers.

Song Yufang said yes repeatedly, and quickly took out a student ID.

The GI looked up at the "Beiman Girls' High School", and his brows became more and more furrowed.

The dignified Bei Man Girl Middle School is famous in the capital, and the people who study there are either the daughters of the powerful or the daughters of rich families, how can there be such students?

Song Yufang seemed to have guessed something, and her face was extremely embarrassed. She hurriedly opened her schoolbag, revealing the abacus, pen and ink inside, and raised her head high, trying to make herself look more open: "There is a half-length photo of me on the student ID, you can see that it is really me." In addition to the notification letter, I also brought a letter of recommendation from the principal to the bank. As she spoke, she quickly pulled out another white envelope from the inside pocket of her school bag.

The Bank of China recruits trainees every year, but this year is the first time to recruit girls. There are so many girls' schools in Beijing, from girls' primary schools to girls' high schools and even universities, but because few people are willing to hire girls, everyone is facing the dilemma that graduation is equal to unemployment. Therefore, Song Yufang cherished this exam very much, and was simply cautious with one hundred and twenty points, for fear of missing any documents.

The level of the four GIs is comparable to being able to read the names and seals.

Although they are all people who are accustomed to talking with guns, Shangfeng has an explanation, and without orders, he must not have a fearless conflict with anyone in the BOC. Since the formalities are complete, it seems that the business in the bank should not be delayed, otherwise it will be difficult to go back. Coupled with Song Yufang's appearance, she really doesn't look like a villain, so after discussion, she decided to let her in.

Song Yufang bowed a few times excitedly, and bent all the way to the information desk in the hall.

Although she had already seen the crowd before entering the door, when she really stood in the corner of the hall, she couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of her.

With so many people huddled together, the last time I saw such a lively scene was probably when the little emperor announced his abdication.

But at that time, the streets were full of people smiling, not like now, it looks like some gang of brothers gathered in the bank to collect debts.

On the desk at the information desk, a chubby man stood with a bank badge on his right chest.

Song Yufang's eyes lit up, she squeezed forward with difficulty, raised her hand and shook the notice letter vigorously, and asked in a loud voice, "Is Mr. from the bank?" I'd like to ask......"

The fat man glanced down and saw a piece of red-stamped paper in her hand. Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand to Song Yufang and grabbed it, and while carrying the person to the table, he shouted: "Oh, I've been waiting, you can be regarded as coming." Upstairs upstairs, everything is ready. ”

Song Yufang felt that something was wrong, and struggled twice in the air, and shouted with a red neck: "Hey, sir, wait a minute, I just want to ask ......"

"Don't ask, listen to it yourself, can this be the place to talk?"

"But the words have to be ......"

In the middle of the conversation, a window suddenly closed on the counter, causing public outrage. Song Yufang said something next, and even she couldn't hear it.

This chubby man dragged Song Yufang, who kept screaming, stepped on countless shoulders, and finally crossed to the other end of the vast sea of people.

Someone in the counter opened a crack that was so small that even flies couldn't fly in, and Song Yufang was stuffed into it. Immediately afterwards, the man jumped into the air, and carried the person up to the second floor without saying anything.

"Sir, sir, I ......"

The fat man didn't allow Song Yufang to continue talking, sweat the size of soybeans rolled down his forehead, he took out the key to the office with shaking hands, and explained anxiously: "You stand here and wait, I'll go in and get it, soon." ”

And Song Yufang, who had just landed, was out of breath, and she couldn't speak for long, and as soon as she shouted two "sir", the door slammed shut.

She was still afraid, in such a chaotic situation just now, a strange man said to her to hug and go. When she was held up in the air, her heartbeat almost stopped, and she was really afraid that she had met a trafficker with makeup. Fortunately, she was still in the bank, and not gagged and locked up in a small dark room.

Song Yufang shook her head vigorously, wanting to get rid of the plot of the novel that was full of flying in her head. It was only then that she carefully observed the period for four weeks. She noticed that the staff here were all coming and going, solemn and even pale.

Although they were a little surprised to see a plainly dressed person appear here, none of them wanted to stop and listen to her say a word.

It doesn't seem like there's any exam atmosphere here.

Song Yufang was afraid of making a mistake, so she mustered up the courage to try to grab a man who looked young and easy to talk, bowed first, and asked politely: "This gentleman will delay your work for a moment." Excuse me, is this the place to take the exam? I don't look like it. ”

"This is certainly not the place for exams." The man paused, looked at the plainly dressed woman in front of him, frowned, and asked, "But this lady, what are you doing upstairs?" ”

At the same time, Song Yufang was also looking at him.

He was wearing only a Western-style white shirt, with sleeves rolled high at his elbows, two buttons loosened at the neckline, his hair was unkempt, and there was a faint dark blue under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept all night. If it weren't for the badge on her right chest, she probably wouldn't have been able to associate such a person with the high-paid bank clerk in her impression.

But on closer inspection, ignoring his raunchyness, this person can be said to be dignified. The silhouette is well-defined, the facial features are handsome, and the figure is slender. The two thick eyebrows are as heroic as sharp swords, and the eyes are soft and resolute. Professional habits make the corners of his lips always slightly raised, the bridge of his nose is high, and his shoulders are broad. There is a sense of self-confidence in the whole body, and there is really a bit of the style of a young banker.

"Ma'am, ma'am? Can you tell me how you got upstairs? ”

Song Yufang was woken up by this solemn question. She also thought that this might be a place for internal affairs, and ordinary people could not come in. Although he tried his best to maintain his composure, he had already cried in his heart: This is terrible, the bank is a place to deposit a lot of money, and if a person inexplicably breaks in, will he be arrested and investigated?

She really wanted this job so much that she didn't dare to misunderstand at all, shook her hand desperately, and explained aggrievedly: "Sir, listen to me, I didn't break in on my own. I squeezed in for a long time early in the morning to get in, and wanted to ask where the examination room was, but it was so chaotic downstairs that I didn't say a word, and a gentleman in a bank uniform carried me here, and then ......," she said, pointing her hand behind her back, "The gentleman said to go in and get something, and I ......" to avoid others not believing it, and she held up the notice letter in a panic to prove that she was not lying.

The man glanced at the paper, and then at Song Yufang's anxious red eyes. After confirming that she was not lying, she slightly stretched her brows and showed a polite smile: "It must have been a misunderstanding." However, he didn't know the specific arrangements for the exam, so he had to stop a young man and help inquire, "Xiao Wang, this lady is here for the exam." You see......"

Song Yufang carefully observed the expressions of the two people, and her heartbeat gradually stabilized. She seemed to be asking the right person, and after the person who was called Xiao Wang stopped, he first shouted "Secretary He" respectfully, looking very respectful.

However, Xiao Wang's eyes when he looked at Song Yufang were not friendly.

Since six o'clock in the morning, he has not even drunk saliva, and Xiao Wang has no time to take care of an unidentified little girl. But he is not good at putting on a face with the uncle in front of him, who is supervising the work on behalf of the General Management Office of the Bank of China. could only face Song Yufang, frowning and venting his inner dissatisfaction: "Why did the exam come here, didn't you pay attention to the notice before you came?" ”