Liu Yun made a bowl of lo noodles and sat quietly at the table to eat.

At forty-five, he was a tall man, and the old chair seemed to be unable to withstand the tall body of his master. The years have carved deep and shallow wrinkles on his face.

In front of Liu Yun's desk are two photo frames, and in the frames are two photographs. One is a photo of him when he was eighteen. In the photo, he is wearing a military uniform and is heroic.

Liu Yun entered the sports school at the age of thirteen, and at the age of fifteen, the Bayi Labor Brigade went to the sports school to pick people and picked him. Since then, he has become a member of the football team under the Bayi Industrial Brigade. At the age of twenty-five, he retired from the Bayi Workers' Brigade and was placed in a state-owned enterprise. At that time, the state-owned enterprises were treated very well, and he was very satisfied.

Another photo on the table is a group photo of Liu Yun and his wife. The wife is smiling so brightly in the photo. How happy he was then. The fly in the ointment is that they have been married for five years and have not had children. At the age of thirty, his wife finally became pregnant. It's a pity that happiness comes and goes quickly. His wife died in childbirth, but her daughter miraculously survived.

He named his daughter Liu Xiaoyan. He hopes that his daughter can be happy for the rest of her life.

After a few more years, workers in state-owned enterprises began to be laid off on a large scale. He became a laid-off worker. In order to make ends meet, he had to set up a breakfast stall in front of his house to support his young daughter.

Liu Yun is a person who is easy to satisfy. The business of the early stall is gradually booming, and he dreams of saving more money to give his daughter a good education. But for Liu Yun, fate seems to have played a joke on him. My daughter was diagnosed with leukemia when she was 10 years old. In order to treat his illness, he sold the house assigned to him by a state-owned enterprise and took his daughter to seek medical treatment.

God has lived up to his hard work as a father. My daughter's condition has finally stabilized. Now she can go to school like an ordinary child. But the expensive annual review fee still makes Liu Yun stretched.

While eating lo mein, Liu Yun was thinking about the debt he owed when he took his daughter for treatment - a full 140,000 yuan. This is an astronomical amount for him.

In the past few days, a relative has landed him an errand as a temporary cleaner in an office building. In this way, he can make another extra money after selling breakfast early in the morning.

After Liu Yun finished eating the lo mein, he glanced at the eighteen-year-old self in the photo.

Perhaps, he thought, he was going through what he called a midlife crisis. Daughter Liu Xiaoyan is 15 years old this year. Fifteen is the age of rebellion. I seem to be unable to communicate with her.

Career。。。。。 If selling early is considered a career. At least in the eyes of others, at the age of forty-five, he has achieved nothing so far.

He had no friends except for a few poor relatives who had a decent relationship. Who would make any friends with a breakfast seller, a cleaner?

Liu Yun changed into a cleaner's uniform and came to the Bairun Building in the center of Beijing.

Liu Yun took the mop and began to mop the floor of the hall. It was already half past eight, and white-collar workers in professional clothes walked into the building to clock in and go to work.

No one will pay attention to Liu Yun, an obscure cleaner.

At this time, an obese middle-aged man in casual clothes entered the building. Bairun Building is located in the CBD of Jingzhou, the capital of Handong Province, China, and is the industry of Bairun Group, the largest enterprise in Handong. White-collar workers who work here are required to wear formal attire. But this obese middle-aged man was dressed in casual clothes。。。。。 Doesn't he want to keep his job?

When the white-collar workers who came to work saw him, they took the initiative to make way for him and respectfully called him "Mr. Zhang." ”

Yes, because this obese man is the helmsman of the business empire of Bairun Group - Chairman Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing walked up to Liu Yun: "I looked down just now, and the glass on the ninth floor of the building seemed to be spent. You go to the ninth floor and wipe it off. ”

Liu Yun has been in Bairun Mansion for three or four days, and he has long heard the identity of this fat guy in casual clothes from the security guard. He did not dare to slack off, and said, "Okay." ”

Liu Yun entered the elevator for cleaners and pressed "9" on the button. He won't know that it was his press that changed the fate of the rest of his life!

The elevator is a mechatronics equipment that works at the same time in the state of strong and weak voltage, and the leakage current must exist, but the possibility is very small.

It was this very small thing that happened to Liu Yun.

This elevator is produced by a subsidiary of Bairun Group, and it belongs to its own goods. Perhaps the quality inspector forgot to check the leakage circuit breaker, and when he pressed the "9", an electric current suddenly burst out of the elevator.

The electric current went straight to Liu Yun's face door with dazzling electric sparks, and Liu Yun fainted.

The security guard spotted the tragedy through the camera. Five or six elevator maintenance workers hurriedly cut off the elevator power, turned on the elevator, and sent the unconscious Liu Yun to the hospital.

Three hours later, Liu Yun woke up. He half-opened his eyes, and in front of him sat a doctor in a white coat and the lobby manager of the Bairun Group.

He heard the doctor ask the lobby manager, "How many volts was the current in the elevator that hit the patient?" ”

The lobby manager replied, "I'll ask our group engineer about this." ”

The lobby manager made a phone call and replied to the doctor: "The engineer said it was about 520 volts." ”

The doctor was shocked and said, "What? 520 volts? You can't make a mistake, right? If a high voltage of 520 volts hits a patient, and the patient does not die on the spot, not even a trace of burns, then it can only be said that this is a miracle! ”

Liu Yun had just had a dream in which he dreamed that when he was 18 years old, he played a friendly match with his teammates in the sports team and a visiting football team.

Liu Yun asked weakly, "Where am I?" ”

Seeing that Liu Yun was awake, the doctor hurriedly walked up to him, opened his eyelids and looked at his pupils: "There is nothing abnormal." How are you feeling right now? Do you have any pain on your body? ”

Liu Yun replied: "There is no place to hurt." ”

After Liu Yun finished speaking, he sat up.

The lobby manager walked up: "Lao Liu, it's okay, you're scared to death!" ”

The doctor said to Liu Yun: "You are electrocuted and unconscious, and you must do a series of examinations such as MRI." ”

Liu Yun was a little embarrassed, he had no insurance, and when he took his daughter for treatment, he heard and knew that the "series of tests" that the doctor said would cost a lot of money.

Liu Yun said to the doctor: "Forget about the examination, I'm fine." ”

The lobby manager waved his hand: "The cost of the inspection will be reimbursed by our group." ”

Liu Yun heard that the lobby manager said that he would be reimbursed, so he no longer refused. Within a few hours, he had completed all the physical examinations – and there were no unusual conditions.

The doctor looked at the examination report and muttered, "Miracle, what a miracle." The human body is such a strange thing。。。。。 ”

Liu Yun was about to go home, but the lobby manager stopped him: "Old Liu, don't tell anyone about the morning!" Give you three days of paid leave and go home to rest and rest. ”

Saying that, the lobby manager gave him ten brand-new local tyrant gold tickets.

Bairun Group is engaged in mergers and acquisitions, and if there is a scandal of a leakage accident in the elevator produced by Bairun at this time, it will be tantamount to a flying disaster for Zhang Qing, the boss of Bairun.

Therefore, Zhang Qing instructed the lobby manager to let him seal Liu Yun's mouth.

Liu Yun is not a dull person, he knows the meaning of the lobby manager's words. He took the money and nodded: "Okay, manager, don't worry, I will be tight-lipped." ”

Liu Yun walked out of the hospital. He looked up at the sky, the wind was light and the clouds were light, and it was the season of spring flowers. He seemed to remember the time when he won the bronze medal in the football event of the National Games with his comrades in the Bayi Industrial Brigade.

Unfortunately, the good times are gone.

It would have been a blessing to have escaped death from a 520-volt high-voltage electric shock. But he couldn't be happier. However, the ten local tyrant gold tickets are real. With this thousand yuan, I can buy a second-hand tablet for my daughter to learn English.

Liu Yun plans to go to a second-hand computer store.

As he walked, a can appeared in front of him. Almost twenty meters in front of the can, there is a garbage bin.

Liu Yun suddenly had a strange impulse. He stepped forward and kicked the can hard, but the can was impartial, and flew directly into the garbage bin twenty meters away!!

Even when I was young, I never had this kind of accuracy!

Liu Yun smiled bitterly and sighed to himself: "When I bought a two-color ball lottery ticket, I never saw such good luck!" ”