If you want to dig deeper, the content of the draft that Fei Guang spent more than an hour typing is a bit exaggerated. Especially the last few sentences and the last little words, which can be called exaggerated.

In the two days when he was lying in bed to recuperate, Fei Guang actually missed Chen Lu, did he dream of her?

Of course, I have thought about it and dreamed about it, but I never think about it all the time, because in his understanding, life cannot only have love, but also enough bread.

He believes that as long as he works hard, it should not be a problem to earn bread for his wife and children. He also thinks that if he works hard and saves money, he can earn them bread and milk at the same time.

But in the blink of an eye of his beautiful fantasy, he thought of his family's debts again.

For Fei Guang, being burdened with debt is a kind of torment, a continuous torment, a hundred times more unbearable than others owing him money.

Although his father Ferzon had promised that all the debts owed by marriage would be repaid by himself, which was his obligation as a father. Fei Guang still had a lot of pressure in his heart, and the pressure on his chest seemed to be pressed by a mountain.

Because Fei Guang knew that Fei Song's health was not very good. Although he is only 44 years old this year, he is not an old man. But over the years, with the physical hard work and psychological oppression, he has not been very good-

In the past two years, his body, which had never been fat, has become thinner and thinner, his back has begun to hunch, his waist has begun to bend, and his hair has begun to turn white. Recently, his vitality and vigor have begun to decrease, and he has an intermittent cough in a non-cold state.

Father Fei Song's poor physical condition added two layers of pressure and one worry to Fei Guang.

The first pressure is that if Dad falls, he will have to bear all the debts himself; The second pressure is that if his father falls, he needs to support all family members, including grandma Li He, mother Yezi, sister Fei Shi, wife Chen Lu, and unborn children.

One worry is that my father will suffer from some kind of serious illness, and the coughing sound in a non-cold state sounds too abnormal.

Before and after getting married, because of this cough, Fei Guang urged Fei Song to go to the hospital for a check-up many times, but he never refused. He was very tough in front of his son, and Fei Guang had no way to take him.

"That's what kind of cigarette smoking, what hospital to go to?"

"Just quit smoking in the future, don't rush anymore, I know my own body!"

In the face of Fei Guang's urging, Fei Song replied in a resolute and tough tone.

……

After resting in bed for two days with a variety of thought activities, Fei Guang's body finally returned to normal, and that was the fourth day he came to Jinan.

That day, he got up early in the morning, and after having breakfast, he called Wang Jian, thinking that even if he couldn't find a job, the phone could at least get through. But I didn't expect the result to be that no one answered the office landline, and the mobile phone number prompted "unreachable".

The lie I told to Chen Lu yesterday became a prophecy.

Fortunately, Fei Guang knew the office location of Wang Jian's studio, and the phone couldn't get through, so he went directly to the office in the morning.

When he came to the door of the office, he was dumbfounded, because it was not difficult to see from the white and red seal posted on the glass door that the studio had been seized by the public security organs.

"My friend has done something illegal?"

"The studio has been seized, and others have been detained?"

"It should ...... No, I can't! ”

After wandering at the door for a long time, he didn't see the law enforcement officers, nor did he see his friend Wang Jian, and he was confused.

……

In the afternoon, with this confusion, Fei Guang started the preparatory plan and began to look for a job.

In 2011, the Internet has matured, and it is no longer necessary to go to the door of the employer to inquire about finding a job. Ask people if they are recruiting, what are the requirements for age, education, and work experience. All you need to do is search online for "local recruitment", and there are Internet cafes everywhere in the city.

In just one afternoon and half a night, Fei Guang found and successfully interviewed for a satisfactory job, a bar waiter. The monthly salary is 3000-5000 yuan, two meals are managed, regardless of accommodation, and the working time is 7 o'clock in the evening - 3 o'clock in the morning every day, and 4 days off per month.

This is the best job treatment that Fei Guang thinks he can enjoy after evaluating his own conditions. So on the second day of the interview, he spent 60 yuan to buy a second-hand bicycle and threw himself into the job.

On the first day of work, when he was assigned to the back kitchen as a food delivery clerk, he realized that there was still a lot of inside information here.

"Among the clubs, discotheques, and bars in the city, our store has the best business, the highest popularity, and the most popular!"

"The business is good, and the treatment of employees is correspondingly good, so there will naturally be more people who come to apply."

"Waiters have salaries, commissions, and tips, and high incomes, so of course normal people want to do it!"

"But waiter positions are limited, so newcomers usually work as food servers first."

"After a period of transition, after an assessment, you will have the opportunity to be promoted to a waiter."

"During the period of being a food server, there is no commission, basically no tips, and the salary in hand is almost 2,300 yuan, is it acceptable?"

After completing the entry procedures, the leader of the food delivery team took Fei Guang into an empty box and explained part of the real situation to him.

"How long is the transition period?" Fei Guang asked rhetorically.

"It's hard to say, one is to look at the number of vacancies in the front office waiter position, and the other is to look at your own performance."

"If you perform well enough, the front office waiter team leader or manager will promote you exceptionally, and it is possible to be promoted to waiter in two or three days."

The team leader gave a detailed answer.

"Then I accept it!" Fei Guang said.

"Okay, then let's leave each other's mobile phone numbers first, and I'll arrange for the old staff to take you to familiarize yourself with the workflow." The team leader continued.

"Good!" After Fei Guang finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and saved the number.

"After leaving the number, hand over the mobile phone to me, our store stipulates that grassroots employees are not allowed to bring mobile phones during work."

"Our employees use walkie-talkies with headsets for internal communication, and leave their mobile phone numbers for you to call me outside the shift to ask for leave."

After putting away Fei Guang's mobile phone, the team leader explained.

"Oh-" Although Fei Guang didn't understand a little, he didn't ask again.

"Okay, let's go, I'll take you to the post!" The team leader stood up as he spoke, and motioned for Fei Guang to stand up and follow him. When the two walked to the door, the team leader suddenly stopped and said again, "Oh yes, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Li Chuang, you can call me Li Group." ”

After finishing speaking, he took Fei Guang to the back kitchen corridor, the time was around 19:30, and there were no guests yet, so the food delivery staff was on standby. A row of more than a dozen young men, in a neat straddle posture, is also spectacular.

After handing over Fei Guang to the little fat man at the head of the platoon, the team leader Li Chuang left.

"Your 'posture', this figure, why don't you apply for a 'less', or an account manager?" The little fat man motioned for Fei Guang to stand beside him, looked him up and down, and asked.

"Uh...... That one...... During the interview, the HR manager mentioned to me that these two positions require drinking, and I can't drink. Fei Guang told the truth.

"Ahem! This amount of alcohol is practiced, get drunk a few times, and you can drink it slowly! The little fat man continued.

"I have a bad stomach, I'm afraid I can't practice!" Fei Guang continued to be sincere.

"If you don't have a good stomach, you should drink more alcohol." Wine is the essence of food, and a drunk cures all diseases', have you ever heard of it? The little fat man said with a smile on his face.

"Nope!" Fei Guang said perfunctorily.

"Look at what this means, you're a bit honest, you should be smelting and smelting in a bar!" The little fat man said with a slight nod.

"Oh!" Fei Guang saw that the little fat man had the intention of ending the conversation, and after hastily replying with a word, he also closed up.

"Oh, by the way, my name is Wang Dajun, nicknamed Cannon'er, thanks to the love of the brothers, call me 'Brother Pao'er', you should look less than 20, and call me 'Brother Pao'er'!" After a few seconds of pause, Wang Dajun spoke again in a bold tone.

"Uh...... I'm 23! Fei Guang continued to tell the truth.

"That's two years younger than me, 'Brother Pao'er' I'm 25!" Wang Dajun said, straightened up, and straightened his chest.

"That...... Can you call Brother Wang? Fei Guang lowered his head slightly and asked in a low voice.

"Oh, I see! Sven people, 'Brother Pao'er' can't be called, right, it's okay, Brother Wang is Brother Wang! Wang Dajun paused, and then said, "I like to be friends with people like you who are gentle and qualified, don't worry, as long as I have a cannon in the future, no one in this store will dare to bully you." ”

"Oh!" Fei Guang heard the latter sentence in a fog, so he only replied with a vague "oh" word.

"Brother Guang, come, brother will take you to the front hall to have a look, and familiarize yourself with the environment and table number!" Wang Dajun beckoned to Fei Guang as he spoke, and then came out of the queue and said to the other food servants, "Brothers, if there is a 'product', you can deal with it first, and I will take this new brother to familiarize himself with the table number." ”

After receiving a few lazy responses, Wang Dajun led Fei Guang into the front hall.

It was less than 20 o'clock, and there were not many guests in the front room, and the song on the stereo was "Summertrain" sung by Greyson Chance—

Come with me for a little ride, see the shadows passing by

Look at the sun and see the clouds turn to faces in the sky

"This is a warm-up dance music, and the DJ booth is on duty at this time, and the music played in the front stage is generally R&B, House, Pop and the like with a relatively slow rhythm and relatively soft tone."

Under the brisk melody, Wang Dajun introduced Fei Guang as he walked.

"You know so much about music?" After Fei Guang heard Wang Dajun say this, he felt that it didn't match his image very well, and couldn't help but ask.

"Music is the soul of a bar and what I love working at a bar!" Wang Dajun said in a slightly proud tone.

"Tell me more, I also like music, but I have less contact with these European and American styles!" Fei Guang continued with a little excitement.

"Bars, also known as night clubs, are divided into front, middle, and back."

"The music styles in the front and back are almost the same, they all belong to the warm-up category, and there are not many people who like it."

"The dance music in the middle of the game is a hot, wild hip-hop, reggaeton, funk, rap, disco and other styles, all of which are favorites among nightclub players."

Wang Dajun stared at Fei Guang excitedly for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more he looked like a fellow practitioner, and after understanding it, he continued.

"I think I heard you mention rap twice, both in the front and in the middle of the music, is there anything you say?" Fei Guang asked again.

"No, no, that's R&B and Rap!"

"R&B and Rap are not the same."

"R&B, also known as rhythm and blues, is a musical form that blends jazz, gospel and blues."

"Rap originated in black music, and it's a fast-paced rap, rap!"

After Wang Dajun heard Fei Guang's careful question, he came to his senses and explained with great interest.