In his sleep, the madman once again thought about the happiness that people told him and the beauty that people told him when he was in Xianyang, so he tried his best to chase it, and now it seems that he has chased the same, but all this happiness seems to make him extremely sad, even full of pain, but why did those people say these happiness so beautiful?

The madman still has to go to work the next day, because even with such a high salary, he still needs to go to work, and if he doesn't go to work, he won't get a high salary, which is the eternal truth in our world today?

After going to work, the madman has a lot of apprentices around him, there are really many, many of them, but these apprentices are not in a good mood, because in a few days it will be the time to pay their salaries. They had been asking the madman with great anticipation how to make money, but now they were silent, playing numbly, as if they had been so cold at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

After a while, one of the little boys, who may not have eaten for many days, was so hungry that his eyes turned white, because if the company had a holiday, he would definitely not even have that working meal, and he had no dime in his pocket, he could only go hungry, in fact, the madman understood that the little boy was just one of the thousands of hungry people in this world, but unlike other thousands of hungry people, he was now playing a game.

No! He's not playing a game, his mind is not on the game at all, his mood is like a cold machine, numb doing what he seems to be doing and what is set. And his mood was like a scorching flame, beating back and forth, expecting and longing, he was waiting for a long time, from eight o'clock in the morning to twelve o'clock at noon, it was four hours, he was waiting for this long four hours, because there was food at noon, and the spotless lunch box on his computer desk was enough to explain everything.

Another little boy suddenly walked up to the madman, he didn't call the madman his master now, but called the madman brother, he was also so hungry that his eyes were white, but the madman saw his white eyes and understood that he didn't come to ask for something to eat, he just wanted something else, sure enough, the little boy said: "Brother, do you still have cigarettes?" Give me one. ”

The madman just smiled indifferently, pulled out the cigarette from his pocket, and gave the little boy one. Some people may say that the madman's approach is wrong, that children cannot smoke, and that smoking is harmful to health, but what the madman is thinking of at the moment is not these at all, but that the madman himself has begged others in such a low voice because he has no cigarettes, and it is not as simple as once or twice, and even the matter of looking for cigarette butts on the ground has happened repeatedly.

The madman understands that the little boy needs the narcotic sensation of nicotine, he really needs it, he has for his own life, no! It's to live temporarily, and he's already working hard to exhaustion, and he's really trying his best, he's just playing games, playing mechanically, but he's unlucky, and he's not going to cheat other people's game equipment in the game, so he's unlucky, so his salary isn't enough, he doesn't have money to eat, so he really gives everything he can, so far for a madman, he should have a cigarette to smoke, and that has nothing to do with his age.

The madman also lit a cigarette, and then more boys came and asked for cigarettes, and the madman did not refuse them, and the box of cigarettes quickly bottomed out, and the madman took a bottle of liquor and took a few sips, yes! The madman is the most popular figure in this company, and he can even drink liquor during work hours, because no one has ever seen the madman get drunk at work, and the boss has not paid attention to it.

But at this moment, in the room that was originally lifeless, as if there was not even the slightest bit of life, suddenly a fat man sitting next to the madman spoke: "Damn! If you can't make money, forget it, you still smoke, what do you look like one by one! ”

This fat man is only sixteen years old, he is really sixteen years old, he doesn't even have an ID card! But what sets him apart from this group of new employees is that he has a lot of money in his family, really rich! As for the extent of money, the madman doesn't understand, but the madman still understands some things, this fat man not only rents a house by himself, but also the rent is more than 1,000 yuan a month, and he eats a big meal every day, and he doesn't even touch the broken meals in the company.

That's right! The fat man is very extravagant, he spends money lavishly, but his money is not earned by himself, when everyone says that he is rich, they seem to ignore a problem, it is not that the fat man is rich, but the fat man's family is very rich, the fat man is here to play games in the company, he operates the game indiscriminately, to feel the happiness brought to him by the game role, but his father will transfer him more than 10,000 yuan every month, just tell him on the phone, don't mess around.

Everyone envied him, they all wanted to be him, to become a person who no longer had to worry about three meals a day to heart failure, the madman once wanted to become fat, but the fat man was too fat, and his body was really a little changed, so the madman thought that if he wanted to exchange his current good figure for that kind of carefree life, then he still didn't want to, because he still liked his pen that had long been torn apart, and the madman thought that although he was currently writing with a gel pen, one day, he would definitely find a fountain pen.

At present, no one refutes the fat man's words, because the fat man is a mythical figure in this company, he didn't come out to work, but his own family disliked him and let him go out alone, so he would give him 10,000 yuan a month, this is a child born in a wealthy family.

The fat man doesn't smoke, he really doesn't smoke, he doesn't drink, he always drinks a bottle of drinks for three dollars, but even so, everyone still wants to be him, because everyone is so tired and tired.

Thinking of this, the madman suddenly picked up the wine bottle again, took a few sips, and continued to cheat other people's equipment in the game, because the madman hates to mechanically fight monsters to make money, so he is too tired and tired, and he feels like a nerd without any thinking logic.

And after a while in the room, the originally lifeless atmosphere seemed to have improved a little, but someone spoke, but the person who spoke was a little older, he was in his Chinese New Year's Eve, he came from an intermediary, and the intermediary told him that the network company was playing games, and it could normally get a salary of five or six thousand yuan a month.

This man in his thirties believed it, because there were indeed people in the Internet company who could get a salary of five or six thousand yuan a month, which was six or seven times the salary of a month of overtime work in an electronics factory, and he was still playing a game, this was a joke?

However, this thirty-year-old man with his beautiful dreams, with his desire full of anticipation, was finally defeated by the cruel reality, now he doesn't even have to smoke, he really in just a few months, completely from the brilliance on his face when he first came, to the vicissitudes and despair now.

The man in his thirties spoke, and no one knew who he was talking to, was it the little boy next to him? Or is it all the people in this little room at this time? He is right: he himself is more than Chinese New Year's Eve years old now, and he has not found a wife yet, because he has no money and can't afford to pay the bride price, so he came out to work, he wants to make money and marry a wife, but he himself is completely unsuitable for playing games now, this is simply a ridiculous job, he has a driver's license, he is going to leave here after paying his salary this time, he is going to find a new job.

Everyone in the small room heard these words, because the room was very quiet, of course, the madman he heard it, but the madman himself didn't understand what it was, what kind of bride price? In your thirties, you still can't get a wife? And the madman thinks that he is only eighteen years old this year, and it seems that these so-called wives and children are far away from him, and even so far away that they can't catch up at all, because the person he loves is just Yuhan, but that's someone else's girlfriend!

At this point, the madman just felt that he would record this passage in his notebook at night, just a record, because he could not give any so-called opinion, and he did not understand at all what this man in his thirties meant. However, the madman thought of Yuhan again, so he drank a few sips of liquor.

And the madman at this time thinks that he himself may have been in a hurry to drink, right? All of a sudden, his head began to get dizzy, so he took out the last cigarette in his own cigarette case, lit it with a very, very high-end windproof lighter that he had recently bought, and took a few puffs violently.

The smoke containing strong nicotine passed through the lungs of the madman, and at this point, the madman felt as if he had found him, and then glanced at the man in his thirties in numbness, this man would sit straight in front of the computer desktop, mechanically controlling the characters in the game, and his beard was sloppy, and even his face was full of vicissitudes and despair, there were tears in his eyes, everyone seemed to know, but everyone seemed to not want to speak, the room was very quiet, only the sound of the keyboard could be heard, Even mouse sounds.

The madman doesn't know what makes this man in his thirties cry, is there no bride price? Or was he unlucky enough to not get good gear in the game? Or do you not have a wife? Or do you dislike the bad job in the Internet company? No! After a short period of thought, the madman learned that the final answer was money! Oh, it's really money! A man in his thirties, he is vicissitudes, he is helpless, he is desperate, he cries, just because he has no money.

The madman knew all this in an instant, as if he understood it instantly, and must have written it down in his own notebook at night, but he understood that even if he knew all this, what could he do? He didn't have any ability to help this man, who was only thirty years old and had already begun to infinitely vicissitudes, despair, and cry.