It was another sleepless night, and I lay on my bed in a small hotel and watched the endless darkness with my eyes open. Thinking about Sister Hong and Xiang Dong's words, my thoughts flew in my heart, I don't know if she is asleep at the moment, or if she is thinking about each other like me.

Although I know that this time is going to be very difficult, I don't know how long I will completely let go of my attachment to her, maybe after she comes out of the gloom and into the next relationship, I think.

She was the first woman I ever loved deeply, and I don't know if I will ever fall in love with another woman as much as I love her. Even if I can't, I should be satisfied, at least I have really loved this experience, and I have an explanation for my sloppy life.

For the next few days, I stayed in a small hotel, except for sleeping, I was paying attention to the information on the recruitment website, and I knew very well that there was not much time for me to slack off, and if I couldn't find a job again, I was afraid that I would really be as desperate as Xiang Dong said.

During this period, Li Liang called me and asked me what the situation was, why he didn't see me go to work, and it seemed that he didn't know what happened to me.

I had to tell him again what had happened to me. As my best friend, he was the last person to know about this, which is also a kind of sadness when I think about it, which can also show that Li Liang has gradually stopped talking to me, needless to say.

Li Liang was silent for a long time after listening to what I said, and I didn't know what he was thinking at the moment through the microphone.

After a long time, he slowly spoke: "I said a long time ago that it was impossible for you and Mr. Mu to do anything, but unfortunately you were already deeply involved at that time, and you couldn't listen to what others said, but fortunately, now that you finally figured it out, it's not too late." Find a new job, as long as you are willing to work hard, according to your ability, you will definitely have a good development. If there's anything I can do to help you, just ask, and I'll do my best. ”

I laughed dryly and said no.

After saying this, both of us fell silent. After a while, Li Liang quietly hung up the phone. I seemed to hear a slight sigh from him a second before he hung up, and it didn't seem to be.

Although Li Liang's tone was very sad, I could hear a bit of stiffness and far-fetched from this sadness. If he had heard that something like this had happened to me, he would have asked me where I was at the first time, and then he would have come to see me.

Now, however, just a few exclamations on the phone, and then a concluding remark that will try to help me out, the raw and perfunctory in between is already obvious.

I still haven't received my last month's salary in the company, it seems that Mu Xichun really doesn't plan to give it to me, and I don't know if she still retains the last trace of thought, or wants to punish me.

But I wouldn't have asked for it anyway, and in fact I didn't even have the courage to face her, even though I had reached the point where I was thrifty.

I haven't been to the bar street again in the past few days, although I really want to see if Mu Xichun has gone to the bar again these days, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to see her

and disappointed, and afraid to see her sad appearance and grief in my heart.

I even wanted to call Xiangdong to ask him about Mu Xichun, but in the end I held back.

I think since we've broken up

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, then come to a thorough point, the ambiguity of the broken thread is not the responsibility that a man should have after all, so it will only exacerbate each other's pain.

I didn't have much money left, and the wounds on my face were no longer visible, so I thought it was time to look for a job.

In fact, I have already selected several jobs that are more suitable for me on the recruitment network, thinking that my two years of planning work experience and the resume of working in Hongji, I believe that there will be a great chance of success.

I have prepared my resume very calmly, just waiting for their on-site interview.

What I didn't expect, however, was that reality soon hit me in the face. I went to those companies at the required interview time and found that the idea that I was quite sure was simply too naïve.

I didn't expect that there would be so many competitors for a small planner's position, and I couldn't help but be ashamed after I got a rough understanding of their information. What famous university graduates, what graduate doctoral students, and even international students from famous overseas universities. Suddenly, I, an ordinary third-rate college graduate in China, withered on the bench outside the door.

I can't believe that there is no better choice for these shining sons of heaven? Shouldn't they be looking at the most cutting-edge high-tech fields? Why do you want to compete with me for a job as a planner?

I was not very interested in being called by my name, because I was afraid that I could not stand out among these glorious young people, and I was even perfunctory in answering the interviewer's questions.

After interviewing three companies in a row, my patience finally ran out.

This is an advertising agency, and the interviewer asked me how to make a humble billboard ten times more effective. I really don't even bother to think about this kind of brain-dead problem, if you had this kind of ability, your company would have gone public on Wall Street a long time ago, and there would be time to be a difficult planner to apply for here?

I didn't think about it and said: "Arrange a bikini beauty to stand next to this billboard, and the advertising effect is probably far more than ten times!" He was stunned when he said that. The secretary next to him couldn't help but cover his mouth and snicker.

He then asked me what my career dreams were and what were my goals for the next three years? I replied: My goal is to become your leader within one year, and the general manager of the company within three years, even if you can't be the general manager, at least you have to be a vice president.

The three interviewers immediately looked at each other, probably they had never seen a candidate like me, I don't know if I was really stunned or what was the big deal, and I couldn't speak for a long time.

Seeing that they couldn't seem to ask any more questions that would stump me, I got up and patted my buttocks, twisted my bag and walked out without even saying hello.

As I walked down the street, I couldn't help but feel a sense of melancholy. I looked at the suit that I had carefully ironed from the fat woman who had borrowed an iron from the innkeeper, and I couldn't help but feel ironic, sure enough, living in this world is an inspirational thing in itself......

Because of the experience of the first day, I finally understood that the current workplace environment of the society I am in, although there is a variety of information on the recruitment network, it seems that all companies are thriving, and there is a shortage of talents, as if the opportunities are unlimited at any time, but when I arrived at the interview site, I realized that people who want to get a job are even more like a carp across the river, and it is also unlimited, and the so-called opportunities are infinitely close to zero

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Finish.

It's no wonder that some people say that even if they are extremely aggrieved, they don't dare to resign easily, which seems to be reasonable. It's easy for you to go, but you don't know how many people are trying to fill your position, and it's probably not so easy for you to find a job that you can match.

So with all that said, I had to lower my goals and shift my focus from the big, well-known companies to the smaller ones that I didn't like at first.

Time is running out for me, and if I look at the top again, I'm afraid I'm going to die as proudly as Nietzsche said.

However, I overestimated myself again, and in the next two days of interviews, none of the companies showed a high interest in me, and none of them said that they wanted to hire me, and they all asked me to wait for good news.

Fucking waiting for good news, even saying that rejection is so lofty, but I don't know that giving others a glimmer of hope is a more cruel thing in itself!

That night, I went back to the small room of the hotel, took out all the money I had on my body, counted it carefully, and found to my dismay, that all the money was only enough for two days' room. If you don't go to work again, eating will be a problem.

Just when I was extremely depressed, there was a burst of voices next door that were forbidden to describe the website, and the beautiful sound of the melody and twists and turns, accompanied by the rhythmic creaking of the bed board, went straight to my head, making me suddenly irritable when I was already in a bad mood.

I didn't expect that the owner of this hotel in order to separate a few more rooms, even the walls are made so environmentally friendly, there is no sound insulation effect, so why do you want to let men and women rent together? Is it true that you don't think about other single tenants at all?

I slammed my fist against the wall a few times as a warning, but instead of relenting them, my warning only fueled their spirits, and their voices became more high-pitched.

I couldn't help but get up and go to the door next door and slammed it a few times. Although I know that my behavior is very bad, it is tantamount to suddenly cutting someone's wire in the middle of their meal, but I really can't stand it, who told them not to invite me to cook together?

After a while, the room finally quieted down, the door opened, and a burly man with a full body of flesh stared at me with burning eyes while tying his trouser belt, and he leaned against the door frame and said in a northeastern accent, "What are you looking for?" As he spoke, he pushed me with his hand, and I looked at his hand with disgust, and I didn't know what he had just touched.

However, looking at his mountain-like figure, I thought that I was not an opponent, and I immediately stumbled on three points. I didn't want to put the smoky makeup on my newly grown face, and I was a little resigned, "Uh...... What's that...... Be quiet! ”

The man looked at me disdainfully and said, "Fuck off, you don't have a fucking sound?" It's okay to go out for a walk, don't fucking get in the way of Lao Tzu, you're grinding with Lao Tzu Believe it or not? He glared at me fiercely, and then slammed the door shut.

I went back to my room and started the game again, and I was so amused that I could still pause the fucking game. It's fucking unheard of.

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