In fact, it's not just him who thinks I'm iron-headed, but many people around me also think so.

Feng Jiang also persuaded me not to toss the hairpin, saying that this thing is unpopular and not profitable, so it is better to take advantage of the traffic I have now, and I can make an extra sum.

The traffic thing is very mysterious, no one can say when it will suddenly be gone, making quick money has become a weather vane, and everyone wants to take advantage of my traffic to make a fortune on me.

I felt like a piece of meat, with a rotten smell called traffic that attracted the flies around me, as if everyone wanted to bite me and knock the bone and suck the marrow.

When I was squeezed out of every last drop of value by them, I was no longer useful, and they would kick me aside mercilessly.

Interest is a mirror that reflects the various states of human nature.

Mr. Huang's chattering voice was like a fly, buzzing in my ears:

"Brother, didn't you say that you are a brother, you don't do so many money-making things, why do you have to worry about not going to the hairpin, can that thing make money?"

"I've heard Zhao Yuan say it, aren't you just because you found out that they soaked squid in caustic soda! It's not for you to eat, what's ......?"

I was stunned for a moment, and blurted out, "What do you mean that I don't eat it, I can sell it to others if I don't eat it, right?"

Mr. Huang said "hey": "That thing can't eat dead people, it's okay, don't make a fuss, this is nothing new in the circle, let's not get along with money."

"Don't look at Zhao Yuan as an errand, but the old man of her boss is quite influential in our circle, you do this beautifully, take their express train, maybe you will take off, what hairpins are you selling!"

He's right, I actually turn a blind eye and make others disgusted with themselves, not only can I make money, but I also have more connections.

But if I go with the flow, I will be completely reduced to a walking corpse, numb to be manipulated by others at will.

I politely rejected Mr. Huang, he couldn't hold his face a little, and his voice came, with a threatening tone:

"Yu Bin, can you think clearly, if you give me face, I will definitely give you face, but you don't give me face......

He was silent for a few seconds, and his voice was muffled: "I won't cooperate with you."

"Does Huang always want to break the contract? I remember the two of us working together, and there was still a month to go." I asked rhetorically.

「……」

He choked, and the threat in his tone was suddenly replaced by irritability:

"Then I'll stop cooperating with you after the end of the month. Yu Bin, why do you bother? You give me face, I'll give you face, let's make money together......

I smiled and reiterated my attitude.

After hanging up the phone, I leaned back on the couch tiredly, my fingers unconsciously fumbling in my pockets for a while, and finally I found a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath.

The smell of tobacco fills the air, and these people who are richer and more powerful than me have squeezed me to the air, and in this terrible world, only cigarettes can bring me a little solace at this time.

In addition to Mr. Huang, two more fathers called me and advised me to understand the current affairs, otherwise they would cancel the cooperation.

According to the information I got, Zhao Yuan blew pillow wind on the old man, saying that I looked down on him, and the old man was furious, and asked Zhao Yuan to see which of his friends were cooperating with me, forcing them to stand in line, and claiming to ban me in the entire industry.

Everyone is not stupid, who would offend a big boss for the sake of an anchor?

Someone else persuaded me to call Zhao Yuan, in fact, this matter is over, it is not a big deal, but Zhao Yuan feels faceless.

The workplace is a large-scale interest field, and people can only see clearly in front of interests.

From the very beginning, they put me and Zhao Yuan in an unequal position, as if Zhao Yuan gave me a reward.

At first, they were still kind and happy, and they talked bitterly, and in the end, they simply tried to see the dagger:

"Yu Bin, why are you so axial? Why don't you eat dead people, Lao Tzu sells canned yellow peaches

, rotten peaches are also kneaded inside, and no one has ever been eaten to death."

"You're just an anchor, and the boss gives you food, and you don't take it? Aren't you stupid?"

"Your job is to rely on the gold master's father to eat, you are good, and you are still with the gold master's father, who will give you food in the future?"

In this case, Lao Tzu doesn't even want a job.

When they say this, the sense of superiority is everywhere, and I keep sneering, in their eyes, I am at the end of this world's hierarchy, and I can only look up to them.

It seems that I want to make money standing up, which has become a luxury in their eyes.

What is the saying?

There is no such thing as a humble job, only a humble attitude towards work.

If these people want to kneel to make money, they just want to drag me into the water.

The more I lived, the more I felt like an ordinary man, and I saw the gap between my dream and reality.

Don't think about getting rich, starving or dying is victory.

In the past two days, I have been bombarded by several phone calls, and it is rare to catch Lin Feifei to rest, so I called her out to enjoy the maple leaves.

Now that the maple leaves are red, entertainment is prohibited this Friday, so we simply go to the mountain to enjoy the maple leaves.

She felt bored and called Zhou Shutong too.

When you look up, your eyes are full of the red of maple leaves, and the air is filled with the clear smell of earth and leaves, and the tiredness of the city seems to be swept away.

In a red maple forest, I received a call from Feng Jiang.

I told him the other day that the freeze-dried coffee was going to be sold out, and asked him to place an additional order, and I thought he was calling me for this, but I didn't expect this guy to speak.

I got upset and laughed angrily, "What's wrong with you today? How do you grind and chirp when you speak? Tell me, what the hell is going on?"

He slurred on the phone, "Yu ...... Yu Bin, this freeze-dried coffee is only original and in stock now, and the other two are sold out, so when you broadcast live, take it off the shelves!"

"Oh, and when is the restock coming? Half a month?"

There was silence on the phone for a few seconds before he spoke, "No restock."

I chuckled in my heart and paused abruptly, "What do you mean?"

I stopped suddenly, Lin Feifei stopped one after another, looked at me, I was afraid of affecting their mood, waved at them, and then continued to walk forward.

There was no opening on the phone, and I took two deep breaths before saying, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Feng Jiang sighed, "Uh...... Zhao Yuan came to me and didn't let me continue to cooperate with you, otherwise I wouldn't use my warehouse in the future, not only wouldn't I use it, but those partners in their company wouldn't let me use it."

I was silent for a few seconds, and then said helplessly, "It seems that you agreed......