"How do you feel here?" Except for being a little further away from home, everything else is fine! "Master Rabbit asked me.

"So-so, it's not as good as expected, mixed up." I said, "I thought that if I changed jobs, I would be better than before, but the salary is really a drop in the bucket." ”

"Isn't this just the beginning, it'll get better slowly, stay up." Master Rabbit said.

"Let's mix it up first, at least I don't have to spend money on food." I said.

"It's hard today, and if you work overtime to this point, you can just leave me in front, and then you can go back to rest." "Master Rabbit looks like he's tired enough today.

I stopped the car, and when the rabbit got out of the car, he didn't forget to tell me to be careful on the road, I lit a cigarette and signaled him to hurry back, and ran in a dozen directions towards the residence.

My name is Cheng Fei, the rabbit is still the rabbit master, this year we all resigned, but also changed jobs, a very stable job in the eyes of others, fortunately the two of us are still in the same unit, but unfortunately the soldiers were defeated, and only the two of us are still working together. As for Bingbing, after resigning, he changed owners, and according to Bingbing, the new owner's treatment is okay, at least not as tight as before.

It's the next day, the snow is still falling in the sky, the cars on the road are getting scarce, and I'm tired by this time. This is the third day of my overtime, I don't know if it's because I'm getting older and lose my energy or what, I used to work overtime and never felt like this now, I smoked while holding the steering wheel, until now I don't know if I'm in the wrong business, a job in exchange for relatively stable food and clothing, and for a higher level of spiritual pursuit is still out of reach.

The unit symbolically arranged a free apartment for us, saying that it was an apartment, I prefer to call it a dormitory, after all, the apartment and the dormitory are not at the same level in terms of infrastructure, I have heard of superior apartments but have never heard of senior dormitories. This apartment looks more like a roofed unfinished building to me, except for sleeping, nothing else, high and low bunks, broken water heater, to be exact, the first two weeks of this here were good, but because of the line, I went completely, as for the rest, it seems that there is really nothing. Oh yes, most of the first floor of this building is merchants, of which car wash and repair hardware stores occupy more than half, especially in winter, the funeral one-stop service is extremely popular, and I do white things every day, just under my feet.

When I returned to the dormitory, I didn't have the strength to wash, so I took off my clothes and threw myself on the bed, and when I saw that the time was already running away, the buddy on the top bunk began to snore and grind my teeth and fart and talk in my sleep. Angry, I kept chrysalis on the bed, and the bed immediately made a "creaking and squeaking" sound.

:Damn it! The bed is down, don't sleep, everyone! I thought to myself.

Suddenly, there was silence above, and I quickly closed my eyes, for fear that I would start repeating the action I had just done again after a while, and it was more important to fall asleep than anything else.

"Did you hear me clearly?" "The guy on the top bunk is probably dreaming of being a leader and giving lectures.

"Who the is this?" I cursed to myself, and then I heard the grinding sound of "crunching".

Just like that, spent a fucking night with the "crunch" of the top bunk and my "creaky creak".

From the first day I entered the society, I didn't look forward to anything but the weekend. It was so before, and it still is. It's rare to see the weekend coming, I have a full schedule for the weekend early, and no one wants me to work overtime on the weekend.

"Are you okay tonight?" Go out and sit? "Since I came here to work, every Friday, the message of the old pig will come as promised.

"Call us then." "That's all I say every time.

In the eyes of others, I now have a decent and stable job, and many people want to take the opportunity to slaughter me, including the old pig and the chicken, but every time I finish drinking, it seems to be AA, and I pay at most two more skewers than the two of them.

This kind of work is inevitably the so-called business entertainment, at first I was a thousand and ten thousand didn't want to go, I just wanted to go back to lie down after work every day, but the rabbit often "taught" that I can't go to all the entertainment, and the entertainment is also part of the work. Gradually, I also got used to all kinds of socializing, and sometimes I even drank too much, and I was either sent back to the dormitory or carried back.

I don't know when I started drinking, it's not that I'm addicted to alcohol, I just like the feeling when I drink, I don't have to think about anything, I don't care what happens to him tomorrow, I have wine today and I get drunk today, and I just sleep when I'm drunk.

Looking at my belly being propped up by the drink day by day, I realized that this is really about to reach middle age.