Chapter 2 I got lost on the road of life
I hope that Zhao Ping feels that everything he has worked hard for is not only for the sake of the immediate reluctance, but also the dream that is gradually blurring.
Just wanted to print out the documents in the computer, Zhao Ping's mobile phone rang, and when he looked at the caller ID, Zhao Ping's rare good mood immediately fell into the ice cellar.
The call was from the manager's beautiful secretary, and it was not because of any ambiguity between the two to call Zhao Ping at this time.
Everyone in the company knows that this arrogant beauty who looks delicate and full of goddess temperament, but the pig-headed manager's confined, and their relationship is also nicknamed Beauty and the Beast by colleagues.
Because I used to be a person for a while*, I usually like to walk catwalks in the company, and my voice is also loud when I speak, and after a long time, I was nicknamed Miss Meow.
Originally, everyone just secretly called her Miss Meow, but then it somehow reached Miss Meow's ears.
And Miss Meow herself gladly accepted this title, perhaps in her opinion, women should live like cats, to be supported and pampered.
But in Zhao Ping's opinion, it is a different matter, he once read a cartoon of Miss Meow, and the character is also an urban white-collar worker, dressed fashionably sexy and independent. But compared with this Miss Meow in reality, the feeling is very different.
If the character in the comic feels like a sapphire, then the Miss Meow in their company is at most a piece of stained glass.
Of course, this is not something that Zhao Ping can comment on in vain, everyone has the right to choose their own lifestyle, no matter how others evaluate their happiness.
The reason why Miss Meow called Zhao Ping after dark was not out of the goddess's care for the sling, but just to let Zhao Ping go to be a free driver.
Because the driver had something to do temporarily, Zhao Ping immediately drove the company's car parked in the underground garage to the New Century Hotel at the other end of the city, and there was a mysterious gift for the customer in the trunk of the car.
Saying that it is a mysterious gift is usually something that cannot be seen, of course, it is certainly not drugs or arms, although the scale of the company is quite large and the background is deep, but it is not arrogant to this point.
Besides, with Zhao Ping's status in the company, even if there is such a thing, he will not let him give it away for nothing. Therefore, in order to bribe customers or government officials, companies usually send out some tiger whip and tiger bones or rare animal furs, and even some well-made controlled knives.
But more of them are some antique calligraphy and paintings, this kind of thing is worth a lot of money, and if it is not worth it, it is definitely not enough to pay bribes.
Of course, the key to sending things is to look at the other party's interests and hobbies, and doing this kind of thing can only be done naturally.
Zhao Ping has always turned a blind eye to these things, silently completed his mission as a tool man, and would never say a word of nonsense to the outside world.
After graduation, the experience of being hit on the head and bleeding made Zhao Ping understand what it means to be a disaster from the mouth, and if you say too much, you will lose. In order to live better, you can only become deaf, blind and dumb in the face of some dirty things.
This is also the reason why the boss likes to let Zhao Ping act as a temporary driver, but it is a pity that such a cautious day makes Zhao Ping, who has a cheerful personality and is naturally chattering, miserable.
Gradually, Zhao Ping developed the habit of being silent but complaining wildly in his heart, as if he was a second personality, so that Zhao Ping had a heart with a flamboyant and poisonous tongue under the appearance of black slings.
It's a pity that even if Zhao Ping at this time scolded this fox fake tiger green tea half to death in his heart, he hummed and agreed.
Zhao Ping, who received the order, didn't even have a chance to say no, so the other party hung up the phone, leaving Zhao Ping, who was on the verge of breaking out, alone in the office.
Poor Zhao Ping promised a distant promotion and salary increase, and gave his idiot boss a nanny and a driver.
Fortunately, Zhao Ping is not a woman, otherwise he is likely to be subject to unspoken rules, and Zhao Ping can only be glad that his boss is a straight man and does not have to go through the dirty PY transaction.
No matter how dissatisfied he was, for the sake of his livelihood, Zhao Ping could only obediently go to the general affairs office to get the key, and trotted all the way to the underground parking lot to pick up the car.
Under normal circumstances, as long as he sent things over, Zhao Ping could leave, because he was not qualified to stay with the wine at all.
Even Zhao Ping sometimes has to drive to pick up the drunk manager and his beautiful secretary after these bosses have finished and dispersed, and send them to the hotel to achieve good deeds.
Poor Zhao Ping had to brave the cold wind to make a bus home, at that time Zhao Ping only hoped that he could catch the last train sooner, otherwise if he used his mobile phone to call a special car, he would not be able to add yuba to the Yangchun noodles at night.
Putting away the cranky thoughts in his head, Zhao Ping skillfully drove out of the underground garage and into the main road in the south of the city.
Traffic in big cities is as shit as a leader's speech, especially during rush hour, even on weekends.
Especially Zhao Ping is in a hurry now, even if it is not to let himself go home early, he doesn't want to be insulted by the pig's head and the green tea. Unfortunately, the disaster is not alone, and the red warning for smog came as scheduled like a bill at the end of the month.
It was late and there was a foggy patch around, and everyone was careful to drive, just afraid that they would accidentally drive to Huangquan Road, and they could only go straight and not turn around and drive back.
Even if Zhao Ping is anxious in his heart, he is helpless, he can't fly, and whenever Zhao Ping is stuck in traffic, he likes to think crankily, looking at the thick PM2.5 outside the car window, Zhao Ping was bored for a while, and began to complain wildly in his heart.
Zhao Ping knows that the smog is a necessity for industrialization, but why does the money make those entrepreneurs and corrupt officials fight for it?
The evil consequences of smog have to be borne by us, the small citizens, and the lower the people, the deeper the suffering.
Of course, the most pitiful are the peasant uncles, who have to blame them for the cause of the smog.
The straw has been burned for thousands of years, and where in the twenty-four histories has it been written, "The haze has filled Chang'an City, and the king has not been in court since then."
Could it be that the resentment of the stubble being burned for thousands of years has finally erupted in modern times, allowing all those culprits who have destroyed them to experience a feeling of suffocation?
Although life in the city is very stressful, Zhao Ping doesn't want to be suffocated to death by the haze, not to mention that Zhao Ping is still in a hurry now.
So Zhao Ping, who was already hungry, didn't want to know where these lingering smog came from at this time, he just wanted to know when these haze would disappear.
In this kind of situation, even the license plate of the car in front of you can't be seen clearly, everyone driving is like a turtle crawling, and if there is no minimum speed limit, the scene is unimaginable.
At the speed of a snail's move, it is almost impossible to get things through most of the city and quickly deliver things to the Century Hotel on the other side of the city.
If Zhao Ping was late this time, he wouldn't dare to say to the manager like Kakashi Hachiki: "I accidentally got lost on the road of life."
If he dared to say that, the pig-headed manager would definitely let Zhao Ping start over on this road of life.
So it's absolutely impossible to be late, but it's a pity that God never fulfilled people's wishes, and even more tragic things happened.
Zhao Ping heard the car radio say that the viaduct he was about to pass through had a serious quality problem and had been sealed.
Zhao Ping secretly scolded the corrupt officials and harmed people, so he could only drive around the city and reach the destination, anyway, it is better to walk more than to be blocked on the road.
Of course, the important reason for this choice is that Zhao Ping does not have to pay for oil, in this case, why should Zhao Ping save gasoline for the company, and he will be scolded by people he hates when he goes late.
It's a pity that Zhao Ping's manager can't afford to wait, and Miss Meow has called three or four times to urge.
They don't care if it's smog or traffic jams, as long as it's what they want, the people below will crawl and send it to them, which also responds to the old saying "meat-eaters despise".
Interestingly, the so-called superiors and subordinates are both relative, and a person who is arrogant to others still has to be inferior when facing people who are higher than him.
The more people who have no status in front of the leader and can only flatter, but are still insulted at will, when facing people with lower status than themselves, they will insult and oppress the other party even more.
This is not only to ensure their own interests, but also to achieve mental balance and satisfy their already sick self-esteem.
For example, the current Miss Meow was reprimanded by the manager in front of a big customer, complaining that she didn't remind herself to bring gifts.
Miss Meow, who was wronged, had nowhere to vent, so she could only call Zhao Ping desperately, and let Zhao Ping rush over without caring about the actual situation.
The first two times Zhao Ping picked up the phone and still said good words to persuade him, explaining that he was almost there, so that the manager should not be in a hurry, and asked Miss Meow to help him delay time, and he would definitely invite Miss Meow to dinner another day to express his gratitude.
But later, Miss Meow's calls were unanswered, and the angry Miss Meow jumped to her feet, thinking that Zhao Ping was annoyed and didn't answer her call.
was rejected by a poor sling who she looked down on, which made Miss Meow, who has always been proud, very annoyed.
And made up his mind to blow the pillow wind on the manager's side, so that Zhao Ping's dream of promotion completely turned into a dream bubble.
After all, being good at the effective use of sling wire is a necessary skill for every green tea, and good spare tire and tire maintenance habits are the foundation of their survival.
Otherwise, when they are old, who will take over, a kind and high-quality spare tire is much more reliable than endowment insurance.
Now Zhao Ping's unreasonable refusal is to Miss Meow like a feudal emperor is as angry as a feudal emperor facing a revolting peasantry.
This is a complete denial of the value of its existence, if a sling dares to choose to ignore the requirements of a goddess, then there will be more slings to ignore the goddess, and in the end the goddess can only be reduced to a female hanger.
So we can understand why Miss Meow is angry at Zhao Ping's ignorance, and we can also foresee Zhao Ping's tragic fate in the company in the future.
In fact, Miss Meow really wronged Zhao Ping this time, even if Zhao Ping has never had those unrealistic attempts against Miss Meow, naturally she doesn't need to care about Miss Meow's feelings.
But now Miss Meow is calling on behalf of the leader to urge, and Zhao Ping, who is a wage earner, dares not to answer.
Moreover, there is neither traffic police nor monitoring on this road, and Zhao Ping naturally did not understand the phone because he was driving, but because Zhao Ping's copycat mobile phone could not receive a signal at this time.
Moreover, now not only Zhao Ping's mobile phone, but even Zhao Ping himself has been completely "lost on the road of life", and he has no energy to pay attention to these miscellaneous things.