This is also my story about a girl in a new company.

Seven years ago, I, Ma Xiaoshun, drove into the Arc de Triomphe in France and started my summer trip to France for my university studies. Unlike the foreign country that the subject mentioned in this question, I returned to China to study after the trip.

I achieved financial freedom the day I graduated from college. However, not by myself. Obviously it depends on my parents. I already have a few million in savings, but I don’t have a private car and I have a driver’s license. I have always kept a low profile when I went to college, and I studied at a very average Beijing Secondary School. Not even objects.

I was the only son of my parents, and I joined my parents’ factory on the day I graduated. It's located in a third-tier city.

Then I started working as an ordinary worker. Except for a few big leaders, no one in the factory knew that I was the prince. My parents also specifically told me, so they just pretended not to know me. At that time, the factory salary was more than 2,000 yuan. To be honest, this amount of money was not enough for my life. I wanted to live outside, but the economy was too tight.

The dormitory in the factory was very noisy. At first, I couldn’t sleep every day. But I have gradually integrated into their circle, drinking and eating together. In addition, I am basically a moonlight tribe, and I treat guests to dinner whenever I earn money, so I am very popular in the factory and everyone likes me. Willing to make friends with me, eat, drink and play together. The meal was okay, but the wine usually cost more than ten yuan, which was a bit uncomfortable, and the taste was indeed not as good as the occasional social drinks I drank at home during the Chinese New Year...

They told me how to steal some I also secretly remember and think about things that are not used in the factory, how to avoid quality inspection, which leader supports which factory girl, and whether a certain system in the factory is inappropriate. The only thing I wasn't happy about was that the group leader in our workshop didn't like me. He always made trouble for me, but there was nothing I could do, so I secretly gave him two more cigarettes...

There are probably about a quarter of the factory girls in the factory, and there are people from all over the world. There are more in Sichuan and Guizhou. There are many girls who find partners in the factory and then move out. Many girls were very innocent when they first entered the factory. Within half a year, they went out to live. Then I will quit working after another six months and get married. To be honest, I don’t care much about girls, because their dressing style and the way they treat others are not very acceptable to me. I like the gentle and silent moisturizing effect.

Then, suddenly, there was a new girl. He's very interested in me. She is different from our ordinary workers. She was recruited from a fresh college student. She went directly to the quality inspection when she entered the factory. She majored in chemical engineering. The salary is also much higher than that of ordinary workers, probably more than 4,000. Once I finished delivering materials in the factory and went to drink water from the water dispenser. The workers usually put the cups near the water dispenser. I was so tired that I accidentally knocked the blue cups to the ground. I quickly took them. I went to wash, and she happened to come over and see me while I was washing. She said it was her cup. Then even if we got to know each other, she would occasionally bring me an apple, banana or something, and ask me if I was tired. I am quite unscrupulous, so I just said I was tired. How about you give me a massage? She looked at me helplessly and said okay... Of course, I won't let her press it, but I can feel her sincerity.

I don’t know what she likes about me. After all, parents aside, I am just an ordinary worker. Because of my status, I asked myself to apply for a technical secondary school without even having two academic qualifications. One time, a product I made online failed to meet the standards, and she got it. Because the yield rate was too low, I had to pay a fine, usually 500 yuan. I looked at her with tears in my eyes and wrote the ticket. I felt quite sad because it was the first time I truly knew the value of money.

I won’t write her real name for fear of people recognizing her.

Writing this, some people must say that Zhilian Q&A is very similar to a novel. Isn’t real life just like a novel, only more dramatic? Also, this is not a novel. It's just a memory of my life.

Let’s call her Qiqi, for convenience of description. After we chatted, she called me aside when she got off work and secretly slipped me 500 yuan. She had only been working for a month at that time, and I knew she couldn't save much money. Of course I won't answer. She threw the money to me and left. To be honest, I didn't pay much attention when the ticket was issued, because this person never took the wrong approach, and I felt that she did nothing wrong in writing the ticket.

My salary is more than 2,000 or more than 1,000. The impact on me is that I treat everyone less for dinner and go out less often. That's okay, everyone is just here for work. And the quality-inspected products will be re-checked twice, so she can't show favoritism to me.

But I still understand one thing. That is, to me, this 500 is nothing, but to Qiqi, it is really a big sum. I just don’t eat fireworks, and I’m not stupid.

Not only does Qiqi look good, she is also pretty, with fair skin and a good figure. She just doesn’t like to talk. Apart from occasionally chatting with me, she basically ignores other coworkers. Usually I always see her through the glass in the office, wearing black-rimmed glasses and reading various books seriously. There are several cute figurines on her desk, as well as a small plant, which I don’t recognize either. . But I didn’t really want to find a partner at the time. And she is also in the factory. I am also afraid that when I actually enter the factory and hold some position in the future, people in the factory will spread the word that I like to have factory girls and so on. So I can tell that she is interested in me, but I don't dare to express it. If I had met her in college, I would have decided to fall in love with her. Therefore, Qiqi may have felt something later and became much colder towards me.

They, the second-line workers, are like two dividing lines from our front-line workers. Among our frontline workers, the best thing to do is to be a team leader. If the second-line workers do well, their wages will rise quickly, and it will be easy for them to enter the leadership ranks. This can be regarded as a difference in class, and most of the second-tier people are college students. The workers all have relatively low academic qualifications, and they usually have nothing to talk about.

Originally, life was just getting by, but I was also planning to work hard for a year, analyze and write down the problems in the factory, and let my dad see what room for improvement there was. Then I would just sit down and work part-time, and then observe the management from a different angle. In fact, my parents have always wanted me to try different lifestyles in my education. They are very indulgent to me. They don’t mind much if I spend money. They even encourage me to invest in something. It doesn’t matter whether it is reliable or not. , as long as the degree is controlled well.

Then, I suddenly discovered that my team leader, who was particularly bad to me, was pursuing Qiqi. Of course Qiqi refused, but other workers liked to make fun of them. At this time, I know the warmth and coldness of people. Usually I ask them to eat and drink and they are very nice to me. As soon as I encountered such a problem, I was dismissed. And the team leader started to wear small shoes for me again, deliberately trying to find trouble with me. I was fined three times a month. I was also very angry. Then it was the team leader’s birthday. I asked Qiqi to go to a restaurant to have dinner with me, and everyone started to cheer. Qiqi was very reluctant. Then the team leader got embarrassed and said that if you don’t go to dinner, the quality inspection of our team will probably be bad in the future. It's not easy for you.

Then, another girl next to her said, Qiqi is fine, she just wants to eat. We will come back together after dinner. Everyone in our group will go today. Then, Qiqi turned to look at me and said yes.

At the dinner table, the team leader and the others kept thinking of ways to get her to drink. But she usually doesn't drink. So, she didn't drink a sip. Later, everyone stopped trying to persuade her, and she suddenly stood up and said to me: I'll have a drink with you. Then he poured himself a beer and looked directly at me. Everyone at the wine table was rather embarrassed, because everyone just talked a lot, but she didn't drink. I didn’t want to drink in this situation, so I said: Stop drinking. Drinking is too harmful to a girl’s body. She drank the glass of wine in her hand directly. Then, he said to me: I will resign this month. I didn't say anything more and drank all the wine in my hand.

Then everyone understood the routine. Qiqi drank a glass of beer, but she had to be helped to walk when she was drunk. He usually has a good relationship with the team leader, so he looked at her with a mischievous smile and went to the hotel to book a room for them both.

Although I am not a righteous young man, I still have to stand up at this time. The result was very simple, I was beaten up by several of them. Because it ruined the team leader's good deeds. Finally Qiqi was sent back to the dormitory. The next day, when I went to work, I found that Qiqi had resigned. To be honest, I feel quite sad.

Because it is a memory, it is a bit messy to write.

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Continue writing.

This is the first time I have been beaten in my life. Although they didn't beat me too hard, just a few people punched me and kicked me a few times, they still felt angry inside. Lying in the bedroom thinking about it, tears almost fell out.

So I went directly to the workshop director and explained the situation. I also wanted to see how he would handle it, and then my eyes were opened.

The workshop director took me to the team leader and started scolding us both. Yes, that’s right, he scolded both of us and took me with him~ and it was obvious that he was biased towards the team leader. Finally, he told me: If you want to do it, do it. If you don't want to, get out of here. The factory is not a place for you to fight and fall in love. Then he pointed at me and said: 200 will be deducted from my salary. If the same situation happens again, get out immediately.

Actually, the scolding is uglier than what I wrote, so I won’t write it, that’s all.

When he said this, he didn't notice it. The deputy director in charge of production happened to come to our workshop during his inspection tour of the factory and stood next to him. He may have noticed it, but the deputy director would not have interfered with this kind of thing. But the deputy director knows who I am, or who I am. His face was as black as charcoal. The man was an old man, and he was holding back a word. I turned around and left...

Then, I suddenly laughed...relieved. Everything around me felt like a piece of paper had suddenly been punctured. Really, it’s that feeling of suddenly growing up. Many things have been figured out. This society is like this. To put it bluntly, I feel that the beating I received was worth it.

That night, my dad called me and told me, if it doesn’t work, stop doing it and come to the office building to work tomorrow. I said, it's okay, I still want to keep doing it.

The workshop director and team leader were dismissed not long after by the factory directly finding reasons. The few people who beat me were all transferred away to work as coolies. The workshop director was actually from my dad’s hometown. My dad personally called and arranged for me to join the factory, and he had been working in the factory for many years. Later someone told me that the team leader was actually related to the director. But people from my hometown can't beat the boss's son, let alone pay a fine after beating him. I later heard from the nanny that on the day I was beaten, my mother was so angry that she stayed up all night. From that day on, my dad never arranged for people from his hometown to enter the factory again. This is not true.

As for whether to fight back or take revenge. To be honest, our family can't do this kind of thing. If the person who hits me is in the same condition as our family. I can’t even imagine what my dad would do to gain reputation. But if it’s just an ordinary person, then forget it. When I thought about it later, I felt it was nothing. As for why, you can think about it yourself.

The occurrence of this incident also prompted my career as a worker to end prematurely. But every day when I go to bed, a picture keeps appearing in my mind. A girl wearing a blue jacket and a white sweater stood up from the wine table, looked straight at me, and said to me: I'll have a drink with you. As I thought about it, damn, I couldn’t help but shed tears...

Many people said that the boss’s son would not become a worker. But I really think there are quite a lot... A friend of my dad owns a hotel. When his son graduated, he also went to work in the hotel. At first, he handed towels to guests taking a bath and opened cabinets. Later, the manager noticed that he had a lot of muscles (I played for a while) (Fitness), let’s say you go for a back rub. The salary for back rub is higher than this, and there is a commission. He rubbed his back for another half a month, and a month later he officially started working as vice president and deputy director of operations. The hotel is quite big and is a one-stop shop. He also told me seriously how to rub my back to save energy.

As for Qiqi’s matter, my dad must know. But he won't care. Because he knew that the possibility of me and Qiqi being together was too slim. Who has never been young and frivolous? As far as I know, the marriages of the families around me who have some careers are very messy. Two or three divorces are particularly common. Not to mention the mistress, it’s too dark. Not just men, but women too. So nothing is good or bad, and things like money can cause many problems. Rich people are not necessarily generous, let alone live in luxury houses. There are many of my dad’s friends who live in the community. Some people don’t like villas yet. Those who have villas also keep aggressive dogs. If you ask me why, I can only say that everyone should think about it themselves. However, there are indeed many people who undergo plastic surgery. Those who are over 50 years old have been transformed into a young and fresh-looking person. The 60-year-old aunt had plastic surgery to look like an 18-year-old. We have all these, but we need to keep taking care of them, otherwise they will get old quickly.

After the factory was over, I went home and had a serious talk with my dad about the problems I encountered. I even talked about Qiqi. My dad and I basically talk about everything. He is usually busy. Sometimes he is finally home and we can talk for a long time. I thought about it seriously and realized that there was really no use for me to work in the factory. I was just eating and waiting to die.

And between me and Qiqi, the more I told myself that it was impossible for her and me, the more I thought about it, and I didn’t even want to delete my phone number. My dad was very happy after hearing this. He felt that it was not easy for me to have an emotional awakening. He just encouraged me to find her.

I went to work in a factory. Essentially, my dad didn’t want to find any problems in the factory, but he wanted to train me. My dad put a lot of effort into training my various personalities and let me participate in various activities since I was a child. As for marriage, my mother wanted me to find a match. I met a few of them when I was in school, but I couldn't talk to them. Few princesses from wealthy families are fuel-efficient. Her appearance is even more... Hey... As for my dad, he has a daughter from a comrade-in-arms, who has been married to me since we were young. My mother and his wife were pregnant at the same time, and they were close friends, so they said that if there was a boy and a girl, they would get married. It turned out to be a boy and a girl. That little girl is indeed beautiful. She has been beautiful since she was a child, and she has a very elegant temperament. As soon as I see the words Bai Fumei, I automatically think of her. But when he grew up, every time his father came to our house, the girl wouldn't come. One dinner, my father called specifically and said, "You are bringing your daughter with you. It's been a long time since we last met." As a result, his daughter got sick and didn't come. I thought about it, maybe he has a partner. His dad really wanted to bring us together and gave me the girl’s cell phone number and everything else. But I can't pretend to be Marvin either.

Then I called Qiqi. She had resigned for more than a month at that time. I don't know if she changed her number. Before making this call, I had already thought about the consequences of my actions. I think I can bear it.

Writing this is not only to find a tree hole to record this incident, but also to remind boys who are simpler than me to keep their original intentions at all times and not to be overwhelmed by their own life experience. If you are blinded, just let it go if you like it. Others may not know who you are at all.

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I’ll record it next time.

I’ve been quite busy these two days, so I’ll take the time.

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It is noon on May 4th. Thank you everyone for watching and your kindness. ?. If there are 100 ungrateful likes or comments, I will update the ending tonight ~ right here

(Explain, none of the comments are from me. My original intention is to record them) My own, a story that is mixed with joy and sorrow. Life is like this, no matter how sad it is, there is also joy, and no matter how happy it is, there is also sorrow. I originally wanted to ask everyone how this story ended, but then I gave up and decided to write something practical. The actual writing may not be that thrilling, and no one will like it, but these are real audiences, and I should record a more authentic version of myself. )

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Seven years ago, I, Ma Xiaoshun, drove into the Arc de Triomphe in France and started my summer trip to France for entering university. The beautiful cars, beautiful women, wine and delicious food were all mine. Everyday side dishes.

Everyone likes to make a wish in front of Notre Dame de Paris, but I like the back of it even more. It’s so mysterious that even a heartless rich boy like me can feel its sadness, maybe it’s Because of the Hunchback of Notre Dame, Quasimodo.

But to be honest, I don’t believe in that kind of love at all.

The Alexandra Bridge represents the eternal aristocratic pride deep in the French people's hearts. The bridge not far away exposes the fragile emotional side of the French. I call it the "Heart Lock Bridge". There are all kinds of locks on both sides of the bridge, and each lock wants to lock a section of the bridge. Unfulfilled feelings, this kind of behavior is called "fragility" to me!

I love Paris more than the domestic environment (I don’t mean to be unpatriotic). The most important thing is because of the ubiquitous romantic atmosphere and the ubiquitous street lovers. I never expected that in my first year of working in a factory after returning to China to study and graduate, I, a ruthless swinger, would meet a girl who changed my slutty life.

The phone was beeping as I thought, just like my mood, it was also full of anxiety. There are a lot of feelings, and we don’t know where the future is going? Then will we give it a try?

"Hey...Ma Xiaoshun, it's you." I heard a little surprise in her tone.

"Yes, that's right, it's me. Qiqi, are you okay?"

"It's okay."

Omit a few things here statement.

"Well, be my girlfriend"

"I think we are not suitable. You are planning to find someone to fall in love with, and I am looking for someone to get married now. I want to play "I can't afford it."

"What if I beg you?"

(I didn't even drive the car myself, but the mobile number was on the car. Let's have a meal together and update after the meal. Good or not)

The picture above was blocked by mistake a few days ago. Is it necessary to update it... 3 people can’t see it~

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Maybe it was because of the girl's attitude, but after hearing the words "What if I beg you", Qiqi cried, and she sobbed on the phone and said, I do. Of course, I also left a mark of happiness hidden in my heart.

On impulse, I told her that I would go find you. If you like someone, I think you have to work so hard for them.

Then I came to City A, the city where Qiqi was located, and opened a small clothing brand with the little money Qiqi and I had together. That is, I rented a corner in a shopping mall. Why should I open a clothing brand? Because in the city where my home is located, clothing wholesale is very simple. Putting a logo on it is also their service scope. The wholesaler happens to be my father's comrade. I made a phone call and asked my comrade to buy clothes.

Qiqi also gave the clothing brand a nice name "Qian Xiao Leng" (it doesn't exist in reality, to avoid suspicion).

This is also the fastest way to get rich that I can think of. Later, the business gradually improved, and I also experienced a lot of sadness, so I won’t go into details one by one. I also seriously thought of ways to do some marketing. I still have some business talent. Then I changed the location and moved to a larger venue. I finally revived the business... During the peak season, the daily turnover was more than 5,000 points. At that time, my annual salary was estimated to be seven to eight hundred thousand, but it was unstable.

The relationship between Qiqi and I gradually became established and we became boyfriend and girlfriend. She told me that when I get married to her, the whole hotel will be decorated with colorful colors. Just like Zixia said to Wukong, if he wants Wukong to marry her with colorful auspicious clouds, the stage must be all bright red, so that it looks festive, although it is a bit cliché. The host of the wedding must be chosen to be ugly, so as to highlight the handsomeness of the groom, haha. I also feel that my and Qiqi’s personalities are quite suitable. We are all easily satisfied people.

A lot of things happened in those two years. I have been thinking about whether to confess my family background to her, and my parents have been urging me to go home. But I was afraid that she would be angry if I told her, because at first I always said that my parents were divorced and no one cared about me. Qiqi's family is just an ordinary family. I took the time to meet her parents. Her parents are also quite satisfied with me. Even after the house was bought, the head of the household only named Qiqi, but she still had to pay the mortgage. I have also made a decision, and from now on I will run between City A and my family.

Perhaps the only problem is to determine the wedding date.

By the way, the other heroine in the article, the daughter of my father’s comrade in arms, is named Liu Huiting. No more guessing.

On the wedding day, I wore a bright red groom's robe, and the bride wore a red hijab. This was discussed in advance. She likes Chinese weddings. The wedding was held in my hometown, and none of my friends from City A came to attend. The entire hotel was covered with colorful balloons and ribbons. I even asked the waiter to change the tablecloths into colorful ones. The entire wedding terrace was decorated in bright red. I found a very ugly male host, but he did a pretty good job. Quite stylish.

At the end of the wedding, I took the microphone and said to the bride: I don’t know how far eternity is, but I will definitely wait for you at the end of eternity.

Looking up, the lights with the names of the groom and the bride on the red curtain behind them were shining brightly.

Groom: Ma Xiaoshun Bride: Liu Huiting

(Written during the lunch break, a bit rough, I ended it in the evening, making big plans for the future)

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Continue writing~

Some people say they can’t understand.

I took over my parents' factory, and the factory is running normally.

Qiqi took over the "Qian Xiao Leng" clothing brand.

My wife Liu Huiting and I have a 5-year-old son. There is a part-time nanny at home, and she lives in the most ordinary three-bedroom apartment.

In addition to not having to cook or clean the house. It feels no different than in City A before.

I even bought a Longines watch for 30,000 yuan. When my friend asked me how much it cost, I said that the high imitation watch is not worth the money. They didn't believe it, so I just looked at them laughing, smiling foolishly.

Qiqi said that when she gets rich in the future, she will buy me a watch of this brand.

I remember, I haven’t forgotten.

In the year after I confessed that I was born, both my parents and Qiqi and I were at loggerheads. Let’s just pretend that I have forgotten everything that happened in the meantime. Maybe starting from that year, I'm already dead.

I just remember that a girl, wearing a blue coat and a white sweater, suddenly stood up from the wine table, looked straight at me and said: I'll have a drink with you.

One evening my son was playing with his friends outside and had not come back for a long time. When I went to look for him, he had an extra piece of clothing in his hand and shouted: "Dada, carry it on your back." "

I just wanted to scold him for not being good. The other children have gone home, so why doesn't he go home? My son said that an aunt just took him for a walk and gave him clothes. After a while, I was afraid that she might be a bad person, so I opened the clothes and saw the logo that I was most familiar with and now the most unfamiliar. He was stunned for a long time.

I carried my son on my back, and he lay on my back tiredly. The setting sun is about to set. The last bit of light from the clouds in the west shines on my and my son's faces. Our faces are extremely red. They look like two beautiful figures. Liu Huiting is waiting downstairs, she is watching us quietly. Laugh quietly.

I walked slowly, getting closer to Liu step by step, and I could clearly feel that the weight of my son was getting heavier and heavier. Although it was still very light, I was very careful and stepped firmly on every step. Because I know that what I carry on my back will be my entire future world.

——The first half was published on Zhihu, and the second half ended in this article on Zhilian. All rights reserved. @ From QQ user: Anonymous user

A very normal psychology, in fact, she is mentally unbalanced , still can’t accept it, this is not what smart people do. If you think friendship is very important, then treat her sincerely to influence her. If that doesn't work, then use your brain and twist your wrist. After all, those who fail to discipline their subordinates are slightly lacking in leadership skills! In fact, to put it bluntly, crowds are just like animal populations, with only one leader! From ZhiQ user: Mr. Xie