Chapter Eleven [Brothers in distress]
That day.
The sun is very big, like sitting in the car, driving the air conditioner and sweating.
Dong Zhengxiang was sitting in the car in a daze. He watched the cars pass by one by one.
The girl holding an umbrella, the girl holding a milk tea, the boy playing with his cell phone with his head down, and the full-time mother pushing a stroller...
It seemed as if at this moment he was outside the world, time became pale.
The cell phone is ding-dong.
It sounds every three seconds, and if nothing unexpected happens, the group should have exploded.
The old employees in those companies were chatting about themselves frantically. The eyebrows were frowning like the word "eight", and their throats were indescribable bitter.
Time passes by minute by minute.
It was like ten minutes, and it was like half an hour.
Finally, the sound of the phone slowly disappeared, everything returned to calm, and the sky slowly darkened.
The whole world fell into dusk.
...
With a snap.
As it was night, Dong Zhengxiang touched the lighter and lit the last cigarette, and an indescribable emotion flowed in his eyes.
The messages on the phone exposed people's hearts to this moment.
The group chats of the six people were extremely fiercely arguing with each other, and there were nearly a thousand unread messages, which were difficult to squeeze out the thoughts to read them one by one.
As the first person exits the group, the second person exits the group immediately follows.
Almost everyone sent him long messages during private chats.
There were 23 missed calls, and they were called by three people.
Xu Hong: "Brother Dong, I know it's difficult for you now, and I respect your decision. The economy is in a downturn and it's hard for everyone to have a good time!"
"I don't know if this is your idea or Brother Jie's decision, but to be honest, I'm a little sad. Everyone who is leaving has long been gone. I just can't bear to stay and don't know where to go!"
"If you speak out, you can't pay your salary in the past few months, at least I can do it first."
"Maybe we can try the Internet transformation? Or try to create a short video column to attract traffic?"
"You can also spend some time making a short video account first."
"There are many ways. You don't listen to the phone or say a few words now. Everyone is in a bad state."
“…”
Liu Zhiming: "Boss, Xu Hong suggested that we have withdrawn the office, and we will go home to work and cancel the basic salary or owe it for two months. I can't do it. It's because I'm not kind, my wife just gave birth to her, and the milk powder money is not enough now."
"There is no banquet that will last forever, come on!"
"If you need it one day, just call me!"
Feng Shaoguang: "There is a quarrel in the group, come out and explain it quickly!"
"Where are people?"
"They said that no one answered your phone, so you won't be able to think it's right?"
"Brother, let me say something!"
"Old Cao withdrew from the group. If you don't come out, you will really disperse."
"All right, I'm lucky to see you! I won't worry about you anymore."
Dong Zhengxiang had a solemn expression and his eyes were a little vicissitudes. Then he rubbed his temples, threw the last cigarette outside the car window, and kicked the accelerator and drove back towards the area where the office was.
When I returned to the downstairs, I found that there was a light on the office on the third floor.
He stood downstairs, and for a moment he couldn't muster up the courage to take steps.
He dragged his tired body and came to the elevator door step by step, pressed down on the third floor, and then watched as he walked up layer by layer.
I couldn't help but feel in my mind seven or eight years ago, and I worked silently with Chen Guanjie.
From two people in a cheap rental house to three people.
Finally, we rented a new office and started recruiting new members. Everyone had quarreled and even had a cold war.
Work overtime late at night for customer needs and design ideas.
Let’s go to the midnight snack stall downstairs to eat barbecue, drink beer and blow the beef together...
He knew that if he hadn't spoken himself, even if he continued to get a basic salary, there would still be someone who would stay and persevere.
A ding dong sound.
The elevator door opened, and he looked up at the direction where the office rented, and the dim and lonely back.
It is Xu Hong, who is often joked about wearing glasses and has white hair at the age of 30.
Xu Hong looked back and shouted excitedly: "Brother Dong, you are here just in time. Look, I have written a new plan."
"Let's drive traffic and promote it online and combine it offline."
"I have studied it all, promote this home decoration on Douyin, give them some work, and make a self-media myself."
"Also, the problem of convenient salary has also been solved."
"The basic salary was cancelled directly, the commission for order acceptance was raised, and the authority was relaxed to everyone."
"Tell me something simple. If I can receive the order, we will work together. I will get half of it and the company will get half. If you have money, you won't have to pay me a salary."
"I made this suggestion with them, and Brother Jie agreed. He said you are going to quit everyone and you two will do it alone."
"After thinking, I was just unable to bear the basic salary, and the office rent was also expensive."
“These are all possible…”
When Xu Hong said this, he suddenly stopped!
Because he found that Dong Zhengxiang was looking at him with red eyes.
He was also a little wet but forced a smile and said, "Don't look at me like this. I don't want to lose this job. Besides, I've had my white hair done, so I don't have to interview other companies."
"Besides, two of them have withdrawn from the group, they probably won't come."
"In addition, the office has been refunded and the salary reform can be done. If it can't be done, we will develop in various ways. Even if we do a part-time job together, the problem of making money to support our family can at least be stable. We will still have a chance to make a comeback when we look back."
Xu Hong's eyes lit up and recommended, "Also, I know you don't believe in those things, but I asked my friend to get us two tickets, and I took the Wentian Pavilion on the West Street of Changling."
"Everyone says that he is in a hurry to seek medical treatment. When he is forced to do something, he wants to try everything."
"Actually, I think it's nothing to try."
"We will go out on Saturday to find Master Li to find a fortune teller to see how lucky we are and whether we have the fate of designing."
This moment finally came to this moment.
The last line of defense in Dong Zhengxiang's heart completely collapsed. He sobbed and cried like a child, and threw himself on the wall.
He gasped and couldn't speak anymore.
As the saying goes, people's hearts will be seen over time. The more difficult it is, the more you can see which friends are true.
Not knowing what, he suddenly felt that everything was worth it.
This life is not a waste of life.
He gritted his teeth and choked with tears in his eyes, "You said, why don't I sell the car? The salary will still be paid, otherwise I will not be able to get over it."
Xu Hong smiled and cursed, "What are you selling? I told you that I don't want to do it. How can I get it in a row after the car is sold?"
"If you get it, don't think about it."
"I can't say I'm lucky. I heard that fortune teller had something, and several artists he had guided were popular."
"Now a ticket is sold for more than 200 yuan, and you can't buy it without any tricks!"
Chapter completed!