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Chapter 7 Workplace Minefield

Chapter 7 Workplace Minefield

The train is still the same train.

K156, hard seat.

It smells stinky.

Chu Yang sat in his seat, looking at the fleeting scenery outside the window, with a myriad of thoughts.

When I graduated a lifetime ago, I was quite sad to leave school. After all, those roommates insisted on singing "Good Brothers" and "Bon Voyage" together, which made everyone burst into tears.

But after getting on the train, Chu Yang felt more of a sense of longing and yearning. But at this moment, Chu Yang actually felt more confused and helpless in his heart.

Some people may say, how could this be possible?

You're a damn reborn person, why are you confused? Aren't you in control of everything?

hehe.

It can only be said that he is too naive. Are reborn people invincible? Maybe making money is not a big problem. Chu Yang believes that as long as he survives until the 2022 World Cup, he can make a fortune by betting on football.

But is money everything?

Just like now.

When I went home, I wanted to take a soft sleeper or a hard sleeper for comfort, but I really couldn't buy one. It wasn't that I didn't have money. I was not short of money, but I couldn't get it. The tickets for these sleeper beds were sold out as soon as they went on sale.

Is it really because your internet speed is not fast enough for others, so you can’t grab it?

Wrong, absolutely wrong. Some seats are specially reserved for others. Of course, others have leftovers. A small number of seats are released for you to grab. Even if you don't have certain abilities and connections, you can't grab this.

Chu Yang understood the truth.

I have been reading books for more than ten years, but after leaving the campus, everything in the books is pale, weak, and useless.

Books teach us to be fair and conscientious, but life teaches a different set of rules, including money, power, favors, sophistication, and fighting for every inch of living space.

No one here will tell you about first come, first served, no one will tell you about fairness, and no one will tell you about conscience.

Just like a train, there are only so many seats, and there are very few soft sleeper seats. If you don't use tricks, you don't rely on connections, and you don't do favors, then in the end, even if you are rich, you only have a place to sit.

That’s all.

Of course, if you don’t have money, you won’t even be qualified to stand. Life is like a hard wall. You can’t bump into it. You can only smooth it out and soften it before you can break through the wall.

Go through the gap.

The train was buzzing all the way to the west, heading towards his hometown. Next to him was a girl, wearing a mask and headphones. Chu Yang never knew what she looked like, but she had a pretty hot figure.

The black T-shirt couldn't hide the bulge, and a pair of long legs had nowhere to place them in the small seat space, so they could only half curl up.

After listening to the music for a while, she seemed sleepy, so she started to doze off next to the seat. Her head shook, and she bumped into Chu Yang many times. At this moment, she was almost resting on Chu Yang's shoulder.

In fact, Chu Yang didn't mind, as long as she didn't drool.

After all, the smell of her body was the only good smell on the train. It was like the fragrance of virginity, which made Chu Yang a little intoxicated. It was like a puff of smoke from an old smoker on a lonely journey. The journey was long and he relied on it to refresh himself.

The conductor selling snacks took the trouble to push the small truck back and forth, constantly shouting, "Beer, drinks, mineral water, peanuts, melon seeds and eight-treasure porridge, come on, give way, give way, lift your legs." It was like a tongue twister.

Because in such a company, everything is reported in writing and must be reported every day. College students can write materials, which is the favorite of leaders of such companies. Every department needs such talents.

In fact, I am good at writing, but in my previous life I was pretending to be noble and felt that writing those false reports that boasted was disgusting, so I didn’t want to write. Later, those who were promoted were those who wrote materials every day.

The third reason for failure is that he did not have a good relationship with his colleagues and offended a few villains, that is, his squad leader. He was afraid that he would steal his position, so he always kept himself in the shoes of the leader.

Over time, the boss will also feel that he is a person who does not know how to get along with others and does not know how to deal with others, so he will naturally not let you get promoted.

The fourth reason for failure is that you have learned the technology of electricity too well.

Because my skills were so good, it was said that at that time, all the technical problems of the entire institute had to come to me. Damn it, all the calls were made to me day by day. As a result, the leader would not let me leave at all.

Work until death in one place

This is all a minefield anyway, and I will never do it again in this life.

Wow, damn overtime work

(End of chapter)


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