After the selection was made, after the eldest sister next door hung up the phone in a hurry, Little Ear, like everyone else, stood in the conference room. Everyone was holding a pen in their hands and looked around. It felt good.
Nervous, for the first time, it feels like an election, sacred and inviolable.
The little eunuch took a step forward, looked at the little boss's instructions with a flattering face, and handed out the A4 form in his hand. He took the paper in his hand excitedly and looked at it with recognition. There were 22 selections, full score system.
, Er Er saw a lot of things and he didn’t have personnel rights, so what should he do? At that time, the eldest sister next door said as usual: "Write whatever you want, no one will know what you wrote, just don’t write it before." Er Er still thought,
What does it mean to have written it down? Then I saw the big lady next to me giving a bunch of big XX to leader No. 15, which was obviously very unqualified. Then I quickly folded it into a hinge, got up quickly and threw it into the suggestion box in the front row. My ears and heart tingled, and I still
You are really brave. After all, I am still naive and don’t have that many contact opportunities. I gave each of my ears an equal score of 90, and I calculated it carefully. The girl next door who handed in the paper in advance was very happy and whispered to my ears:
"Don't take it so seriously. Some people won't read it if you write it, unless you're lucky, of course." My ears understood that I was indeed a fool. This was just a formality. I really read a lot and practiced little, so I took him seriously.
In fact, this is really not something that the higher-ups take seriously.
After the grading system was over, Er Er saw that the little old man’s teeth were chattering. Er Er felt very awkward looking at it. The eldest sister next door said don’t look at it, he is dirty and come back with us. At that time, the mobile phone guy said leisurely:
Even if you are having fun today, I am afraid that you will make a list in the future. The voice is not loud, but the ears and the sister next door can hear it. The calligraphy brother with thick eyebrows who is usually more serious also smiled, as if the two of them have reached an agreement.
Consensus, the eldest sister next door turned around and glanced at the mobile phone guy: "I said old mobile phone, do you care? Hahaha, I obey you!" The mobile phone guy held the mobile phone without raising his head: "The duck is not eaten well! It is necessary!" Ears
Only then did I realize that it seemed that the little old man was really unpopular. He was full of calculations and philistinism, and everyone in the department really disliked him.
When I returned to the dormitory in the evening, Er Er called home. Er Er was a very filial child. He often reported good things but not bad things. In fact, Er Er did not want to complain. He had a hard-working mother at home and she had seen too many of her mothers.
Cao Lao and her father's patriarchal thinking, as well as the old man who is old enough but doesn't know much about human affairs, let her mother take care of her. She doesn't want to embarrass her mother anymore. Every time she sees her mother's white hair during holidays, she even has the heart to look directly at it, knowing that
She later understood a sentence: Don't think that everyone is born sensible. Behind this kind of sensibleness lies all the trials and hardships, so she chose to remain silent, pretending not to know.
After hanging up the phone, there were tears in my ears and eyes. How could a girl miss home when she is alone? Home is so warm. Although there are good colleagues here who can take care of you from time to time, you still can't let go.
You must always be careful of the malicious intentions of people like the little old man, because you never know that one day, such an unprotected unit employee will be used as a stepping stone to climb to the top in the stormy waves. Maybe you are not even aware of it.
At this point, you have become someone else's gun, or a knife that can be used.
Er Er knows that it is difficult to be a good person, but Er Er also understands that although it is difficult to be a good person, a good person can live without regrets. But does everyone really think like her? Er Er does not have a definite answer, so let’s see now
No, because Ear's physical and mental exhaustion told him that there are many people in the workplace, even if they don't want to be a master, they can't stop using their unique thinking to break your peaceful life. (To be continued)