I originally thought I could get a membership card to earn some commission, but it seems I met a poor guy and wasted my time and money. When I went back to check the goods, I obviously lost my interest. But what can I do? I can't.
Let's steal money from other people's pockets openly!
"Don't think that the commission from the membership card is easy to earn. I used to talk a lot about it, and I was able to earn a few hundred more yuan a month. Just work hard!"
"Store manager, I understand."
The bartender continued working listlessly, but she thought it was reasonable. The hotel was located near the school, and it was originally a student consumer group. There were not many membership cards, and it would not affect her stable job anyway, so she would get less commission money.
The best thing to do is buy some cosmetics.
This kind of thinking and point of view is also a way for most working people to comfort themselves. Since it can't be done, then it doesn't matter. As everyone knows, no matter what choice you make, it will become a habit. When you are willing to accept your fate and become a habit, you will want to re-establish a perfect ideal.
From the beginning, it is like climbing a ladder to the sky, and it becomes even more difficult!
Shen Dapeng tightened his clothes and walked slowly through the creaking white snow. There was not much snow last night, but it was already covered with a layer of white clothes. In the streets lined with high-rise buildings, cars no longer honked their horns anxiously, and there were fewer pedestrians.
, there was no usual anxiety, and for a while, the whole world seemed a little more peaceful than usual.
The road was slippery in the snow, but Shen Dapeng would not take long strides just for a morning jog. After all, safety is more important than health, and the surrounding streets were rarely quiet. He could relax and enjoy the beautiful snow scenery and lack of haze that is rare in Beijing.
The blue sky is definitely a pleasure.
Beside the street, a dozen sanitation workers were clearing the snow. Although it was not too thick, the fine snow that fell first last night melted and turned into a thin layer of ice. It was like walking on the mirror-like oily skating surface with caution.
, not to mention having to use tools to clean. Everyone is extremely vigilant. After all, the sanitation workers are all in their forties, fifties, or even older.
trouble.
"Young man, slow down, the road is slippery."
A sanitation aunt was wearing three layers of cotton clothes and trousers, a cotton hat on her head, and a mask on her face, but her kind and gentle voice could prove that the sanitation aunt cared deeply.
"Thanks."
Shen Dapeng nodded and thanked him, and slowed down his steps even more cautiously. He walked a dozen meters away and looked at the sanitation workers cleaning the snow on the entire road. He then looked back at the enthusiastic sanitation lady just now and saw a few young people coming from nowhere.
Carrying a kettle and disposable paper cups, he poured hot water for the sanitation workers one by one.
Inexplicably, I feel warm in my heart. Everyone has their own place in society, whether they are strong or weak, but they all perform their own duties. Only when everyone does their job well and knows how to treat others
By giving and showing gratitude, society can become better and better.
As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world!
The lyrics are beautiful and simple, but unfortunately it is even more difficult for everyone to do it. Nowadays, people are not focused on the noble qualities of others. Most of the time, they still live for themselves and their relatives and friends. In fact, in the final analysis, it is still because of poverty.
The income from working for a month is less than 1,000 yuan, and it is still difficult for me to have enough food and clothing to support my family.
Not everyone can have Huang Bin's family and grow up with a silver spoon in his mouth; not everyone can have an official father and a strong background like Cao Mengyuan; and it is even less possible for everyone to start over like Shen Dapeng.
Try your best to walk the road of regret that you have already walked.
"Ding Ding!!"
When the text message on his phone rang, Shen Dapeng was disgusted with Tian Lingshou and did not go to see it immediately because he thought it must be Wang Xueying's question.
I walked slowly back to the school. No one had cleared the snow on the campus. As far as I could see, there were dazzling white buildings high and low. There was a finger-thick layer of snow on the roof of each building. The edges of the window sills were still the same, flat.
The road is paved with stones and the withered yellow lawn has the same scenery of white awns.
In contrast, the snow scene on the dry branches of the big branches is more beautiful. The poplar, willow, and ginkgo trees have no longer lush leaves in spring, summer, and autumn, leaving only the lonely and calm accumulation of snowflakes. Looking around, there is only
The straight pines are still green and covered with white snow, as if they are wearing a winter-only cotton-padded jacket.
Admiring the rare snow scene in the capital, we went all the way to the cafeteria. Maybe it was because of the snowy weather, or maybe it was still early in the morning, but there were not many students eating breakfast in the cafeteria, only a few people in twos and threes.
Shen Dapeng ordered millet porridge and fennel-flavored buns, and sat in a quiet corner. Only then did he take out his mobile phone to check the time. There was a text message on the screen, but he didn't pay attention. He thought he was leaving without saying goodbye.
Wang Xueying sent a text message to call for questioning.
But after clicking on it, my hand shook when I looked at the phone number, the bun on my lips suddenly fell, my heart suddenly stopped beating, and my breathing also stopped.
Cao Mengyuan!
The text message prompt on the mobile phone screen was Cao Mengyuan's phone number. She had not been in contact with her for several months. Seeing it now, she even felt a little strange, but it still made Shen Dapeng nervous, although it would not lead to a boy-girl affair.
It was a bump, but my heartbeat was indeed accelerating.
It's holiday soon, why did Cao Mengyuan send a text message? Is she going back to the capital to celebrate the New Year, so make an appointment to meet in the capital? Or will she decide to stay in Qingshu County and wait for her? Or is it just a simple greeting?
Shen Dapeng was full of expectations but afraid of disappointment. He took a deep breath before he had the courage to open the text message. However, when he looked at the content inside, his brows furrowed deeper and his eyes were full of doubts and confusion.
"1,3,5,7,9!?"
Shen Dapeng scratched his head in confusion and opened the text message sent by Wang Xueying yesterday. The content was the same string of numbers, but Wang Xueying's text message was followed by Tang Wei's reply with '2,4,6,8,10'!
Shen Dapeng frowned and recalled that he and Wang Xueying were together last night. From the hotel to the hotel, Wang Xueying seemed to have mentioned the content of the text message more than once, and kept mentioning what he had promised her in the text message. However, this text message was just two simple numerical replies, and it could
What special meaning does it have?
No, there must be some explanation or explanation, otherwise Wang Xueying would not have mentioned it several times!
Opening the text message sent by Cao Mengyuan again, it is exactly the same 1,3,5,7,9! What kind of opinion is this asking for?
Or is there some kind of promise and expectation in it? If so, what promise do you want? How should you answer it now? If not, what are you going to do with these numbers?