I'm so lucky

Chapter 357 Lonely Man (This is Chapter 56, it was 53 before)
After two days, the final result will appear.

Whether you can get this investment opportunity depends on these two days.

As for the final candidate for this election, Feng Xianghui has basically made an unofficial decision through Yang Yudi's relationship.

Feng Xianghui himself is very good, and with his own strength, he has a good chance of grabbing this investment opportunity.

But with Yang Yudi operating, his chances are more stable.

Yang Yudi knew how much Feng Xianghui wanted to start a business, so he helped him.

Of course, the so-called no accidents are just no accidents. What if there is an accident?I knew that accidents could happen at any time.

And this accident was Huang Xiaoou himself.

All candidates need to go through Huang Xiaoou's approval, and only after Huang Xiaoou's confirmation is the final candidate.Before Huang Xiaoou nodded, everything could change.

Feng Xianghui was a little apprehensive, he didn't know if this opportunity could fall on him, although he had a conversation with Huang Xiaoou before, it was not safe.

Feng Xianghui stayed to work overtime again. Although the company stipulated that overtime was not allowed, there were quite a few people who stayed on their own initiative.

It's not Huang Xiaoou's persecution, it's just that everyone is used to working overtime, and suddenly they don't work overtime, and they don't know what to do.

Especially for single people, the rented room is empty, and they have nothing to do but lie on the bed when they go back too early.It's better to stay and work overtime to get more work done.

People are sometimes very strange. When you ask them to work overtime, everyone is unwilling, but you don't let them work overtime, but everyone wants to stay and work overtime.

Huang Xiaoou didn't care too much about them staying and working overtime, but the regulations did not allow more than ten o'clock.After ten o'clock, you must leave.

Because Huang Xiaoou also knows that it is impossible not to work overtime at all. Some people can't finish their work during the day, so they want to work overtime to make up for it.When I was in school, I couldn't finish my homework during the day, and it was a reason to do it at night.

In addition to single people, some people with families will also stay and work overtime, and these are mostly men.Sometimes after getting married, I really don’t want to go home, and I have to face a lot when I go back. It’s not easy to find a job.

Stay and work overtime, smoke a couple of cigarettes, and go back.

Those who really don't stay and work overtime are actually young people in love.They always want to get off work early so that they can be with their significant other. As for working overtime, it is completely impossible.Even if there is still work to be done, they would rather go back to their homes and finish it.

Feng Xianghui is a single person, it is not interesting to go back, it is better to stay and work.

"Brother Feng, are you still off work?" An intern who just joined the company asked.

"There's still a little work to do, let's leave when it's done." Feng Xianghui said.

"It's 09:30 now, Brother Feng, if you don't leave, the chaser will come later." The intern laughed.

"I know, I still have 10 minutes here, you go first." Feng Xianghui said.

"Then I'll go first, see you, Brother Feng." The intern said.

"Well, goodbye." Feng Xianghui replied without looking up.

Not long after, the person in charge of driving people to turn off the lights came.

"Let's go... It's ten o'clock, so hurry up and get off work." The man clapped his hands and said.

Feng Xianghui hurriedly packed his things, shut down the computer, and then walked out of the company.

On the road, there are still people coming and going, ten o'clock in the evening... It doesn't seem to be too late. For the city, there are still many pedestrians on the road at this time.

Really want to be completely silent...I'm afraid I don't have this time for a whole day.

No matter what time it is, there are always pedestrians and vehicles on the road.Just the difference between more and less.

There are a lot of pedestrians, some in a hurry, some in a calm manner, and some in small groups.There was a family who ate and took a walk outside, a few friends drank together and got drunk, and there were couples who held hands and were intimate with each other.

At ten o'clock in the evening, it was still very lively.But this excitement did not belong to Feng Xianghui, he walked alone on the street, no one knew him, no one talked to him, and no one was waiting for him in the rented house.

He explained what loneliness is.

Feng Xianghui bought a fried potato at the food stall he met on the road.

In the evening, the food he ate and the takeaway food tasted the same, nothing special, nor amazing.

The same is true for this fried potato, which has a similar taste, which makes him a little tired of eating it.

But hungry, always looking for something to fill the stomach.

He never starts a fire at home. In fact, Feng Xianghui can cook. He helped the family with a lot of work when he was a child, and cooking is one of the skills he learned.

But...Feng Xianghui, who knows how to cook, has never cooked here, not even a single meal.He didn't even have pots and pans ready.

Because of what?

There are so many reasons.

I'm very tired at work, and I don't want to move after get off work.No time to cook.The vegetable market is too far away.Cooking and washing dishes is too troublesome.

The most important thing, perhaps, is because... cooking alone doesn't taste good at all.

"Snapped!"

The lights in the room were turned on.

Feng Xianghui walked in and closed the door behind his back.

The lights are so bright that even the corners are illuminated clearly.

Feng Xianghui put the fried potatoes on the table, put down his briefcase, took off the shoes he had worn all day, and put on comfortable slippers.

Sitting in a chair, I started to eat fried potatoes, mouthful after mouthful.Feng Xianghui didn't even taste the taste, but just repeated the action of eating mechanically.

When he poked it again with a toothpick, he didn't get anything, just a hole in the air.Only then did Feng Xianghui realize that he had run out of potatoes.

He picked up the empty box and threw it in the trash.

Taking the clothes, he walked to the bathroom, took a hot bath, Feng Xianghui returned to the room again, and took out his plan to look.

This is a social software. Compared with many social software, Feng Xianghui has added many functions to his software.

He has already developed this software. Although it is only a rough version, many things still need subsequent debugging.

These are not big problems, what he thinks is how to introduce to Huang Xiaoou.

A project must have core competitiveness. Where is the core competitiveness of his social software?
Looking back, Feng Xianghui found that he didn't seem to have any core competitiveness. These designs of his were very ordinary, and when placed on many social software, they seemed ordinary.

Feng Xianghui was actually just relying on his anger. He was not reconciled, and he was not reconciled to the fact that the software he developed died before it entered the market.

Persevere...he really is.

After reading it again, Feng Xianghui put it aside and lay on the bed, loneliness struck him again.

Feng Xianghui took his mobile phone, clicked on the circle of friends, and looked through it. They were all advertisements, which were not interesting.Then he opened the space again, there were not so many advertisements here, but it was still not interesting.

Feng Xianghui sighed. He edited a post and wanted to send it out, but Feng Xianghui's finger stayed on the top of the post for a long, long time, and he didn't click on it.

In the end, he deleted all the content he just edited word by word.

Putting the phone aside, Feng Xianghui sighed heavily.

After a while, he picked up his phone again and looked at the chat list.After scrolling down for a long time, I found a friend's chat box.

The previous ones are all messages from work.

Looking at the time, the last contact was half a year ago, when that friend asked me to borrow money.

Feng Xianghui thought for a while, then continued to slide down, and the names of friends appeared in his eyes, until he turned to the bottom, Feng Xianghui didn't click into any chat box.

He found that he couldn't find anyone to chat with.

Who are you looking for?It's not good to find anyone.

I haven't contacted you for so long, and if I send a message suddenly, will it disturb others?Will it arouse the resentment of others?The most important thing is, even if you send a message, but... what are you talking about?

There seems to be nothing to talk about.

I don't know when it started, the text messages are all arrears notifications and various advertisements from the communication company.All the messages that sounded in the chat software were work news.Only real estate sales and scammers on the phone.

He put the phone aside again, this time he didn't pick it up again.

What if you pick up your phone?

Loneliness still exists, no one chats, no one speaks, and no one can resolve loneliness.

How I miss the past, and every time the notification sound sounds, each notification sound represents a message.Maybe it's a friend, maybe it's a girl.

Now... No matter how I think about it, the anticipation of the beginning is gone, replaced by irritability.

Feng Xianghui thought.

"It would be great if there was a software that can communicate without caring about everything, just for lonely people to comfort each other."

Feng Xianghui muttered to himself.

Suddenly, he sat up suddenly from the bed.

Is there such a software?
Maybe not.

But...he can do it by himself!

At this moment, Feng Xianghui seemed to think of something, all his loneliness disappeared, replaced by the light of dreams.

He felt that he might have found a project that could convince Huang Xiaoou and realize his entrepreneurial ideals.

Feng Xianghui thought about it carefully, the more he thought about it, the more feasible he felt.This project has a lot to offer!

Filled with excitement, Feng Xianghui quickly turned on the computer and started planning.

(End of this chapter)