Siheyuan: Say no to widows! Restart your life

I listened for half a day.

The more I listened, the more uncomfortable I felt.

The more they talk, the more outrageous it gets. The more they talk, the more wrong it tastes. What the hell is this? It's such a waste of time to listen to them gossiping and talking.

"Master! You are unemployed..." From a distance, I saw a man waving at me and shouting at the top of his voice. Behind him was a wall with a notice on it.

The general meaning is: Taking into account the actual situation, the factory leaders held a meeting and consultation and unanimously agreed to suspend the canteen's He Yuzhu and Director He with pay.

I get paid without working, and I take all the good things in the world. In fact, I know that this kind of money only represents the attitude of the factory leaders and their support, and I also need to give them a satisfactory answer.

And that's the job.

One that can accommodate a certain number of undertakings.

"Don't go forward, the chefs are here. Although they can't cook Tan's dishes, they do have their own specialties." Ma Hua said quickly when he saw that Sha Zhu had no intention of stopping.

How busy is the mall?

It’s not like I don’t know that.

I just wanted to work properly, but I saw this news early in the morning and hurried to find the factory leader. The reply I got was that even if I resigned, the canteen could still operate normally.

Write a resignation letter without hesitation.

He was criticized on the spot.

The world can function without anyone.

Never think of yourself as great, because it is meaningless. There is no positive feedback except hitting the wall again and again, getting hurt again and again without any reward.

"What? Already found it?"

Hearing this, I don't know why I felt empty inside. My job for most of my life was gone. The leaders were too quick! Or maybe they had already considered how to operate after a large-scale layoff.

I am just a part of this surging trend.

An extremely tiny individual.

"Master! We can finally work hard..." A group of people gathered together with smiles on their faces. When MCA submitted his resignation application, they did the same thing.

One is to work for yourself and have a thriving career.

One is working for the factory, getting paid for a day's work, like an insignificant screw, firmly embedded in this huge machine.

Don’t think too much about how to choose.

There is no place like home, and this place is not messy but full of hope.

"You all quit?" Looking at the excited looks of his apprentices, He Yuzhu could basically guess the reason. He was not stupid during this period. When they made money, they were as happy as children, but after making money, they were full of entanglements.

What does it mean?

They are full of worries about the future.

It takes courage to embrace the unknown.

"As long as we can make money there, we will work hard on it, be our own bosses, and work for ourselves." One of them said confidently.

All the disciples nodded.

Their hearts are as bright as mirrors.

Those who can do business now are privileged people, people who are favored by fate. If you leave the big tree of Master, what awaits you is the stormy waves from the trend of the times.

"Remember what you said now. We won't go in. Let's pack up and get to work." He Yuzhu no longer worried about the emotions in his heart. The future was extremely broad and exciting.

There is no need to live in the past.

"Hey hey..."

"What are you doing? Aren't you going to work? It's almost time, why are you walking outside so carelessly?"

A hurried voice sounded, and Liu Lan, who was watching the show, saw this unusual behavior and hurried over. He was still thinking about the mall and his own store.

That’s a lot of money.

"You've already resigned, so why go to work? Get busy! Let's do business..." Ma Hua said happily with a smile on his face. Even though it is working hours now and many people need to go to work, don't forget how big a city Beijing is.

A large number of idle people and those who need to run business are an extremely large group, and a lot of money can be made from them.

"What?"

Listening to their words, Liu Lan did not react immediately, but stared blankly. In her mind were still those exaggerated remarks and Sha Zhu's previous explosive materials.

"The master was suspended with pay and resigned, and we also resigned. Moreover, the leaders said that layoffs are the general trend, and we can take the initiative to reduce the burden on the factory, which is something worthy of praise. If there are any troubles in the future, the leaders will try their best to help, which is considered a favor."

"How can he be called a leader? The level of his speech is beyond our reach."

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Ma Hua took the lead.

The disciples could be heard talking.

Some of them are just polite words. If you take them seriously, it would be unkind.

"Wait! What do you mean after all this talk? Quit your job and focus on running your own shop? Can you make money?" Liu Lan felt that her world view, outlook on life, and values ​​were all collapsing.

Don't wait for them to reply.

He quickly looked at someone.

The voice suddenly rose: "Fatty! Did you quit too?"

"This, this..." The fat man blushed and suddenly hesitated. Their heads were hot and they rushed forward recklessly. They jumped wherever the master said. What if it was a pit?

Don’t we need to support a whole family?

Don’t your wife and children need to eat?

Don’t parents need care?

There are several mountains pressing down on me, and I have to be cautious in every step. But I don't have the capital to go crazy with them. Working hard and having a stable income is better than anything else.

"The canteen also needs a skilled worker to run it, so he chose to stay, working here during the day and working for the master at night." Ma Hua blurted out without hesitation.

At such a critical moment, you can tell at a glance whether it is one of you or not.

Willing to jump into mountains of swords and seas of fire.

Instead of having your own little calculations.

"You are really crazy! No, I want to resign. I want to reduce the burden on the factory, and I also want to run my shop well..." Liu Lan spoke incoherently, feeling that her brain was not enough.

Then he slapped his forehead with his hand.

Suddenly I figured it out.

How much would the rent be if it were spread out over every day?

How much is the monthly salary?

Comparing the two, isn't it like picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons? What a fool! So here lies his real intention. It seems that there is a choice, and you can grab both with both hands, but in fact there is no choice.

"Wait a minute! I'm going to resign now..."

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Liu Lan left quickly while the words were still echoing. How much is every minute and every second worth? If the store door is closed for even a minute, it will be a loss.