plastic rose

The author has something to say: I don’t know if it’s because of the system, the second and third chapters have not been displayed, sweat...

"Earning money from selling cabbage, worrying about the Prime Minister's heart." We media people are also busy with everything, haha.

Everyone in the newspaper, as long as they knew Zheng Yuan, knew that he was an iron rooster.

If you can eat Shaxian, you will never eat KFC.Can ride a bicycle, never take a taxi.He never spent a dime more than was necessary for him.

"Zheng Yuan's small treasury is not small." Everyone guessed behind his back that he might be the kind of person who became addicted to saving money in the legend.But only a few people knew that all his money was given to his mother.Recently, there are uncles and aunts playing mahjong in the chess and card room.

Speaking of the relationship between Zheng Yuan and his mother, it is not clear in a few words.In short, ever since Zheng Yuan's father changed jobs and returned to Yancheng when he was 13 years old, and then his father passed away on the eve of his university graduation, he and his parents were at odds with each other.And when there were only mother and son left at home, Zheng Yuan suddenly became worried about his mother like a prodigal son.If you have nothing to do, go home and ask about your health, half of your salary is handed over to your mother.

"Tell me the truth, are you some lonely ghost who got on Zheng Yuan's body?" At the beginning, even the old lady of Zheng's family felt that she couldn't help teasing Zheng Yuan.Seeing his helplessness, he continued, "But don't worry, as long as you pay your salary on a monthly basis, it means that you are a filial ghost, and I will not expose you."

Zheng Yuan's parents had a son in their forties, but they didn't spoil him very much.As a result, Zheng Yuan always felt that he was definitely not his own.Even the son of his goddaughter whom his mother recognized in a job-changing place when she was young received preferential treatment over herself.After Zheng Yuan's family returned to Yancheng, they sent him various things every year, and even picked him up to play during the summer vacation.

The son of this goddaughter is Ouyang Wensi.

Now, Ouyang Wensi graduated from the same university as Zheng Yuan in this city, found a girl to be his girlfriend, and worked as a clerk in a research institution.Although the contact between the two of them after work was not as frequent as when they were in school, he still went around looking for Zheng Yuan to borrow money when he got married and bought a house.

Zheng Yuan had hundreds of dissatisfaction in his heart.

Regardless of the ultimate human question of "should I ask my family for money to buy a house when I get married", Zheng Yuan is extremely contemptuous of his blind pursuit of perfection for his wife.

What trouble is a man without a wife?Adhering to this fundamental concept of life, although Zheng Yuan has lived for 26 years, the total number of girlfriends can be counted with one finger.When the other party tried to persuade him not to suspend his studies at university to wander around, the two broke up.

Now that Ouyang, a strict wife, actually borrowed money from him to please his wife and mother-in-law, Zheng Yuan's attitude can be imagined.

However, Zheng Yuan actually agreed to lend money to Ouyang, and even he himself wondered if his brain was damaged by the aftershock of the canteen boiler.

On the night when Ouyang came to borrow money, Zheng Yuan found out his passbook, and the total was 55832 yuan including interest.There should be about 65 yuan in the other card.

A little over 6, the hard-earned money of the past three years.Zheng Yuan felt distressed thinking about it.Now he has to find more than 3 yuan to lend to Ouyang, Zheng Yuan's heart is bleeding.

But since he has promised him, he cannot go back on his word.

But with more than 3 yuan, where can I find compensation?

Borrowing money from friends for Ouyang's wife is out of the question.

Borrowing money from my mother for Ouyang's wife is impossible.

But in this situation, it is most convenient and most likely for Zheng Yuan to ask his own mother, Ouyang's god-grandmother, for money.In fact, even if Ouyang went to find the old lady of the Zheng family by himself, she would definitely give him the pension money without hesitation.

Zheng Yuan now seriously doubts that Ouyang knew from the very beginning that he couldn't afford 10, so he would definitely ask his mother to borrow money.But Zheng Yuan caring about his mother asking for money, isn't it more dignified than Ouyang borrowing money by himself.

It turned out to be this abacus.Knowing that he has been caught in a trap but has no way to break free, he can only wait for the rabbit to be slaughtered, this is Zheng Yuan's feeling now.

Zheng Yuan stuffed the passbook back into the portfolio.But that green passbook, no matter how unwilling to put it back into the bag.Zheng Yuan opened the bag and saw that there was still a passbook in the bag.I took it out with two fingers and held it in my hand. There were several creases on the cover of the dark red passbook due to folding.Open it and see that the head of the household is Ouyang Wensi.There is only one deposit in the details of this passbook, 5 yuan was deposited in the summer 5000 years ago, and it has never been withdrawn from the bank.

Zheng Yuan tidied up the two passbooks and put them back into the portfolio.

I knew that I shouldn't speculate on Ouyang like this, but the fact that Ouyang wants to buy a house and get married has always made him irritated.

The next day, Zheng Yuan did not receive an order in the morning, so he came to the newspaper office to stand by at noon.Taking today's newspaper from the shelf in the public area of ​​the office, Zheng Yuan weighed the weight of the newspaper in his hand, and the newspaper in the newspaper office is half thinner than it was three years ago.The economic downturn, the downturn in the paper media, and the downturn in everyone... have made it harder and harder for this once influential metropolis newspaper.

Especially since the beginning of this year, the constant personnel changes in the newspaper office have made it even more difficult for people to work with peace of mind.From time to time, I hear about which company my old colleagues have switched to, or the middle-level leader of the newspaper office has switched to a new media to become a small boss.

"I really can't do it anymore..." became Zheng Yuan's mantra when talking about work in private.

Zheng Yuan sat in front of his desk and turned on the computer.There was a smell of braised chicken nuggets from next door.It seems that the reporter who came back from an interview outside is eating a late lunch.A round head floated across the partition between the workstations accompanied by the fragrance, looking at Zheng Yuan mysteriously.

"Have you heard?"

"No." Zheng Yuan ignored the owner of the slender head and opened the newspaper.

"You haven't asked me what's the matter?" The owner of the round head is Gu Jun, who is also a reporter on the breaking news team and Zheng Yuan's "original" classmate from high school and college. He likes to gossip from time to time to adjust his life.

"What's the matter?" Zheng Yuan cooperated, rolling his eyelids.

"I heard that our department is going to lay off people."

Gu Jun seldom talked about serious things, but he didn't expect it to be so shocking when he said it.Zheng Yuan hurriedly put down the newspaper in his hand.

"Who will be laid off? It won't be me?" I prayed in my heart, hoping it wasn't.

"It's probably undecided, and I'm looking for someone to talk to." Gu Jun turned his head in the direction of Lao Zheng's office, "If you were asked to talk, what should you say?"

"Who knows?" Zheng Yuan was thinking of Amitabha Buddha in his heart. Although the cost-effectiveness of this job is low, it is still quite enjoyable.

"However, if you have a plan and want to leave, this is also a good opportunity. You think, if you are persuaded to leave, there should be a sum of compensation, right?" Gu Jun slapped aside.In special times, everyone wants to have more information to make a decision.

"Hmm. It looks like you've already found a way out?" Zheng Yuan reopened the newspaper. Let's think about this kind of thing when he is asked to talk.No matter how much you think about it, you will still be laid off, and a better job than this will not fall from the sky.

The round head smiled mysteriously and shrank back.

Then, Zheng Yuan heard Lao Zheng's voice coming from the direction of his office.

"Zheng Yuan, come to my office."

When passing by Gu Jun, he sent a strange look, Zheng Yuan pretended not to see it.

"I've been working here for three years, do you have any ideas?" Lao Zheng, who was dressed as an older code farmer, asked Zheng Yuan unexpectedly and cautiously, but also openly.

"I'm very happy here, and I've learned a lot." Zheng Yuan sat upright on the chair in front of Lao Zheng's desk.

"The newspaper office is currently undergoing staff transfers. Have you considered trying other departments?"

"I came here for social news, and I have no other thoughts at the moment."

Lao Zheng touched his nose, wondering what he was looking for on his phone.

"You probably already know that the newspaper is laying off people now."

"I just heard that too."

Old Zheng nodded, his cloudy and moist eyeballs rolled silently in their sockets.

I remember that when I first came to work at the newspaper, if it weren’t for Lao Zheng’s supervision and supervision of Zheng Yuan, he might have been reported by the people of Chaoyang for making too many false reports.And when he was sleepless because of reports, Lao Zheng would remind him in due course: This is just a job, and the body is the capital of revolution.

But now that Lao Zheng said these words to Zheng Yuan so seriously, Zheng Yuan confirmed: "It's over, I really want to lay off me."

"That's right. You've been quite satisfactory in the past few years here. But the newspaper office can't support so many people now, and the social group needs to reduce the number of staff..." Old Zheng lowered his head and didn't know what was in the phone Toss and turn.Zheng Yuan wished he could snatch his mobile phone and force him to speak quickly.

An ominous silence continued to spread.

Are you waiting for me to resign myself?In the silence, Zheng Yuan continued to ponder in his heart.

Suddenly, Lao Zheng continued to speak.

"It's a pity to let you go now. The Guangsha Weekly of the real estate department is short of a reporter. The leader there wants a man. I recommended you to him. The pace of work of industry reporters is not so fast, professional He is taller, and usually has some other income, which is considered a good job. I just don’t know what you think?” After speaking a long paragraph, Lao Zheng’s eyes flickered with cunning.

It turned out that he wanted to transfer me away, so he sang the song just now.In fact, why bother? Isn't it good to say one thing and say another?Zheng Yuan thought about it and didn't speak.However, the real estate business department of the newspaper is not easy to get into. I didn't expect that Lao Zheng really has two brushes.

"You don't have to give me an answer now, just think about it in the next two days, and give me an answer next Monday." Lao Zheng put on his usual smiling face again, "You take a rest this week, and I will answer you if there is any emergency. Try to arrange for the new kid to go."

Zheng Yuan nodded and walked out of the office.

Talking about layoffs is nothing more than using fresh blood to squeeze out old people who demand higher treatment.I haven't left yet, and I don't plan to arrange work for me anymore.Journalists rely on manuscript fees for a living. If they have no assignments and no manuscripts to write, their income will shrink immediately, so they will naturally agree to be transferred.

Zheng Yuan sighed, returned to his work station and sat down.Switching departments in public institutions can take as little as a month and as long as half a year. At least today, Zheng Yuan doesn't have to worry about getting angry.Right now there is a more urgent matter waiting for him to solve.Zheng Yuan thought for a while, and called Yuantou on the Internet.

"Tell me to transfer the department, motherfucker."

Soon, the round head sent a shocked expression, and replied: "Where are you going?"

"Property."

"... From now on you will be tall, rich and handsome..." With a snickering emoji.

"Don't talk nonsense. There is something I can only talk to you now."

"Except for borrowing money, you can talk to me."

"This week, I need to get 20." Zheng Yuan calculated the account well, since Ouyang wants to borrow 10, this is definitely the minimum amount.Ouyang is going to get married, and Zheng Yuan, as half of the family, has to prepare for the decoration.Otherwise, he couldn't get over a hurdle in his heart.Besides, with the current prices in Yancheng, the renovation cost of a two-bedroom apartment is 10, which is really not much.

"...Zheng Yuan, you don't buy a house or a car. Why do you need so much money? Don't you know how much I can earn a month? I live at home and pay my mother 2000 yuan a month for living expenses. My mother But every time the cash comes in, I have to count it three times..."

Zheng Yuan did not reply for a while after reading this, and it was not his intention to borrow money from Yuantou Tou.

"I don't have 20, tens of thousands is fine. For the rest, you can find the old man, he is the one who can handle the rest of us."

"Come on old man, three girlfriends, can he support them?"

The round head read this, and replied with an expression of wiping cold sweat.

"This money is not for me, why would I want your money. I just want to ask, when your cousin bought a house last year, he used a credit loan of 20. Is it reliable?"

Seeing what Zheng Yuan said, the round head leaned over from the work station and said in a low voice, "Why are you asking this so mysteriously? That credit loan... the loan is paid within a week, but the interest is high. In this extraordinary period, if you plan to change Work, 20 yuan will be paid off within a year, and the pressure is not small."

Zheng Yuan bit his lower lip and calculated. 20 yuan is not much, but it is quite a lot. With the social news reporter's salary of less than 1 yuan a month, it is absolutely not clear in a year.Even counting his own savings and a loan of 15, he would have to save a year's salary plus a year-end bonus without eating or drinking to pay off the loan.

Seeing that Zheng Yuan didn't make a judgment for a while, Gu Jun moved closer and asked in a low voice: "You haven't said it yet, why do you want money?"

For Zheng Yuan, Gu Jun is not an outsider, but he still hesitated before saying: "Ouyang buys a house."

With such an expression on Gu Jun's face, he stepped back and sat down on his seat, grabbed the mouse with his right hand and tapped it on the table a few times, and read: "You are really a real uncle... If you can't do it, don't force it... Work hard until the end You are also from someone else's family, what are you worrying about here?"

Gu Jun's words were harsh, but Zheng Yuan knew that he was trying to persuade himself.However, if Ouyang was forced to do so, he might not ask for help for this matter.And since Zheng Yuan agreed to help this favor, he couldn't go back on his word halfway.

"I'm leaving." He said to Round Head across the desk.

Gu Jun knew that Zheng Yuan must be resolute in this matter, and he would not shed tears until he reached the Yellow River, but when he looked up and saw Zheng Yuan's expression of a strong man gone and never returning, he couldn't help asking in a low voice in surprise: "You... where are you going? Think about your job and loan carefully."

Do you really think I'm going to resign?Zheng Yuan smiled, patted his round head, and said with a smile: "Go home."

Why did you ask me to transfer departments?Zheng Yuan was wandering on the side of the road on his bicycle, unconsciously thinking about work.In Yancheng in early summer, the sun is scorchingly hot.But for Zheng Yuan right now, it seems that it is not that important anymore.

Thinking back to when he first came to the newspaper office, Zheng Yuan could be regarded as a little fresh meat.Although he is not the best at work, he is definitely conscientious.I remember that in my second year at the newspaper, I had to win the first prize for semi-annual writing.

On the other hand, the job of a real estate reporter is not bad.In fact, what Lao Zheng said is right. Is it true that I have to run breaking news day after day and year after year?

Then, when he was sitting at the mahjong table in the chess and card room playing mahjong with the elders and aunts in the community, he suddenly thought: These two days, he has been entangled with the illusory house.

Ouyang wants to buy a wedding house, and I'm considering whether to be a real estate reporter.Thinking of this, Zheng Yuan suddenly felt a little interesting.

Just taking advantage of these two days to have time, Ouyang's problem of borrowing money was solved as soon as possible.Then think about whether you really want to be a real estate reporter.

His thoughts went back and forth, and he accidentally fired a cannon.

"Xiao Zheng is like Wuhuner today." Uncle Luo on the right handed a blue chip to Aunt Li with a smile.

"I was hooked by a girl." Aunt Zhang on the left smiled and handed Aunt Li a blue chip.

"Xiao Zheng, if you want to chase other girls, you have to buy the house and car first." Aunt Li on the opposite side took the 2 blue chips that Zheng Yuan handed over.

"I've won all the money for you, so I don't have the money to buy a house." Knowing that the uncle and aunt were just joking, Zheng Yuan pushed down the cards impatiently, "Don't play anymore, save money to buy a house and marry a wife."