Plan carefully

Since I went to work, the manpower in our industry has never been rich, so the objective situation requires employees to be multi-skilled. Those of us at the front desk occasionally have to go out to play the role of lobby manager.Of course, if you don’t make high demands, the lobby manager is much better than the front desk teller. When a customer comes, he will help you get a list and arrange a number. When there is no one, he will sit at the table and read the newspaper.

This week it's my turn to be the lobby manager.There were not many people on the weekend, so I made myself a cup of Tieguanyin, strolled in the lobby with the cup in my arms, sorted through newspapers and magazines, and sorted out the blank vouchers on the table... The figure caught my attention.The man had been standing in front of the ATM for a long time, fumbled here and there, and looked at the migrant worker's attire, I guessed that he probably didn't know how to use it.

I walked over and asked, "Do you want to withdraw money?"

The man looked up at me, stunned for a moment.I was also stunned, not only because of his hesitation, but also because of his appearance.The man was in his early 20s, tall and thin, wearing a shabby camouflage uniform, with long hair that almost covered half of his face. Although his face was dark and dark, he could still see it vaguely. Show the delicate facial features.

Kind of familiar, I can't remember.For someone like me who has to look at hundreds of different faces every day, it is not surprising that everyone looks familiar.Sometimes when walking on the street, everyone seems to have seen it before. This is an occupational disease.However, I think this person is not the kind of "sick" familiar, but I really can't remember where I met him.

"You don't know how to use an ATM, do you?" I asked.

He nodded.

"Give me the card, and I'll teach you how to use it?"

He hesitated for a moment, but still handed me the card in his hand, so I saw his same jet-black hand, with slender fingers and inconspicuous knuckles.

I do my duty as a lobby manager, giving professional but not enthusiastic guidance.I told him that he should face up, insert the card into the card slot along the direction of the arrow on the bank card, and then follow the on-screen prompts.

"Enter your password now?"

I turn my back.

After a while, there was no movement at all.

I turned around and he didn't move at all.

"Enter the password?" I reminded him.

"I don't know!" he said.

"Ah? You don't know the PIN of your card?" I thought to myself, how can you withdraw money without knowing the PIN?

"The card is picked." He said.

"Oh..." I was also very calm.After working for so long, who I haven't seen?Some people picked up a game currency and asked me if I could exchange it for money?

"Comrade, it's like this. Generally, when people pick up the card, we all hope that he can return it to the bank so that we can return the owner..." I said.

He didn't answer, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his lips tightened. I don't know if it was because of nervousness or other emotions. I seemed to hear the crackling sound of his clenched hands.

"How about this, you can enter any password and withdraw the card. Just leave the card to us, and we will contact the owner. You leave your contact information, and then the owner will thank you again." Usually this is It is solved in this way, and the card he took is not from our bank, so we will not hand it over to the owner, because we can’t find out who the owner is. Basically, it will be invalidated after three days. In this way, when the owner finds out that his card is lost, Go to the bank where he opened the account to report the loss and get a replacement one, and the job is over. The person who lost the card has nothing to lose except for the loss report fee.

However, a magical scene appeared.

After he randomly pressed six numbers, the teller machine did not prompt that the password was wrong, but jumped directly to the main operation page, that is to say, his password was entered correctly.

Isn't this a fucking coincidence?I can't help but sigh with emotion.

He was also very surprised, and he clicked the query casually, and there were more than 3 yuan in the card. He clicked withdraw again and selected 1000. After the teller machine beeped and counted money, a stack of pink bills was spit out.At that time, I looked at him and he looked at me, not knowing what to say.

"Then what, actually, this card is yours, isn't it?" I think it's better to explain it this way.

He shook his head firmly.

The time on the screen is counting down, and after 30 seconds, the money will be recovered.

He just looked at Qian without moving.

"If you don't take the money away, the machine will take the money back in a while." I reminded.

With ten seconds left, I watched him reach out and take one out of the banknote slot.The remaining 9 cards were swallowed back into the stomach of the teller machine under the watchful eyes of the two of us.

The screen shows that the operation timed out and the card was ejected.

He handed me the card, shook the 100 yuan in his hand, and said, "This is my big thank you from the person who lost the card!" He looked up at me, his eyes were as straightforward as water, without any waves.

I am completely speechless.

In this world, I don't know how to divide the good and the bad.It is of course a good person to pick up the card and return it to the bank, but if he knows that he can get the money in it, will anyone else do it?And this person who took someone else's card to withdraw money, but in the end only got 100 yuan when he could get tens of thousands of yuan, how should I define him?

So, that day I just stood there in a daze, watching that tall and thin figure disappear into the crowd.

Before leaving get off work in the afternoon, I sent a message to someone I haven't contacted for a long time, and wanted to ask her out for dinner.I can't remember exactly what that so-and-so looked like.It was a sister who forced her to go on a blind date, and she met that side, and then contacted by text message, and there were no text messages in the past few days.I'm really not interested in those girls.Being with them, listening to them talk about clothes, shoes, and idol dramas, I was often bored to the point of dozing off, and it was precisely because of this that all previous blind dates ended in failure. They all responded unanimously, I, An Ran, were too bored.

Our director, Sister Cao, was very puzzled. She said: "An Ran, you are usually so poor, how come you can't do it when you have a girlfriend? What about your cleverness, what about your nonsense?"

I said, "I don't know, I feel sleepy when I listen to them talking, it's more important than sleeping pills!"

"Then who do you listen to without getting sleepy?"

"... Guo Degang!"

"You have such a character! It's a pity that your face..."

I know what Sister Cao means.Master Feng, the oldest employee in my unit and the gatekeeper at the door, once said that I am the best-looking one among all the employees since the establishment of the branch.

But up to now, those who came earlier than me and who came later have a partner, and I am still single.

At the beginning, those who introduced me had to queue up, but then maybe it was because I was too careless, everyone's enthusiasm faded away.I was helpless too, none of the girls could turn me on, and I'd be happier dating them than going out drinking with my friends.

Comrade Xiao Li once asked me very puzzled, "An Ran, it is said that our income is not low, our character is not inferior, and our appearance is not to be chosen. Why can't we find a girlfriend? Are you sick?"

If I didn't see her as a woman, I would have slapped her long ago, "Are you sick? It doesn't matter to you whether I have a girlfriend or not? What are you doing? Have you taken a fancy to me?"

Xiao Li shook his head after hearing this, "I swear to God, I don't like you...I'm just afraid that you will keep wandering around like this and endanger society!"

It doesn't matter!I have always been like a teenager, stubbornly believing that there must be someone I particularly like in this world, she will appear in some magical or ordinary way, and I don’t know what she looks like , What kind of character does she have, but as long as I see her, I will know that this person is the one I am waiting for.

Until then, I just need to live in peace.

In life, you have to be serious when you should be serious, and you have to be perfunctory when you should be perfunctory. No matter what the leader introduces to the person, you have to give the leader some face. After meeting for a few times, you can say that it is not suitable. Although, I knew it at the first meeting. Those little girls are not the ones I'm looking for.

After waiting for a long time, the phone vibrated, and I saw the text message from the person, so I knew that this one fell through again.

Blow it, so you don't have to worry about it.

After work, I leisurely rode my electric car to the dormitory.When passing by the construction site of Wanda Plaza, I heard someone calling me from a long distance, "Accountant An, Accountant An..."

I stopped the car, and a fat figure ran towards him at a speed that didn't match his size.

"Boss Jin, please slow down." I said with a smile.

King Kong, the contractor, our old customer.

He stood still, straightened his helmet panting, and carefully took out a check from the small leather bag under his arm, "Do you see if there is any problem with my check? It was given by someone else just now. If there is any problem, I will Hurry up and exchange it with him, he will be on a business trip tomorrow, and he won’t be able to come back for a month, so I’m in a hurry to use this money!”

I took the check and looked at it for a while. The amount was more than 200 million. I asked casually, "Boss Jin, is there a big project?"

King Kong chuckled, "It's a big project, it's just small bits and pieces left over from others. However, there are many projects in this square, and there are a lot of bits and pieces! We can do it for half a year if we follow along."

I returned the check to him: "It looks fine, the payee didn't write it, I'll write it for you when I get to work tomorrow!"

"Okay, okay, thank you, thank you!" Boss Jin retracted the check, smiling blindly.

The next day, Boss Jin came over to hand in the check, and brought a newly hired worker over to apply for the card.

The world is that small.

When I saw the worker who was pushed in front of me, I was moved. It was the one who picked up a card and got the password but only took 100 yuan.