I'm poor

There is a saying in the Buddha's words that all living beings are suffering, and all phenomena are inherently non-existent.

But many cruel things can't be treated as never happened.Just like the bloody skin cut by a knife, no matter how well it heals, the texture and color of the newly grown skin will never change back to before.

If there are too many injuries, if you change your whole body, flesh and heart, you will not be the same person as before.

Yan Qinsheng went to the balcony and reached out to touch the coats that were drying one by one. The cold wave has hit these days, and there has been light rain in the morning and evening, and the three coats are not dry after washing...

He turned and went back to the bedroom, buried half of his body in the closet and rummaged through it, and finally found a nice piece of clothing under the closet.

Yan Qinsheng looked at the light gray wool coat in his hand and frowned. He clearly remembered that he lost all the clothes Tang Xiande gave him before leaving school, so why did he still have one?

Yan Qinsheng hesitated for a moment and still put it on reluctantly. There was no other way, there was an interview soon.

He stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself indifferently. The man said that he looked very good and lovable in woolen clothes.

The young man in the high-end coat in the mirror was out of place with this small and simple rental house, and was even somewhat high-profile abruptly.Yan Qinsheng doesn't like high-profile things the most, but fortunately this is a house he rents alone, at least no one will sneer at him strangely after seeing it: "It's good to be taken care of by an old man. You can buy a 4000 yuan coat without blinking an eye." one time."

He checked the time on his phone, picked up the document bag on the table and hurried out to catch the subway to the interview.

Yan Qinsheng is going to attend a very important interview today, because in a big city like Huaiyuan, no decent company would want someone with only a high school diploma. The phone call asked him to come for an interview. At first he thought it was a liar, but later he couldn't stand the lure of the salary and decided to check the authenticity.

Yan Qinsheng grabbed the handrail and shook his body in the crowded subway like sardines, surrounded by the unpleasant smell of perfume and sweat.

He thought in a daze, if he had been a little more numb and shameless at that time, he would have disgusted all his classmates and teachers around him, and he would have to wait until he graduated from university to get that diploma, maybe now he would not have to go around so humblely when looking for a job hit a wall.

The address sent by the HR manager was in the busiest area in the city. The floor-to-ceiling windows of the office building reflected the sunlight, like huge glass handicrafts that had been cut with sharp edges. Not far away were shopping malls and pedestrian streets.

The company I was interviewing for was on the sixth floor. When I took the elevator up and opened the door, I could see the bright front desk.

The beautiful girl at the front desk showed her small white teeth at him: "Does this gentleman have an appointment?"

"Hello, I'm here to apply." For some reason, he always felt that applying for a job was more like asking someone to take him in, so he always spoke humblely to the front desk.

The girl was still dedicated and enthusiastic, bent down and stretched out her hand to make a gesture of invitation to the glass door next to her: "Please come inside, sir. The interview is in the second conference room on the left. There are a lot of applicants, so you need to wait a bit."

"Thank you." Yan Qinsheng nodded politely and walked in. There was already a long interview line in the corridor. He took out his resume from his file bag and stood silently at the end of the line.

This is a start-up company that is urgently recruiting a financial director. The salary is quite generous, so there are many applicants.

The man in the formal suit in front was a little bored, he turned his head to look at the resume in Yan Qinsheng's hand, and secretly inquired about his competitors: "Hey, which university did you graduate from?"

"I am..." Yan Qinsheng shut up halfway through speaking. He didn't even have a diploma. He didn't have the qualifications to say that he graduated from the best university in Huaiyuan. He pressed his resume in his arms: "What about you?"

"I'm from the Department of Finance and Economics of Huaiyuan University." The man waved a pile of certificates in his hand proudly, as if he was holding the winning ticket: "The salary here is good, and there is a great chance of promotion in a startup company. If you can become a veteran Employees, when the company goes public, maybe the boss can reward some shares, so I'll give it a try."

Yan Qinsheng smiled awkwardly, lowered his head and said nothing.

It was almost noon when it was Yan Qinsheng's turn. He guessed that the HR manager who had been busy all morning must be extremely tired and eager to get off work for lunch. The competitors were all excellent. Yan Qinsheng also knew that he had no hope of being interviewed at all. It's not as nervous as it was at the beginning, it's time to try it.

He took a deep breath, straightened his body, pushed the door open and walked in. The HR manager looked like a little girl about his age, frowning at a stack of resumes, more troubled than choosing the clothes he liked.

"Hello, I'm Yan Qinsheng for the interview."

The little girl raised her head from a pile of resumes and looked at him, her eyes lit up instantly, after looking at the man with glasses all morning, she finally saw a handsome guy, she stretched out her hand and smiled, "Hi, I'm Ji Yun, the personnel manager. "

"This is my CV."

Ji Yun took the resume and glanced at it, then looked up at him: "Can you come to work tomorrow?"

"Huh?" Yan Qinsheng wondered if he heard it wrong. After all, this personnel manager is still too young to accept so many talented students in front of him, so he wants him without a college degree?

"Manager Ji, I don't have a college diploma." Yan Qinsheng kindly reminded her, thinking that she must have missed the column of education.

Ji Yun nodded: "I know, do you have a junior accountant certificate?"

"There are juniors, but they didn't take the CPA exam," Yan Qinsheng explained in a low voice, clutching the corner of his clothes uneasily, "Because of some things, I didn't finish my studies when I was a senior..."

With a wave of Ji Yun's little hand, the rhinestones on her nails flashed in front of Yan Qinsheng's eyes and then slapped on the table.

"It's enough to be able to settle accounts. It's okay to have a few diplomas. Nowadays, college students, especially those from prestigious universities, have high standards and low capabilities. Our company does not need such people. I think you are quite suitable."

Yan Qinsheng didn't expect to be interviewed so easily, he stood up and bowed happily: "Thank you, Manager Ji, I can come to work tomorrow."

"Well, come here at eight o'clock tomorrow morning and bring all your documents to me for entry."

Ji Yun told Yan Qinsheng some details about joining the company, and only held Yan Qinsheng's resume in thought after he left.

Manager Fang's classmate, he looks pretty good!

Not long after, the door of the meeting room was pushed open, and a tall figure appeared beside the door.

"Has he come for an interview?" The man's pleasant voice sounded in the empty conference room.

Fang Yi went to the table and knocked on the table with his knuckles, and Ji Yun took his eyes off the resume.

"Manager Fang, you're here." Ji Yun quickly put down her resume and stood up to say hello.

Fang Yi is wearing a white cashmere sweater today, with an Armani black trench coat on top, and dark gray slacks wrapping his long legs. Ji Yun’s eyes are about to fly out, and he can’t help but fiddle with it in his heart. Little abacus calculates how much Manager Fang's outfit is worth.

Fang Yi has interacted with all kinds of people in the mall in the past two years, and his youthful brows and eyes have calmed down a lot, but his facial features are handsome but expressionless.

"I'm asking you a question, is he here?"

"Come on, I already asked him to come to work tomorrow." Ji Yun handed Yan Qinsheng's resume to him.

Fang Yi looked down for a long time, and his eyes stayed on the white-backed ID photo in the upper right corner for a moment. Suddenly, he balled his resume into a ball and threw it into the trash can at the corner of the table, then lit a cigarette and leaned against the The window looks deeply into the distance.

Manager Fang seems to have smoked a lot today, and he usually only smokes a cigarette or two when talking about clients.Ji Yun didn't understand, since the boss wanted this old classmate to come to work, why didn't he open his mouth to sell favors in person, but instead spent a lot of time to hold an interview.

Fang Yi put the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray on the desk, his brows relaxed slightly, he turned and left Ji Yun's office, and before leaving, he said: "Let him go through the entry procedures as soon as he comes."

Yan Qinsheng reported to the company on time the next day.

Ji Yun was as enthusiastic as ever, and hurriedly took out the prepared contract for him to sign. When Yan Qinsheng was researching the employment contract, Ji Yun had already taken his ID card to copy and prepare the entry materials.

"This will be your office from now on."

Ji Yun smiled and pushed Yan Qinsheng onto the office chair in the financial office: "The previous accountant was pregnant and went home to raise a baby. I can't take you with me. Anyway, the accounts are all in the cabinet. You can figure it out yourself. The salary will be paid on the tenth soon." Now, hurry up and hand over the performance calculation to Manager Fang of the sales department."

"I know Manager Ji, I will do it as soon as possible." Yan Qinsheng was a little nervous and nodded politely.

Ji Yun is not very old, and she smiled like a girl: "You can just call me Ji Yun, there is no need to be so rigid, we are a start-up company, from the supervisor to the employees are young people, there are not so many dogmatic rules .”

As she spoke, she pointed to the next door: "My office is next to yours. If you don't understand, just come to me."

After Ji Yun left, Yan Qinsheng took the key and opened the cabinet door to familiarize himself with the previous sales slips and accounts. Fortunately, this company only started the year before last, and there was no complicated process. However, from the increasing order volume It can be seen that the company's development prospects are still very large.

Yan Qinsheng was alone in the office checking the past accounts, and before he knew it, it was time for dinner. Ji Yun knocked on the door and came in and asked him if he wanted to go out for dinner.

The girls from the business department who were traveling with me stood outside the door, poking their heads to see the new colleagues in the office. Yan Qinsheng smiled at them politely, and pointed to a bag of toast on the table: "I brought lunch, just not going."

Ji Yun was surprised and said, "Is a few slices of bread enough for you as a big man?"

"Enough, I have a bad stomach, so I can't eat much."

The girls at the door whispered: "No wonder you're so skinny. Look at the concentration of the handsome guy. It's not like we are talking about losing weight all day long, and we still drink milk tea and eat chicken chops in the afternoon."

"Then let's go." Ji Yun closed the door, chatted with the girls in the sales department and left with a smile.

After the other colleagues left the company, Yan Qinsheng took a glass to the water dispenser at the front desk to get a cup of hot water, and then continued to drink tea and eat slices of bread in the small office.

When Ji Yun knocked on the door again, she took two boxes of chicken sandwiches and a cup of hot coffee and put them on Yan Qinsheng's desk.

"I brought it for you. I can't get enough bread."

"Thank you," Yan Qinsheng looked at the Starbucks packaging bag in embarrassment. He was never willing to go to this kind of place to buy food: "How much is it, I will transfer your mobile phone to you."

"No, no, it's not my money anyway."

Before Yan Qinsheng had time to ask her who paid the money, Ji Yun slapped her high-heeled shoes back to her office to get busy with her work.

He stretched out his hand to open the packaging bag, and the mellow coffee smell rushed into his nostrils. Yan Qinsheng's scalp felt numb, and then he felt uncomfortable all over. He ran out of the office and went to the bathroom.

Because he ran too fast, he seemed to bump into someone when he entered the bathroom. Before Yan Qinsheng had time to apologize, he closed the door of the cubicle and began to retch.

After a while, the physical discomfort disappeared after he couldn't smell the coffee smell. Although he didn't vomit anything, he still pressed the flush button habitually.

Yan Qinsheng lowered his head and opened the compartment door just after he came out. His eyes touched a pair of camel soft-soled leather shoes, and a slightly nervous question sounded in his ear.

"Physical discomfort?"

His body froze suddenly, the voice was too familiar, he slowly raised his head, and Fang Yi's handsome face with a bit of arrogance caught his eyes.

"Fang Yi." He blurted out the man's name subconsciously, and smiled embarrassingly with the corner of his pale mouth: "You, why do you..."

"This is my company, of course I'm here." Fang Yi was half a head taller than Yan Qinsheng, his eyes suddenly changed from concern to ridicule, looking down and sweeping the only valuable coat on Yan Qinsheng's body.

Yan Qinsheng avoided his eyes, complaining in his heart, he never thought that he would run into someone he didn't want to see, maybe the other person didn't want to see him either, that's probably how fate tricks people.

"Sick on the first day at work?" Fang Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at him indifferently.

"No, I'm allergic to coffee, and I feel uncomfortable when I smell it." Yan Qinsheng hurriedly explained.

Fang Yi had a puzzled look on his face: "Didn't you often drink coffee at my house before? Add milk and pour a lot of sugar into it."

"That..." Yan Qinsheng grabbed the hem of his clothes uneasily. Fang Yi, who is so generous, remembers these little things. It seems that he really hates him.

But in high school, he did eat and drink at Fang Yi's house for a long time, and now thinking about it, I feel really sorry.

Fang Yi took out the cigarette case from his trousers pocket with one hand, and pushed a cigarette into his mouth with his fingers: "Light it."

"I don't smoke, and I don't have a lighter." Smoking and drinking cost money, and Yan Qinsheng would not give up. Smoking too much of these things will hurt your health, and seeing a doctor will cost you even more.

Fang Yi frowned dissatisfiedly, took out the lighter and lit a cigarette.

Yan Qinsheng was a little surprised to see him swallowing clouds and fog with ease, obviously, whether he was in high school or university, this person was a good student who was one in a million in the eyes of the teacher, self-conscious and self-disciplined, without any bad habits.

"You are really cute in this little habit." Fang Yi lowered his head and sneered, raised his arm and put it on Yan Qinsheng's shoulder.

Yan Qinsheng was already numb to this kind of ridicule, and didn't react too much, but Fang Yi's disgusted expression still made him feel vaguely uncomfortable.

"Manager Fang, I'm going back to work first." Yan Qinsheng's expression was strangely calm, as if he was just chatting with an old classmate, he lifted his legs and left the bathroom, just wanting to escape from here, escape from that person Bihan The wind is still cold.

When Yan Qinsheng went back, he stood at the door of Ji Yun's office. He was considering whether to resign.

But as soon as they recruited him, he let the pigeons run away. If it affects the company's salary payment, wouldn't it be too much, and the salary of this job is indeed generous...

Yan Qinsheng hesitated again and again, but he gave up the idea of ​​resigning, thinking that it would be fine to avoid Fang Yi as much as possible, and resign if he really couldn't do it.

In the afternoon, Yan Qinsheng was busy calculating the performance salary, and then took the calculated salary sheet to the sales department to check with the person in charge.

Walking into the big office of the operation department, he realized that Fang Yi might be in there. He took a sneak peek, and more than a dozen employees in the entire office were also looking at this new colleague curiously.

The girl closest to him raised her head from the computer and pointed to the inner door: "Manager Fang is not here, you can put the documents on his desk."

"Okay, thank you." Yan Qinsheng heaved a sigh of relief, luckily he wasn't here.

At this time, the door of the financial room was pushed open, Assistant Lin reminded Fang Yi: "Manager Fang, Yan Qinsheng seems to have gone to the sales department."

"I know," Fang Yi's gaze turned cold when he caught sight of the woolen coat hanging on the back of the chair: "Throw away the clothes."

"Ah?" Assistant Lin didn't react for a while.

Fang Yi pointed to the coat, and ordered in a bone-chilling tone: "Take it to the trash can at the intersection downstairs and throw it away."

"Manager Fang, these are Yan Qinsheng's clothes, and they don't look cheap..."

"Throw it away!"

Assistant Lin could hear the sullenness in Fang Yi's tone, and quickly shut up. Although he didn't understand why Fang Yi was angry with a piece of clothing, he still had the courage to throw that expensive woolen coat far away.

When Yan Qinsheng returned to the office, he didn't notice that his coat was gone. He didn't realize that his coat was gone until he subconsciously reached out to touch the back of the chair after get off work.

He hurried out of the office to catch up with Ji Yun who was about to enter the elevator: "Excuse me, have you seen my coat? I remember I hung it in the office."

Ji Yun thought for a while: "I seem to see it on the office chair, is it gone?"

Yan Qinsheng nodded: "Not anymore."

"Maybe you forgot where you put it, you can look for it again." Ji Yun was busy getting off work to go on a date, and didn't talk to him much, waved to him and walked into the elevator.

In fact, Yan Qinsheng planned to throw away that dress, since it was gone, he stopped looking for it.

When winter is about to enter, it gets dark very early, and the temperature will drop sharply in the evening. Without a coat, the cold wind will rush through the thin holes in the sweater and penetrate into the skin.Yan Qinsheng couldn't help rubbing his arms, and then sneezed.

When he was about to cross the road, a white car drove over and stopped in front of him. After the window was slowly lowered, Fang Yi's face came into view.

Yan Qinsheng knew that Fang Yi didn't want to see him, but out of politeness between superiors and subordinates, he still said hello: "Manager Fang."

"Get in the car." Fang Yi didn't look at Yan Qinsheng, and his finger tapping the steering wheel uneasily betrayed his pretended indifference: "When I went to your office in the afternoon, I accidentally dropped a cigarette ash on it, and my clothes burned, so I let Yan Qinsheng get in the car." The assistant is missing."

"It's okay, just throw it away."

Yan Qinsheng pretended to answer relaxedly, knowing in his heart that Fang Yi must have flicked the ashes on it on purpose, and ran against him on the first day of his employment, obviously forcing him to leave the job and get out...

"boarding."

"I'll take the subway back, the subway station is not far away." Yan Qinsheng declined politely.

"Get in the car." Fang Yi frowned slightly, and his tone was also impatient, until the car behind him honked twice to urge Fang Yi's car to give way quickly, Yan Qinsheng bit the bullet and opened the back door to get in.