The next day, the provincial capital.

Du Jingjing came out of the company with a cardboard box in her arms. She turned around and looked at the building where the company was located, feeling sad.

After graduating from college, she changed jobs several times and worked at this health care product company for the longest time. Although her performance was too poor, she was quite bullied in the company. However, after staying for a long time, she still had feelings.

She was generous when the company fired her this time. She was compensated a lot of money and was ready to pay. She was instantly paid. Judging from her posture, she seemed to want her to stay for a minute.

This made classmate Jingjing a little confused. I was so scary and disgusted. Is it a pleasure to drive it away?

She was a little confused girl, but suddenly she was fired. She felt sad and didn't feel red in her eyes, so she took out her cell phone and wanted to talk to someone.

I don’t know why, but Du Jingjing dialed Song Qingyun’s phone number by chance.

The phone was connected, and Song Qingyun seemed to be talking to someone over there, and the voice came from afar: "I said Chen Shangyun, your wife fell into the pit when she went to the toilet in the middle of the night... Yes, yes, I shouldn't have opened any pots and brought them up. I didn't pay attention to my words, and I apologized to you... Think about it, after the toilet entered the house, the floor tiles were laid, the squat toilet was installed, and the cesspool was separated from the toilet, so I couldn't smell the stench..."

Du Jingjing was a gentle woman. She knew that Song Qingyun was working, and she was also curious about what Song Qingyun was doing on weekdays. She didn't shout, but put her phone on her ear and listened quietly.

Song Qingyun: "I don't know what evil I've hit now. The mosquitoes and flies in the village suddenly became more and more popular. When you go to the toilet, your butt is bitten by mosquitoes... When you squat there, you have to move and pull a shit, so you are tired enough... After the toilet is in, you feel comfortable when you get rid of your hands, right?"

Another voice came, probably the villager named Chen Shangyun: "I like being bitten by mosquitoes. Can't I like it?... If I don't pay, nothing will work... If I give you money, I will promise you 10,000 yuan. I can move the toilet to my bedroom..."

"That's not what he said." Song Qingyun said again: "This mosquito carries a lot of bacteria on it. If you are bitten, you are not afraid of being slapped... You need to talk about science... Li Shuangxi, do you know? Something happened? His house is a dry toilet, and the mosquitoes are also very troubled... He doesn't know what kind of mental illness he got, so he bought a box of magic killing spirits and went all in the toilet... Li Shuangxi had to smoke to suppress the smell of the stinky smudge of the cessation pit when he was relieved. Yesterday, after he finished smoking, the cigarette butt was thrown down. He turned around, and with a whistle, the flames jumped up and all the hairs were squeezing..."

"Puchi!" Du Jingjing couldn't help laughing, and then his face turned red with shame.

This...So this is what Song Qingyun is like, and it was like two people when I saw him before... so embarrassing.

Song Qingyun probably heard the laughter on the phone and was shocked, and then shouted: "Who is eavesdropping, stand up!"

Du Jingjing: "Song Qingyun, it's me, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Ha, it's you, Du Jingjing." Song Qingyun said to Chen Shangyuan again: "Chen Shangyun, let's talk about this today and have tea together another day."

Chen Shangyun: "Who wants to have tea with you?"

Song Qingyun: "As long as you move the toilet, don't talk about drinking tea or drinking wine... (footsteps) Scenery, okay, let's continue, what's the matter?"

Du Jingjing: "It's okay."

Song Qingyun: "It's okay if you don't have anything to do. You can call me. Are we old friends? Don't hide it if you have something to do. The most annoying thing is for half of the people who speak... Cough, don't be angry. I'm used to doing grassroots work and speaking a bit rough. Let me switch roles first."

After a pause, his tone was gentle and gentle: "Jingjing, what's the matter?"

Du Jingjing burst out and said, "It's nothing. I was in a bad mood just now and wanted to talk to a friend. But just now I heard you tell someone on the phone that you were fired when going to the toilet... and flirted with that... and I felt better, it's okay."

Song Qingyun: "You mean Taoist Li was burned, haha, haha."

Du Jingjing was so red that her pretty face was about to drip out of water: "Song Qingyun, you are not serious, I'm angry, I ignore you... Haha, haha."

Both of them laughed at the phone.

After laughing, Du Jingjing said, "Song Qingyun, I'm sorry to disturb you. I came to the company today to complete the resignation procedures, and it has been completed."

Song Qingyun: "Did you lose money?"

Du Jingjing: "I lost N+1."

"Wow, it should be quite a lot. You wait. I'll drive to the provincial capital now. You can invite a meal. The average Japanese food per capita starts with 800 yuan."

Du Jingjing: "Why did you say that you are eating? I have no job anymore, so sad."

Song Qingyun: "Jingjing, you turn around now."

Du Jingjing was a little confused. She turned around and looked, and said, "Nothing?"

"How could it be nothing?" Song Qingyun asked: "Didn't there be milk tea on the ground floor of your building?"

"No!"

“Where is the cafe?”

“Not either?”

"How is it possible to sell it to Kanto?"

"No, but there is a steak restaurant." Du Jingjing was even more confused: "Song Qingyun, what did you say about these things?"

Song Qingyun: "It's good to have a steak restaurant. You walk in, order a cup of coffee, and have a dessert. The sugar makes people happy. You will forget all your worries."

"So you asked me to eat." Du Jingjing suddenly realized: "It's a good idea, I'll go now."

"Please eat more." Song Qingyun: "If you don't have a job, you'll find another one. People will starve to death these days? In fact, with the current housing prices, our salary is useless at all. So, why not change your thinking and do the job you like, not for money, just because of your hobbies and achievement. Work, food, beauty, what a happy thing! Now you go to eat desserts, you are a beauty again, and now you're a job short of one."

"Where are there beauty?"

On the other end of the phone, Song Qingyun whistled: "Aren't you?"

Du Jingjing's face turned red again: "Song Qingyun, I hate you most when you are not serious. I won't say it anymore, I'm going to order."

She ordered a cup of coffee and put three packs of candy, which made her throat so sweet.

The tiramisu at this steak restaurant is well made and the small biscuits are crispy.

While eating snacks, Jingjing suddenly became very happy - chatting with Song Qingyun is really pleasant, he is very fond of girls - Song Qingyun, you are not a male classmate without a story.

The weather in the provincial capital today is very good, with rare blue sky and white clouds, with pigeons passing by in the sky, and the dove whistles melodiously.

"Ding Dong, welcome!" A guest walked into the steak restaurant.

Waiter: "How many sirs?"

"I'm looking for someone."

When Du Jingjing heard them talking, he subconsciously looked at him, but found that the person who came in was Qian Song.

The dismissal of Jing Jing by the company can be said to be directly related to this person. The application for termination of the labor contract was made by his department manager.

If it were someone else, I was afraid that the enemy would be particularly jealous when they met.

But Du Jingjing has a gentle personality and has left the company now. For her, Qian Song is a passerby, so she turned her head aside.

Unexpectedly, Qian Song came straight over and sat opposite Du Jingjing.

Du Jingjing: "You..."

Qian Song also held a small cardboard box in his hand, his face full of depressedness and resentment.

The waiter followed: "Handsome guy, what do you want to click?"

"Give me a glass of white water." Qian Song took out a wrinkled cigarette from his bag, lit it and sucked it in big mouthfuls.

The waiter wanted to remind him that he could not smoke here, but when he saw his terrible appearance, he closed his mouth.

Du Jingjing looked at him in surprise: "You don't smoke, are you?"

"Cough cough..." Qian Song probably sucked hard, and his coughing tears fell.

He put the cigarette butt directly on the table and killed it: "Jingjing, I."

Du Jingjing: "Please don't call me that."

"Okay, I won't call you that anymore. Du Jingjing, your application for dismissal was my report. Do you hate me so much?"

Du Jingjing has been in a bad mood these days, with a sense of resentment in her heart, but she still said lightly: "Qian Song, no one will be happy if he loses his job."

Qian Song: "Du Jingjing, you have never suffered from the hardships of life. I don't know what a position in the middle school means to a poor child like me? Yes, when I used to do products and sales, my income was OK. But this job can be done by myself, and it is not irreplaceable... Thank you."

The waiter brought the water.

Qian Song picked up the cup and took a sip.

A trace of smoke oozed out of his mouth.

Du Jingjing found it funny.

Qian Song: "I will continue to say that sales is a job without technical content. As long as you can endure hardships, be wise, and work hard, there is nothing you can't do. There are too many smart people in this world, and I don't lack Qian Song. In a few years, young people will join the company. By that time, it will be the time when old people like us are eliminated."

"At that time, when I get older, my thinking can't keep up with the times, and I will be naturally eliminated. At that time, my income will drop a lot and my living standards will plummet. This is the so-called midlife crisis!"

"Yes, yes, I'm less than thirty years old yet. But the times are changing so fast that people can't keep up with the pace."

"I have considered this issue. If you have the ability to do sales, you will make money for a few years. When you have money, you have to make plans for the future. So, what should you do? It is to transfer to management, master and own sales channels, so that you can be invincible."

"Enough." Du Jingjing interrupted him: "Qian Song, you came to me to talk about your life ideals?"

Qian Song shook his head bitterly: "No, Du Jingjing, no, I have been fired by the company, I am the same as you now."

"You were fired, why?" Du Jingjing widened his eyes in surprise, suddenly feeling a burst of pain in his heart, and a rare sarcasm in his tone: "Aren't you promoted to the head of the department?"

Qian Song said in pain: "How do I know that everything has changed in just a few days. Du Jingjing, those who do not plan for a while should not plan for a lifetime, and everything must be thought of before. I want to survive the future mid-life crisis, so I must do that department head. Mr. Shi said, let me report to fire you. What can I do? I can only be sorry for you."

Du Jingjing: "But now you have been fired."

"Yes, I was killed by the donkey by the Shimi, the man surnamed Shi," said Qian Song.

Du Jingjing: "I won't say bad things, such as retribution or something."

Qian Song: "Du Jingjing, when you heard that it was me who applied to dismiss you, are you very sad and sad? You feel like you are being deceived."

Du Jingjing: "It's all over."

Qian Song: "Actually, I still have plans for what to do in the future after you are fired."

"Plan?" Du Jingjing asked in surprise: "What are the plans?"
To be continued...