When the liar's words come true, I win

You have to write a self-criticism even if you don't want to.

Couldn't she understand that this was evidence that the damn old Deng wanted to reasonably deduct half of his profits?

But it is also true that she used the company's account.

To put it simply, it's not worth a penny.

But what can you do if he insists on holding you back?

If you don’t write it down, even half of your earnings will be stuck and you won’t be able to withdraw them.

Real life is so cruel.

She is an adult and must take responsibility for her mistakes.

But why do I feel so depressed?

Just when I was looking for someone to vent my anger to, I realized that Yang Fang hadn't come back the entire afternoon.

It seemed that everyone in the entire company was deliberately avoiding her. Even Liu Bei, who was working next to Yang Fang, moved to another row of empty seats.

I took my time writing the self-criticism and even had to sign and put my fingerprints on it.

There is an illusion that I was taken to the police station because of PC.

Mr. Deng was quite straightforward. Not long after he submitted his apology, his income and salary were credited to his account.

But this brief happiness lasted less than two minutes.

After paying off the loan, there is still a balance of about two thousand yuan, and I think of the rent, water and electricity bills that I haven’t paid yet.

Life is not easy, Frog is autistic.

There are loans to be repaid, pots to be blamed for, and cakes to be eaten. Most importantly, the fish can never be caught.

When you take a shit, there will be some blind shark BEE who will ask you some stupid questions like why you can't receive the verification code.

Some people are born in Rome, while others are born to be cattle and horses.

But she was not even as good as the dead Wu Ma. After all, he could catch ghosts, but she couldn't even burn ghost money.

Things change so fast, please forgive me for not being a master of life.

Based on the remaining balance of about 2,000 yuan, the main goal at this stage is to make a living.

To put it more concretely, after she lost weight, she was not as fat as before and looked like a dog.

Being in a delicate feeling of having no idea where to put the next meal, commonly known as living from one day to the next.

Every maluo will emo in the middle of the night and tell each other that they can live like a dog, but they can't let their mother know.

It doesn’t matter, she is the happy crazy dog ​​who is free and easy at night.

Why should a dog suffer?

There is no suffering as hard as going to work, and there is no tiring thing as working for a part-time job.

No matter how much it hurts, no one cares.

Woo... Before midnight, ghosts in someone's house started to come out and howl.

Shen Jia was sad and dazed at times. He tried to use his mind to step on all the people in the company, including the skinned Lao Deng, in the image of a martial arts master or a wealthy tycoon. Then, bean! Sha! was done!

In this half-dead fantasy state, she trudged through this fateful day.

Today is a day when even the shared bikes can’t be scanned.

The sky was gloomy, with dark clouds covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

May and June are the rainy season in Shenzhen.

The heavy rain is like the tears on the Internet in the early morning, it comes suddenly and without any reason.

As I was rushing home, I passed by that classic road sign: Turn over!

As one of the most distinctive road signs in Shenzhen, people often come here to check in.

They are all from all over the place and live here, so they can't be called locals, right?

After all, most of the local people in Shenzhen have followed Emperor Li Bai across the mountains and fled abroad on vines.

Those who did not flee abroad have already become well-known demolition tycoons, wearing gold and silver jewelry around their necks and demanding repayment after collecting rent.

At this time, the street lights were already on. Several men wearing royal jackets were slumped on their eMule bikes, smoking and looking up devoutly at the sign that brought strength and faith to countless people at night.

Turn over, turn over! She passed by this sign every day, and every night she turned over in her small single bed and fell under it.

I couldn't tell who said in confusion and doubt: "Can the poor really turn their lives around?"

The voice was deep and hoarse, as if he had just experienced some major disaster in his life.

Shen Jia stopped and looked up at the piece of paper that he had to look at at least twice a day. From the initial enthusiasm to the final indifference, he remembered the rent, water and electricity bill that he had just received from the landlord.

Very hungry.

Looking at the pink APP sticker on the eMule trunk in front of her, she sighed and replied unhappily: "Not necessarily, it depends on whether your data cable is long enough!"

If it is not long enough, the plug may come loose and the cord may get wrapped around your neck.

It can be gone in a flash!

After saying that, he walked past quietly and continued forward.

It seems that the work is done and he is leaving, but he is free and easy, hiding his achievements and fame.

A few of them were stunned for a moment, and it took them several seconds to come back to their senses.

Then there was a burst of laughter.

A voice floated into her ears from behind: "Thank you so much, I feel comforted!"

Another voice rang out: "Thank you for your advice, Military Advisor. I will go and get a loan to buy a two-meter-long data cable right away."

Shen Jia didn't even turn his head and waved his hand with his back to them.

Little did he know that at this moment the military advisor had tears in his eyes and was also in trouble.

Her data cable was wrapped with layers of transparent tape, and she was very careful every time she used it, for fear that it would be torn if she turned over.

Look, life is really full of ropes.

Not to mention the fineness, the fibers have melted after countless washings. The next moment, the wind may blow it away.

Walking to the convenience store downstairs, she gritted her teeth and took out three dollars from the huge sum of two thousand dollars to buy a bottle of happy water.

As long as she drinks fast enough, sadness can't catch up with her.

As soon as it was opened, a deflated sound was heard.

It's a wonderful sound that is worth looking forward to.

A cub suddenly jumped out from the side, accompanied by his happy laughter, and behind him were children chasing and laughing.

Shen Jia didn't hold the Coke in his hand firmly, and was knocked by him. The Coke fell directly to the ground and spilled all over the floor.

Because the child did not stand steadily, he also fell down, which hindered her desire to save happiness.

By the time she pulled the fallen child up and walked over to pick it up, there was only a little bit of Coke left at the bottom of the bottle.

Alas...sorrow has caught up with her.

Not happy at all!

Even more unfortunate was the fact that the legendary parents of the children did not come and scold her for being blind, nor did anyone come to blackmail her for the examination fee.

Otherwise, she could have asked them with a clear conscience to compensate her with a little happiness...water.

Shen Jia wiped the mouth of the bottle, tilted his head back to drink the last sip of Coke, handed the bottle to the old woman who was rummaging through the trash can next to him, and then walked towards the dim corridor.

Old stairs, rusty steel handrails, and meaningless graffiti on the walls.

He took out the key, opened the rusty stainless steel door, and pressed the switch at the door.

total darkness.

I took out my phone and transferred the rent, utilities and electricity bills to the landlord, and there was still 932 yuan left. I called him to come and see what was going on.

The landlord replied that he was eating out and would be back late.

Shen Jia put down the key, changed his shoes, and walked into the house in the dark.

It was a sign of a rainstorm and everything outside was getting dark.

The dim street lights shone through the windows, casting mottled shadows of the security windows in the narrow house.

It feels like an iron window, and also like a cage.

Finally, even the mobile phone, which seemed to be the only connection to the outside world, ran out of power.

Shen Jia put down his phone and groped his way to the kitchen, which was very close to the toilet.

If that can be called a kitchen.

I lit the gas stove and cooked a bowl of noodles. I don’t know what seasoning I put in wrong, it was as bitter as life.