It was summer, but the car was cold, and the back of my neck was always chilly, as if someone was standing behind me blowing my neck.
"Master, can you turn on the air conditioner a little bit?" I asked embarrassedly.
The elder brother of the driver didn't turn his head, and threw me a cold sentence: "Passengers please be quiet and don't tease people casually."
I was speechless. I was the only one in the car, and I just spoke to the driver. Could it be that I was teasing him? Leaving aside the question of sexuality, I think it's an insult to my personality.
I, Shen Jianguo, was born on the National Day, was born under the red flag, and grew up in the spring breeze. I have been a "three good student", "excellent team member" and "excellent student cadre" since childhood. He can question my ability to enter the society, but absolutely Can't question my character!
I really wanted to argue with reason, but after the driver eldest brother said this, the cold air weakened a lot, which should have helped me to lower the air.
My heart softened immediately. The driver's brother had to go to school to pick me up by himself so late, he must be holding back his anger. Heart-to-heart, I went to the haunted community in the middle of the night to find a job, and I was not in a particularly good mood. The driver's brother may be sleeping at home, but he was called up, and his temper is understandable.
It's just a quarrel, there's no need to speak ill of people.
"Thank you, master." I smiled at the driver.
It's a pity that the older brother of the driver is still not very friendly. He looked back at me. I couldn't see his face clearly in the dark, but only saw a pair of eyes that were gleaming and very sharp.
"Heh," he sneered, "I hope I can see you again tomorrow."
It turned out that he was wishing me to be officially hired. He is really a cold-faced and kind-hearted driver. Unfortunately, he has a tough temper and makes people feel uncomfortable. The more you look at it, the more you will see that he is a very good person.
"Thank you!" I responded enthusiastically.
The driver's brother drove very steadily. Although it was foggy now, he still drove the car to the other side of the community without any bumps.
When I got off the bus, I asked: "Master, I may go back to school tomorrow to carry my luggage..."
Before the words were finished, the car door closed grimly, and the school bus drove away quickly, not even leaving a cigarette.
I knew what I was doing was wrong, and I was thinking of asking the driver's brother to help me carry my luggage before I got to work. The company's bus is not obliged to help me with these private matters, so I need to find a moving company when I move. But I'm really struggling recently, hey, rent a small room tomorrow
Three rounds, it can be cheaper.
To make a good impression, I was wearing the only formal suit I had prepared for the interview, a shirt, tie, suit, and black leather shoes. Walking downstairs in Building 4, I nervously readjusted my tie to make sure I was clean and tidy, and then stepped into the elevator.
The lights of the elevator flickered on and off, and it was a little scary in the middle of the night. It seems that the management of Bi'an Community is very lax because of the incident of the death of the developer. There are often complaints on the post bar that the property services are not in place. Now it seems to be true.
I secretly cheered myself up, Shen Jianguo, be strong! Grass-roots college students who have just entered the workplace have to go through a hard time. The unit manages the accommodation is already a very good treatment. How can they choose the accommodation environment? What if the elevator is not safe, the fourth floor is not high, next time I take the stairs!
The quality of this elevator is really average, and the speed is quite slow. The time it takes to get out of the tenth floor from the four-story building makes me nervous all the way, for fear that the elevator will be stuck on a certain floor.
Fortunately, nothing like this happened, and I reached the fourth floor smoothly.
The light on 404 was on, and the door was not closed. I knocked on the door and asked politely, "Is there anyone? I am Shen Jianguo, who is applying for a teacher. A lady asked me to come to the staff dormitory to check in immediately."
"Principal Zhang asked you to come, right?" A small man in a jacket and a beret came out, "Please come in."
I followed him into room 404, observing the environment of the future dormitory as I walked.
The lights are a little dim. It seems that the light bulb should be replaced after the salary is paid. Such an environment is not conducive to preparing lessons.
If the curtains are too thick, the shady side of the wing is not easy to get in contact with the sun. Such thick curtains will give people a feeling of depression and need to be changed.
The room is quite clean and not small. There are three bedrooms and one living room. There is a desk and two chairs in the center of the living room.
He is really short, probably less than 1.6 meters, and I noticed that he has been walking on tiptoe, as if trying to make himself taller in this way.
Hey, I also understand the pain of height. I was malnourished when I was a child. I was only 1.5 meters in the first grade of high school. I was thin and small, shorter than the girls. I was often ridiculed by my classmates and had low self-esteem. Fortunately, I got a scholarship after participating in the competition, and I improved my diet. I drank more milk and more meat. In three years of high school, I grew more than 20 cm. Now I am 178 cm tall. I am very satisfied.
"Shen Jianguo, right?" The little one said
His face was not very good. It looked pale and bloodless under the light. He should have stayed up late. "Principal Zhang said that you should sleep in the master bedroom for one night, and you can go to work tomorrow morning."
"Is Principal Zhang the lady whose mobile phone number is '94444'? Is she the person in charge of our training institution? What's wrong with just staying for one night? Do you also believe the rumors about the haunted house on the Internet?" I have no idea. He said with a fearful smile.
The little man looked up at me, and when I saw that his forehead was injured, I couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with your forehead?"
"Oh, I bumped into it." The little man said blankly.
"You already know my name, what do you call me?" I knew that this might be my future colleague, and I reached out to him and asked kindly.
He didn't shake my hand, but kept his hands under the table and smiled at me: "My surname is ju."
"Is it a piece of furniture, or is it a home? The surname is very special." I retracted my hand a little embarrassedly.
I heard seniors say that some immature old people in the workplace will bully newcomers, mainly because they are worried that they will take their jobs. However, most people who can do this kind of thing are not strong enough, not confident enough, and think that newcomers will pose a threat to themselves, so they will do such naive things.
I told myself not to be angry and to smile.
The boy kept staring at me and shook his head slowly: "Neither."
"Which word is that?"
"It's a chainsaw's saw."
I frowned slightly, does Baijia have such a surname
"Are you an ethnic minority?" I wondered. I met a few ethnic minority classmates at school, and their surnames were a bit unusual, not among the 100 family surnames.
He shook his head again, his neck was crooked, and he stood up slowly: "I am short, and I have been bullied by tall boys since I was a child. They kicked me, beat me, and said that I am so short that I am definitely not a man. I took off my pants and asked them to verify my identity. Sometimes I would buy a bag of milk powder and put it in my mouth, telling me to drink more milk to make me grow taller. They just laugh and say they have to drink only urine."
I felt sad when I heard it, and I understood why he had a bad attitude towards me. Tall boys are his psychological shadow. He is not targeting me alone, but is very disgusted with this type of person.
But I believe that through future contacts, he will definitely understand what kind of person I am, and I will try my best to help him out of this predicament with my own experience.
I stood up, grabbed his hand across the table, grabbed his right hand with both hands, and said in my truest voice, "It's not your fault, it's their fault! No matter what age or reason, bullying Everyone else is wrong!"
"I know." Mr. Saw's face was stiff, and his smile was a little fake. "Of course it's not my fault, it's all their fault. Isn't it just tall and long legs? It doesn't matter, just saw it off!"
"… "
Looking at his happy expression, I was speechless for a moment. I don't study psychology, I have no experience in this field, and I don't know how to persuade him to have such extreme thoughts.
"One big long leg, two big long legs, three, four... many, so long, I strictly measure according to my height, so that each of them is the same height as me." Mr. Saw looked intoxicated and seemed to be immersed in beauty in memory.
This is not right, I let go of his hand, put my hand in my pocket, and want to call the police.
"When all the legs were sawed off, their cry was so beautiful, like the sound of nature. I jumped downstairs in this beautiful sound, and it was the happiest day when I was alive." Mr. Saw stood up and pointed to Pointing to his forehead, "Because of jumping off the building, I have a head injury now, so I took off my hat to show you."
"Mr. Saw, do you want to go see a psychiatrist?" I got my phone! Quickly unlocking and fumbling to dial 110, the smartphone is nowhere near as good as an old keyboard phone, and I can't find the keys at all.
Mr. Saw continued: "You are not particularly tall, but your legs are really long. I like your legs, can you let me saw them?"
"Of course not!" I sternly refused, stood up and slowly stepped back.
Mr. Saw also stood up, and his left hand, which had been hidden under the table, was raised, carrying a chainsaw in his hand.
"Then I can only force it, don't worry, it doesn't hurt." He walked towards me slowly.
I didn't dare to look back and kept my eyes fixed on him to prevent him from attacking suddenly. He moved forward, and I kept backing up until my back was against the wall. The cold feeling reminded me that it was not far from the door, so I leaned against the wall and rubbed in the direction of the door.
Mr. Saw didn't seem to be in a hurry to hurt me, he stood on tiptoe, licked his lips, watched as I touched the doorknob and opened the door with force.
The door handle didn't move, the door was locked by him at some point!
"You can't get out." He turned on the switch of the chainsaw, and the noise of "humming" cut through the silence of the night. "My dear, I'll let you go when you give me your legs."
"I can't leave if you give it to me!" At this time, there was no way to escape. I threw him hard, grabbed his wrist, and planned to snatch the chainsaw. :,,.