Chapter 2: Application (2)

It’s obviously summer, but the car is a bit cold, my neck is always cool, as if someone is standing behind me and blowing my neck.
"Master, can you turn the air conditioner on?" I was embarrassed to ask.
The driver’s big brother didn’t return, and gave me a cold and cold sentence:
Please ask the passengers to be a little bit safe, don’t just sneak around.

I am speechless. I am alone in the car. I have just spoken to the driver's eldest brother. Is it because I am teasing him? And without mentioning the issue of sexuality, I think this is an insult to my personality.
I, Shen Jianguo, born on National Day, born under the red, grew up in the spring breeze, from small to large are "three good students", "excellent members", "excellent student cadres", he can question my ability to enter the society, but absolutely Can't question my character!
I really want to argue with reason, but after the driver's big brother finished this sentence, the cool air will be weakened a lot, it should help me to lower the air.
My heart suddenly softened, and the driver's brother had to go to school alone to pick me up so late. It must be a sigh of relief. I will compare my heart. I am not particularly good at finding a job in the middle of the night. The driver’s older brother may be sleeping at home, but he is called up. The temper is also understandable.
However, it is a squabble. There is no need to talk to people.
"Thank you Master." I smiled at the driver's big brother.
Unfortunately, the driver's big brother is still not very friendly. He looked back at me. I couldn't figure out his face in the darkness. I only saw a pair of eyes against the light, very sharp.
"Oh," he sneered. "I hope I can see you tomorrow."
It turned out that he was wishing me to be officially hired. It was really a cold-hearted driver, but the temper was a bit hard and it would give people a feeling of being uncomfortable. If you look deeper, you will understand that he is a very good person.
"Thank you!" I responded enthusiastically.
The driver's big brother drove very stable. Even though the fog was very big now, he still drove the car to the other side of the city without any bumps.
When I got off the bus, I asked: "Master, I may return to school to carry my luggage tomorrow..."
The words were not finished, the door was closed coldly, and the school bus drove away quickly, leaving no smoke.
I know that I am doing something wrong. I still want to ask the driver to help me with my luggage when I am not working. The bus of the unit is not obligated to help me with these private affairs. If I move, I will find a moving company. However, I have been struggling recently. Hey, rent a small three round tomorrow, it can be cheaper.
In order to make a good impression, I wore the only formal suit, shirt and tie suit black shoes for the interview. Going downstairs to Building 4, I nervously re-adjusted the tie and confirmed that I was clean and tidy, and then I walked into the elevator.
The lights of the elevator were suddenly and faintly one card and one card, and some were scary in the middle of the night. The other side of the plot seems to be very lax because of the developer's horizontal death management. Some people who have checked the past have complained that the property service is not in place. It seems to be true now.
I secretly cheered on myself, Shen Jianguo, to be strong! Grassroots college students who have just stepped into a job have to go through a difficult day. The unit management accommodation is already quite good. How can we pick and choose the accommodation environment? The elevator is not safe, and the fourth floor is not high. Next time I take the stairs!
The quality of this elevator is really normal, the speed is quite slow, and the time of four floors to walk out of ten floors makes me feel daring all the way, for fear that the elevator card will not move on a certain floor.
Fortunately, this did not happen, I arrived on the fourth floor.
404 is the light, the door is not closed, I knocked on the door, politely asked: "Is there anyone? I am Shen Jianguo, the teacher who invited the teacher, a lady asked me to come to the staff quarters immediately to check in."
"Is it the headmaster of Zhang to let you come?" A small man wearing a jacket and a beret came out. "Please come in."
I followed him into Room 404 and walked to observe the environment of the future dormitory.
The lights are a little dim, and it seems that after changing the wages, a light bulb should be replaced. This environment is not conducive to preparing lessons.
The curtains are too thick, and the shades of the original room are not easy to touch the sunlight. Such thick curtains will give people a sense of oppression and need to change the yarn.
The room was neat and tidy, the area was not small, there were three rooms and one living room. There was a desk and two chairs in the center of the living room. The small man sat on the chair in the side and motioned me to sit opposite him.
He is really short, probably not even one meter six. I noticed that he has been walking on his feet and seems to want to make himself look taller in this way.
Oh, I understand the pain of height. When I was a child, I was malnourished. I was only one meter five in the first grade of high school. She was thin and small. She was shorter than a girl. She was often laughed at by her classmates and was very inferior. Fortunately, I participated in the competition and got a scholarship. I improved my diet and drink more milk. I was more than 20 centimeters in high school for three years. Now I am 178cm tall. I am not sorry to have 180, but it is a good height in China. I am very satisfied.
"Shen Jianguo is it?" The little man's face is not very good. It looks pale and bloodless under the light. It should be staying up late. "President Zhang said that you can sleep in the master bedroom for one night, and you can go to work tomorrow morning."


Mr. Zhang is the lady whose mobile phone number is '94444'? Is she the person in charge of our training organization? Besides, how can I stay for one night? Do you believe in the rumor about the murderous house on the Internet?
I have nothing to do. Said with a smile in fear.
The little man looked up at me. I saw that he had an injury in his forehead. He couldn’t help but care: "What happened to your forehead?"
"Oh, it’s hit." The little man looked at him.
"You already know my name. What do you call it?" I know that this may be my future colleague, reaching out to him and asking friendly.
He didn't shake hands with me, his hands were always on the table and smiled at me: "My surname is ju."
"Is it a furniture, or a residence? The surname is very special." I took back my hand a little, but I didn't expect to receive a friend's unfriendly treatment when I got to work.
I heard from the seniors that some elderly people in the workplace who are not mature enough will bully new people, mainly because they are worried that they have robbed their jobs. However, most people who can do such things are not strong enough, not confident enough, and think that new people will pose a threat to themselves before they can make such naive things.
I told myself not to be angry, to smile and treat others.
The kid has been staring at me and shaking his head slowly: "Nothing."
"Which word is that?"
"It is the saw of the chainsaw."
I frown slightly, do you have such a surname?

Don't you be a minority?
I wondered, when I met several ethnic minority students at school, their surnames were somewhat unusual, and they were not among the hundreds of surnames.
He shook his head again, his neck groaned, and slowly stood up: "I, I grew up short, and I was bullied by tall boys when I was young. They kicked me and beat me, saying that I am so short, certainly not a man, forcing I took off my pants and let them check out the body. Sometimes I bought a bag of milk powder and poured it into my mouth, saying that I had to drink more milk. I was almost suffocated and grabbed the scorpion and asked them to give me a drink. They only laugh, saying that they only drink urine."
I felt uncomfortable in my heart, and some understood why he was not good at me. The tall boy is his psychological shadow. He is not directed at me, but is very disgusted with this type of person.
But I believe that through future contacts, he will understand what kind of person I am, and I will try my best to help him out of this predicament.
I stood up, crossed the table and picked up his hand. He held his right hand with both hands and said in his most sincere voice: "This is not your fault, it is their fault! No matter what age, bullying. Other people are wrong!"
"I know." Mr. Saw's face is very stiff, and his smile is a little fake. "Of course it is not my fault, it is their fault. Isn't it a tall, long leg? It doesn't matter, it's all sawn off!"
"..."
Looking at his happy expression, I was speechless for a while. I am not studying psychology. I have no experience in this area. I don't know how to persuade him to think of this extreme.
"A big long leg, two long legs, three, four... a lot, long, I measure exactly according to my height, so that each of them is as tall as I am." Mr. Saw is intoxicated and seems to be immersed in Good memories.
This is not right, I let go of his hand and secretly put my hand in my pocket and wanted to call the police.
"When all the legs were sawn off, their voices were really good, like the scorpio. I jumped downstairs in this wonderful voice, that was the happiest day when I was alive." Mr. Saw stood up and pointed Refers to his forehead. "Because of the relationship of jumping off the building, I have an injury on my head. I will take it off for you."
"Sir, do you want to see the psychiatrist in the past?" I touched the phone! Quickly unlocked and fumbled to dial 110. The smartphone is not as good as the old-fashioned keyboard phone at this time. I can't find the button at all.
Mr. Saw continues to say: "You are not particularly tall, but the legs are really long. I like your legs. Can I saw a saw?"
"Of course not!" I refused strictly, stood up and slowly retreated.
Mr. Saw also stood up, and he kept his left hand under the table and lifted it, holding a chainsaw in his hand.
"Then I can only come hard, rest assured, not hurt." He slowly walked towards me.
I didn't dare to look back, and my eyes stared at him without hesitation, preventing him from suddenly attacking. He moved forward, and I continued to retreat until the back leaned against the wall. The cold feeling reminded me that it was not far from the door, and leaned against the wall in the direction of the door.
Mr. Saw didn't seem to be anxious to hurt me. He rubbed his feet, licked his lips, and watched me touch the doorknob and open the door with force.
The door handle did not move, and the door did not know when it was locked by him!
"You can't get out," he turned on the switch of the chainsaw. The noise of "嗡嗡" cut through the silence of the night. "Hey, wait until you give me your legs, I will let you go."
"I can't go to you!" There is no way to escape at this time. I struggled with him, grabbed his wrist and planned to grab the chainsaw.