Pictures of pomegranates

Chapter 9 Bewitching Voice

As her footsteps moved, the harsh voice in her brain sounded again: "Accept your fate, this is your fate, trash! All the misfortunes you encounter are because you have mediocre qualifications and dullness, and do not have a good background and Even though I have no academic qualifications, I still want to study in Xin’an University, it’s a dream!”

"Yes, I'm dreaming. It's time to wake up from this dream!" Zhang Zhaodi finally gave up resisting the voice.

"Hahaha, you are now self-aware, just see clearly that you don't deserve to live!" The harsh voice in her head mocked her bitterly. This feeling was so real, as if she was telling the truest feelings of countless bystanders around her. What’s in my heart.

Zhang Zhaodi cried. She remembered that she was 28 years old and graduated from a very ordinary university. Her bachelor's and master's degrees were in Chinese language and literature, which is the most difficult to find a job.In the process of finding a job, because of her unsatisfactory school and academic qualifications, she was unable to have a satisfactory career and lost her right to take the initiative in life.

In Xin'an University, as a labor dispatch non-staff member, Zhang Zhaodi does the most work in the office, receives the least money and benefits among her colleagues, and bears the greatest pressure and responsibility among employees.The saddest thing is that Zhang Zhaodi, who lives such a humble life, still does not get the recognition and respect of his direct leaders and colleagues around him, let alone promotions, salary increases or honorary awards. Instead, he will be reduced to the status of two editor-in-chief at any time. A punching bag and scavenger for colleagues.

The pride that remained in her bones and her relatively comfortable life in the past made her extremely unable to adapt to this kind of workplace situation where she was not treated as a human being.Therefore, Zhang Zhaodi once told her family, namely her mother, that she wanted to resign and that she wanted to find a new job outside.However, all of this was strongly opposed by her mother and Fan Guang, and in the end she compromised without any suspense.

Because they say that scientific research assistants are also considered administrative teachers at Xin'an University. After three years of work, these dispatched workers will have the opportunity to be directly hired if they perform well.Employees who are directly hired are equivalent to non-staff staff with equal pay for equal work within the school. Not only will their benefits be greatly improved, but the attitude and behavior towards them will also be completely different.This opportunity became a barrier that prevented Zhang Zhaodi from leaving Xin'an University. There was no compromise with her family.

"You have no chance to be directly hired. Director Fu and colleagues will not let you be directly hired. You can't do it. Your performance is very poor!" The voice in her head actually followed her thoughts and echoed.

"Okay, I'll die, I'll die, I'll die right away, okay?? Shut up!!!" Zhang Zhaodi shook her head vigorously and said in disgust.

Only in her office, she slumped at her desk, trying to open her handbag and take out sleeping pills to commit suicide, but the next second, Zhang Zhaodi suddenly realized that her handbag was missing.

"What the hell, where is the handbag? Could it be that it was left in the car? No, I remember clearly that the handbag was always hanging on my wrist. It must have been dropped on the ground when she was vomiting!" Zhang Zhaodi became uneasy.

She didn't dare to contact Fan Guang, let alone go back to Weili Building to search alone. After all, the small bag contained sleeping pills that she wanted to die for.After struggling for a long time, she couldn't think of any good solution, so she could only sigh and accept her fate.

"Forget it, just throw it away. There is nothing else important anyway, but how can you die without medicine? Jumping off a building, jumping into a lake, or cutting your wrists are all too terrible!" She touched the blood stains on her red skirt and said painfully .

"Hahaha, is it not easy to die? Drink medicine, get electrocuted, crash into a car..." The voice in my mind sounded bewitchingly.

"Shut up!!" Zhang Zhaodi, who couldn't stand the torture of the sound anymore, hugged her head and shouted.As these words came out, the fluorescent lamp above her head flashed crazily a few times, and a thick book on the corner of the table fell to the ground inexplicably, with the pages spread out randomly.The next second, the surroundings fell into silence, and the harsh voice disappeared from his mind.

Zhang Zhaodi shook his head in disbelief. After realizing that he really couldn't hear anything, he stood up and bent down to pick up the book.

The book that fell on the ground was "Schopenhauer's Philosophy of Life", and the page opened at this time came into view.The famous quote she highlighted pierced her eyes: When a person's fear of survival is greater than his fear of death, he will choose to commit suicide!

In an instant, her hand trying to pick up the book began to tremble, and the scene of the jumper landing flashed before her eyes.

"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell!" The extremely seductive and harsh voice was like a reminder. The next second, Zhang Zhaodi opened the window unknowingly.

"Bang!" There was a heavy thump behind her that had no lingering sound. Zhang Zhaodi, who was standing in front of the window, almost fell to her knees in fear. In an instant, her body, which had been in a daze and just wanted to go out the window, woke up.

"Look at you, are you working overtime like this? Standing in front of the office window and looking at the scenery, what kind of hard work are you pretending to be?" A familiar and mean male voice sounded.

With the appearance of Director Fu Zhipeng in the office, the atmosphere of fear just now reached a new climax.

In Zhang Zhaodi's view, the leader Fu Zhipeng is not an evil ghost. He is a man who is more feared and disgusted than an evil ghost.The loud noise that broke the silence came from a thick stack of documents. They were spread out on Zhang Zhaodi's desk at the moment. This was another piece of work thrown at her by her boss.

Director Fu Zhipeng, who has a fat head and pig ears, a wretched expression, a height of less than 1.7 meters, and a belly that is taller than his body, has won the favor of a big boss at Xin'an University because he is extremely talented at flattering superiors and bullying subordinates.Of course, he is a person who is very obsessed with his official career. He is most afraid of others calling him Director Fu. People who are good at observing people call him Director Zhipeng.

Director Zhipeng, who "picked up young people", was the direct leader who exploited Zhang Zhaodi the most ruthlessly and viciously. Her nightmare with him began when Zhang Zhaodi joined the company.It is said that the arrival of newcomer Zhang Zhaodi and her daily work performance during the three-month probation period aroused the dissatisfaction of a close confidant of Director Zhipeng who was accustomed to fishing.Then, Zhang Zhaodi somehow offended him, and after that, he started the disciplinary mode of finding fault with her every day.

Just like tonight, Director Zhipeng drooped his dark and ugly old face and shouted to her in a confused voice: "Zhang Zhaodi, you loser, all the folders on the table must be redone immediately! Before 10 o'clock tonight, all the information must be reorganized and handed over to me, or you can get out of here! If you can't do such a small thing well, and the folder you organized looks like a piece of shit, what's the point of recruiting you to work?"

With the constant temptation of the harsh voice, Zhang Zhaodi looked at him jumping up and down like a clown, and suddenly thought about it.She is usually really nice to these bitches. A simple temper does not mean that the person is really stupid, nor does it mean that the person has a problem with his work ability, nor should he be abused every day.

(End of this chapter)