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Sitting in the van, Liu Jun was puzzled about his Chinese dream. It happened that Chen Erlin turned on the car radio, and Jiangnan fm90.6 music station was playing beyond's song "Broad Sea and Sky".

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How many times, faced with cold eyes and ridicule

Never give up the ideal in my heart

A momentary trance, as if feeling lost

Unknowingly, the love in my heart has faded (who understands me)

Forgive me for my unruly and indulgent love and freedom in my life

I am also afraid that one day I will fall

Abandoning ideals, anyone can

I'm afraid that one day it's just you and me

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From the rearview mirror, Chen Erlin saw that Liu Jun lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest his mind. He was dumb and unable to speak. Even if Chen Erlin could talk, he couldn't find someone to talk to, so he had to concentrate on driving.

There was no talking all the way, there was a lot of traffic on the road, there were many traffic lights, and motorcycles and battery cars occupied the motorway. The Jiangnan labor market, which is not far from the city center, took half an hour to arrive by car.

Chen Erlin parked the car and introduced the situation of the talent market to Liu Jun. The talent market is affiliated to the Jiangnan City Labor Bureau. Large on-site job interview sessions are often held.

Liu Jun looked around, only to realize that there were too many people looking for jobs in the talent market. There were crowds of people in front of a high-rise office building with blue glass curtain walls. Most of them were energetic young college students, and there were also middle-aged men and women in their forties or fifties. , Everyone has different facial expressions, and most of them are anxious.

Someone set up a bookstall in the open space in front of the office building, selling inspirational books such as "Job Hunting Book", "The Art of War in the Office", and early Napoleon Hill's "The Complete Book of Success", most of which are pirated Books, ten yuan a book, are selling very hotly, causing panic buying, and bookstalls will inevitably secretly sell a few illegal books and periodicals that are fake politics, fake economics, and all pornography.

On the outer wall of the office building and on the recruitment display boards of some units, people secretly posted advertisements blatantly claiming to recruit Mr. Public Relations and Miss Sitting, and even blatantly falsified the payment of fake certificates, fake stamps, fake diplomas and certificates. advertise.

In the crowd, you can see cat-eyed people staring at the anxious job seekers and accosting them. According to Chen Erlin, they are all employees of individual employment agencies, and most of them are defrauding agency fees, which is unbelievable.And the psoriasis advertisements posted on the external walls and display boards are also deceptive, and they cannot be trusted.

Among the crowd were baked sweet potatoes, pancakes, boiled tea eggs, and cold noodles. Chen Erlin said that these were for job seekers who could not catch up with breakfast and lunch in the recruitment market all day long. Doing, people are diligent, and it seems that they can make money by doing anything. Although those small vendors can't make a lot of money, they can barely make ends meet with a small surplus.

While listening to Chen Erlin's introduction, Liu Jun also carefully observed the expressions of various people outside the talent market. They can do whatever they want, and they also have what they want to do. Nowadays, the employment pressure is really great. People who can find jobs in the talent market He is still a responsible person, someone who is willing to support himself, Liu Jun thinks so.

As for those who sell tea eggs and job-seeking books, Liu Jun thinks that those people are smarter and better than job seekers. Small people have the wisdom of small people. Why do you say that?This reminded Liu Jun of a gold panning story he had read online.

It is said that in the middle of the 19th century, news of the discovery of gold mines came from California, USA.Many people think that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make a fortune, so they rushed to California. A 17-year-old farmer Yamer also joined this huge gold rush team with the dream of getting rich. Like everyone else, he has gone through untold hardships , rushed to California.

However, the gold rush dream is beautiful. There are many people who have this kind of dream, and more and more people flock to it. For a time, there are gold diggers everywhere in California, and gold is naturally becoming more and more difficult to find.Not only is gold hard to find, but life is getting harder and harder.The local climate is dry and the water source is scarce. Many unfortunate gold diggers not only failed to realize their dreams of getting rich, but were buried here.

After a period of hard work, little Yamer, like most people, did not find gold, but was tortured half to death by hunger and thirst.One day, looking at the little bit of water in the water bag that he was reluctant to drink, and listening to the complaints of the people around him about the lack of water, Yamer suddenly thought: the hope of panning for gold is too slim, it is better to sell water.

So Yamer resolutely gave up his efforts in gold mines, and turned the gold digging tools in his hands into tools for digging canals, leading the river water into the pool from afar, filtering it with fine gauze, and turning it into cool and delicious drinking water.Then put the water into buckets, pick it up to the valley and sell it pot by pot to gold seekers.

At that time, some people laughed at Yamer, saying that he had no ambitions: "I came to California after all the hard work, and I didn't dig gold to make a fortune, but I started this kind of small business with small profits. Where can I not do this kind of business? Why bother?" Come here?"

Yamer didn't care, unmoved, and continued to sell his water.As a result, when all the gold diggers returned empty-handed, Yamer earned thousands of dollars by selling water in a short period of time, which was a very considerable fortune at the time.

The gold rush story about the American farmer Yamer suddenly popped up in Liu Jun's mind, which inspired Liu Jun deeply, not to do something small, selling tea eggs is more profitable than making atomic bombs, as long as you are willing to use your brains, As long as you can put your face down, the small stall can also live a very nourishing life.

Walking into the recruitment hall, the huge electronic screen scrolls the latest recruitment information. It coincides with the monthly on-site recruitment conference of the Jiangnan Talent Market. The hall with several thousand square meters is full of noise. Separated, there is a huge unit recruitment announcement next to it, which clearly marks the requirements of the job application. Those who meet the requirements can pick up the form and interview on the spot. It seems that the efficiency is very high. For the applicants, it is hard to find When you find something to do, you can make a decision on the spot, so you don’t have to go home after the interview and wait anxiously for news.

Liu Jun and the mute wandered around, Chen Erlin followed, and from time to time, like a treasure, he would give Liu Jun some inside information about his job application. Most of the young and beautiful clerks recruited by private companies were chosen by the boss, and some were required to be soldiers or even special forces. The ex-military security guards always want to hire personal bodyguards. Hearing this, Liu Jun felt that the matter of recruitment and application was a bit messy, as if it was so confusing that one couldn't tell which was real and which was fake.

When he came to a long line of applicants, Liu Jun saw young men in suits and leather shoes holding a stack of watches and shouting: "Everyone be quiet, those whose names are called can come out and participate in the next round of interviews."

As soon as the young man spoke, the team immediately fell silent, and everyone expected the young man to read his name: "No. [-], Fan Jian; No. [-], Fan Tong; No. [-], Liu Chan; No. [-], Lai Yuejing; No. [-], Shi Zhenxiang ; Number six..."

Damn, what are the names? The young man is serious and reads it with a serious face. The long queue is already full of laughter. The Chinese name culture is really extensive and profound. It is better for my father to give Liu Jun a name. How handsome! , the word Jun has a profound meaning, Juncai, Junyi, Junmei, Junma, Qijun, Weijun, Haojun, Shaojun, those who know current affairs are Junjie...

Liu Jun shook his head. The talent market was a bit messy. He came to another isolation room. There was a huge red advertisement on a huge colorful advertisement board with a red eye-catching recruitment word: "Recruitment of urban management, no requirements, on-the-spot interview, on-the-spot hiring."

In front of the urban management recruitment seats, there are a lot of young men who look rather strong, all of them tilted their heads and squinted their eyes to look fierce. In front of a long table, a person in urban management uniform is interviewing a good-looking A tall, dark man.

The interviewer asked: "Do you know how to fight?"

The big man curled his lips: "It's a fight, it's just a mess."

The interviewer nodded and asked again: "Do you dare to bully the old man?"

The big man rolled up his sleeves: "To tell you the truth, I broke my father's leg."

The interviewer continued to ask: "Do you dare to kill someone?"

The big man blushed: "Leader, I'm sorry, I just got out of prison."

The interviewer waved his hand: "Okay, you have been admitted, and you are going to get your uniform. The urban management team needs talents like you."

The big man clasped his fists: "Thank you for the leadership, I'm the city management, it's so fucking cool."

Damn, I can get admission in this way, what kind of people are recruited by the urban management, Liu Jun suddenly understood a little bit, no wonder the urban management dared to beat people to death with a weighing mound in the society.

This kind of recruitment, Liu Jun felt a little messy, and he didn't want to apply for a job anymore. He was about to walk out of the recruitment hall when he was attracted by an advertisement for a reporter from a newspaper next to him. As a reporter, Liu Jun naturally thought of Jiangnan TV station. The beautiful anchor Baimei naturally had to stop and pay attention.

In the small booths where newspaper reporters are recruited, most of them are well-dressed young men and women, and there are also a few literary youths who look very educated and have a good temperament wearing glasses.

In the seat labeled "Editor-in-Chief" sat a middle-aged man with a bright forehead and half-bald hair. Opposite him was a well-dressed young man wearing glasses who was taking an exam.

The editor-in-chief asked: "Assuming you are a reporter from the Qin Dynasty, please report on the 'Burning of Books and Burying of Confucianism'."

The man in glasses corrected his clothes and answered calmly: "In the 34th year of Emperor Qin, literati and inkmen gathered in Xianyang to point out the country and promote writing, and held a large-scale bonfire party. There was a serious accident, 30 Confucian scholars were killed, and [-] precious ancient books were burned. The country Leader Qin Huang immediately rushed to the scene to direct the rescue, deeply mourned the victims, instructed that the families of the victims must be appeased, and severely punished the dereliction of duty departments to prevent similar incidents from happening, and the family members at the scene were emotionally stable."

The editor-in-chief patted the table: "Okay, you have been admitted."

Liu Jun was amazed when he heard this. Liu Jun, who is familiar with astronomy and geography and has read all kinds of history books and ancient books, just doesn’t understand why he didn’t get into university, but he murmured in his heart that he could be admitted as a reporter for a certain newspaper with just one sentence, which seems like a historical fact. Burning books and burying Confucianism is not what the man with glasses said, is it?

"Okay, let's go back." Liu Jun asked Chen Erlin and Dumb to transfer out of the Jiangnan talent market. They wandered around the noisy recruitment hall, which was delayed all morning. He was very depressed. He couldn't make Liu Jun a reporter by telling lies;