if there is no tomorrow

Chapter 1
There are still three days left for the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is the No.30 nine Mid-Autumn Festival I have spent in this world.Except for the more and more expensive mooncakes and the thinning forehead, this Mid-Autumn Festival is the same as the previous 38, which is boring.

Colleagues in the business department took the completed customer list and took turns to ask the supervisor Zhao Juemin to sign, so that the moon cakes and red wine could be delivered to their customers before the Mid-Autumn Festival.Wu Antong's performance is the best in our department, so his client list is relatively long, and it even fills up two full pages of A5 paper in size 4.

There are only six customers on my "moon cake" customer list, which is directly proportional to my work performance in the first half of the year. Zhao Juemin signed for me without even lifting an eyelid.I didn't dare to put the list of my friends into the company's client list like Wu Antong did, because I wanted to keep this lousy job, and if my job was gone, my wife would be more confident when she called me "a wimp".In fact, it's okay for her to call me a wimp, she used to call me that when we had sex, she just shouldn't repeat these three words endlessly in front of her son.well!For the same three words, if the context is changed, the nature will be changed.Since we separated, she probably made me look stupider than Big Big Wolf in front of her son.So, I'm pretty sure the first person my son learned to despise was me.My son is already in the first grade. I went to his school to hold several parent-teacher meetings. The teacher said that my son was not paying attention in class, his mind was always wandering, and he still couldn't memorize the alphabet.The teacher also suggested that I take my son to see a psychiatrist, saying that the teacher can't control my son's problems.I am not too worried about my son's problems, because I was like this when I was a child. In fact, I am also like this now.

Zhao Juemin went through Wu Antong's client list several times. He placed his fingers heavily on the names of the two women at the beginning and end of the list, and asked Wu Antong without raising his eyes: "What is the business relationship between the two of them and the company?"

Zhao Juemin's tone seemed to be asking about the sexual relationship between Wu Antong and the two of them.Wu Antong firmly pressed the half-smoked "Soft China" into Zhao Juemin's ashtray full of "Zhongnanhai" cigarette butts, and said unhurriedly: "My business is done by women, you are not doing it openly and secretly." Are you actively encouraging this kind of business relationship? You are so concerned, is the company going to pay me for the loss of sperm?”

Zhao Juemin laughed dryly and said, "Who doesn't know that your energy, Wu Antong, is inexhaustible. Giving you sperm loss fees is humiliating you."

After Zhao Juemin finished speaking, he smirked twice and signed the two pages of A4 paper.Wu Antong threw a piece of soft China on Zhao Juemin's desk, and he still looked calm: "Humiliate me, humiliate me with joy! As long as the subsidy is enough, I can bear it... ..."

This is Wu Antong, whose mouth can kill.Therefore, I try to avoid communicating with him in the office.If there is something I have to say, I also try my best not to leave any words behind. After I finish speaking, I quickly reach for the phone to contact the business. In fact, I don't have so many business calls.Once, Wu Antong snatched my phone, and when he heard the busy signal on the phone, he asked me with concern: "Can I die if I don't pretend to be sweet?"

Others may think that our relationship is not good, or maybe it is, but I still admire Wu Antong in my heart, and feel that the whole society is equipped for people like them, so I am not angry when he scolds me.

When it was almost time to get off work, I waited until the sharp-eyed and fast-talking guys in the company had left before I got up and went to the human resources department to find Liang Anni.Liang Anni believes in Buddhism, and she is busy kowtowing and burning incense every holiday. Even the nail clippers and hairpins have been opened by eminent monks, she is so devout.As soon as I entered the door, I went straight to the topic. I asked Anni Liang: "Can I pay for it myself and buy a few mooncakes and red wine from the company's group purchase to send to friends?"

Liang Anni gave me a warm look, asked how many people I have, and asked me to give her the list and address, and leave me alone.This is the ideal result I want. I know that this little girl is interested in me, but I don't know why this pretty girl is interested in me who is short and bald.In terms of work, Wu An is more capable than me; in terms of appearance, Zhao Juemin is more decent than me.The only thing I can convince myself is that Liang Anni, a little girl, has a unique insight after she believes in Buddhism, and finds that I am a heartless and alternative genius.

Liang Anni added all the extra lists I gave her to General Manager Wei, and she said: "General Manager Wei has a lot of gift lists, and he gave me a stack of business cards. .”

We both breathed a sigh of relief when the main thing was done.Liang Anni put down the list and waited for me to say something nice to thank her with a smile, but I left her office in a hurry.Because Zhao Juemin has always wanted to hook up with Liang Anni, I don't want to be cannon fodder in the middle, although I also like Liang Anni, but for a married man of my age, survival is more important than love.

Liang Anni asked me how to arrange the Mid-Autumn Festival. I didn't dare to say that I would spend the festival alone, so I perfunctorily said that I would take my son to Happy Valley.Liang Anni said that she couldn't stay in Happy Valley for three days. I said one day to Happy Valley, one day to Shijingshan Amusement Park, and one day to the zoo.Liang Anni asked me, "Does your son have ADHD?"

I said, "A little bit."

I saw Liang Anni's disappointed eyes, and I didn't dare to stop any longer.Under her slightly annoyed white eyes, I smiled coquettishly and went out the door.

I have lived in this city for nearly 20 years, and the excitement I felt when I first entered the big city from Micangshan in northern Sichuan has long been lost.I still clearly remember the feeling of being dizzy with happiness when I came out of Beijing Railway Station. Although I only have a pair of white pull-back shoes that are new, I feel that a new page in my life has just opened.My father insisted on buying the white pull-back shoes for me, saying that the child was admitted to a university in Beijing, and his classmates would laugh at him for wearing Jiefang shoes to go to university.According to my mother's idea, a pair of pull-back shoes is equivalent to more than 20 world famous books.My father is a salesman in a pickle factory, and my mother is an elementary school teacher. The two of them caught up with the "Cultural Revolution" before they graduated from high school. Therefore, it has always been the dream of the two elders to go to college.After I graduated from university, the country no longer includes job assignments. I know that a new page has been turned for me.I couldn't help being urged by my college classmate Lu Fumeng. I didn't go back to Guangyuan, Sichuan, but stayed in Beijing until today.

(End of this chapter)