Chapter 24 Everyone in the world suffers

Chapter 24 Everyone in the world suffers

The night was quiet, the taxi was driving on the long street, and the rain was still falling.

Ye Zhenzhen had seen Cloud City at midnight, the deserted streets after the bustling scene ended; the closed roller shutters covered with dust and spots of rust; the flickering light signs returning to their true appearance after being extinguished; the wind sweeping through the streets and alleys carrying loneliness.

It was not until tonight that she saw the colorful rain falling.

Could it be that Pingyi was playing with romance to win the heart of a fairy? Or was it that the street lamp was luring moths to come and find the light? Or maybe Ye Zhenzhen was drunk and Qu Qu was having a drunken dream?

[Thank you, I appreciate everything you have done for me. Sweet dreams.]

Ye Zhenzhen took out her cell phone, thought for a long time, and sent a WeChat message to Wen Baijing.

What else could she say except thank you? In the twenty-two days since they met, Wen Baijing had helped her several times. She also wanted to face everything with ease, but she was small and incompetent. She had no cheats in life and could only fight with bare hands.

"Sister, why are you crying?" Ye Mao reached out to wipe Ye Zhenzhen's tears, "Sister, I won't let you worry anymore..."

Ye Zhenzhen covered her eyes, "I'm fine, Xiaomao. Just be more obedient in the future, okay? Otherwise, how can I explain this to my parents?"

"Sister, I understand. Don't worry!" Ye Mao replied embarrassedly.

Ye Zhenzhen didn't know why she shed that tear. She was heartbroken when she saw Ye Mao was safe and sound. She was moved by Wen Baijing's silent protection. Maybe she was drunk and had a drunken rage. Maybe it was because of the feelings that had quietly sprouted but had to be extinguished. Even when she was drunk, she knew she was as low as dust.

Ye Zhenzhen and the other two held hands and sat side by side in the back seat of the taxi. This city might be cold, but the warmth of blood connection can give people some warmth and let the soul have something to rely on.

Ye Zhenzhen returned to the small attic and stood by the window. The raindrops under the street lights turned transparent.

This is Ye Zhenzhen's life, she is ordinary and embarrassed. She worries about the next meal every day, worries about the unknown future every moment, and is immersed in the mundane life of firewood, rice, oil and salt every second. She is not a fairy who drinks dew, not a pampered young lady, nor an elite who graduated from a prestigious university and dominates the workplace.

The rising sun embraces the green mountains, and the clear clouds wash the green pond.

The morning light shines through the window, she opens her eyes, feeling the joy of a new life. The nightclub work is too heavy for her, the beauty of this world cannot be found in the nightclub.

She was more afraid of facing the naked human nature than being poor, and even more afraid that she would end up like those people. Being in temptation, her bottom line was broken and lowered little by little, and it was too terrible to sink into depravity while awake.

As the sun sets, Ye Zhenzhen walks slowly up the steps to the back door staff passage. She feels relaxed and refreshed, as if she could take off the heavy shackles in the next second.

Ye Zhenzhen came to the manager's office and mustered up the courage to knock on the door.

On the north wall of the office hangs a Guan Gong shrine, with Guan Gong standing with a sword across his body, facing south. Three incense sticks have just been lit in the incense burner, and the apples offered are still emitting a faint fragrance.

Mr. Qian and the manager of the company were sitting at the tea table on the west side. On the tea tray were a set of purple clay teapots and a golden toad tea pet. The general assistant was warming the cups.

Ye Zhenzhen bowed and said hello: "Hello, Mr. Qian, hello, manager!"

The manager sat in his chair and flicked the ash off his cigarette. "Yeah, good. What's up?"

Ye Zhenzhen pinched her fingers and took a long breath, "I want to resign, please approve it."

The assistant turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside and focused on taking out the Dahongpao and placing it into the white porcelain bowl.

The manager frowned and said, "You are doing well at work and you don't have to worry about not having money. Why do you quit?"

Ye Zhenzhen pursed her lips and pondered for a moment, "I'm not really used to this job."

Mr. Qian looked up at Ye Zhenzhen and said calmly, "The guest named Wen has been coming to you for more than 20 days. Did he promise you something?"

Ye Zhenzhen was a little confused. It seemed that there were really no secrets in the nightclub. The boss knew everything about her, a small waitress. She left because of Ye Mao, and she left because she couldn't stand the atmosphere of the nightclub.

Wen Baijing was just an accident, a beautiful accident, like a flower encountered during a morning run. Ye Zhenzhen would not go for a morning run just to appreciate the flowers, but just happened to encounter it on the road. It was just that the flower was too beautiful, and the fragrance of the flower accidentally filled her sleeves.

Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly shook her head: "No, it has nothing to do with him. My brother is here, and I can't continue to work here."

The manager tapped the tea table and said earnestly, "Don't be stupid. You are young now, if you want to make money, hurry up. When you are old and ugly, it will be difficult to come back and continue to make money!"

The assistant pours boiling water into the white porcelain bowl and turns the lid left and right to wash the tea.

The elegant orchid fragrance diffuses lightly, as if you are in a secluded valley in the mountains.

Ye Zhenzhen thought of the orchids growing in the secluded valleys, their fragrance clearing away the filth. She thought of Wen Baijing's words: "You can also be a cold-year pine, growing on a high mountain, strong and upright, standing on the snowy peaks."

She said seriously: "Manager, I have thought about it."

The manager's eyes were sharp and his tone was a little cold: "If the customer promised you something, you'd better get the actual thing first. Don't be stupid, be careful of being cheated!"

Mr. Qian spoke calmly, with a calmness that showed he understood everything. "You should make money now. What are you going to do if you leave here? Can you make as much as you do here?"

Ye Zhenzhen smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern and reminder. My brother and sister work in Yuncheng, so... I can't stay here any longer."

The assistant Ruochen beside her got out of the bath and washed the teacup. Then she picked up the kettle and slowly brewed the Dahongpao along the wall of the cup.

"Tomorrow is May 20th, and the company will be very busy. If you want to resign, wait until after tomorrow! Then we will return your deposit and commission together." The manager paused and added, "If you want to come back in the future, the company will still welcome you."

Ye Zhenzhen smiled and said, "Thank you, thank you for your care these days!" She bowed and thanked him, then left the office.

The assistant uses the three-finger method to pour the soup, with the thumb and middle finger holding the edge of the cup, and the index finger covering the top, pouring the soup vertically.

In the white porcelain cup, the tea soup is bright orange-yellow.

In the office, the orchids in the valley are fragrant, waiting for the breeze.

The general assistant poured the tea into two cups and placed them in front of Mr. Qian and the manager respectively.

Mr. Qian laughed and said, "What a simple girl!"

The manager picked up the cup and smelled the tea, then took a sip. "He's still too young. Maybe he'll come back someday."

Young people who have made quick money and experienced the life of luxury here will return here sooner or later.

There is no other reason, because I am too distracted. There are also intrigues and deceptions in the outside jobs, and you will be wronged. Most people who work here cannot find a job with this salary outside.

People are most afraid of comparison. Employees who have left the company find that they can’t earn the same salary as nightclubs even if they work like a cow or a horse. Looking back, they find that their former colleagues have bought cars and houses, and those with higher levels have already become phoenixes. In the end, they come back without anyone tempting them, driven by desire.

The bosses and managers of nightclubs have long been accustomed to this, and they don't care if a small employee leaves. There are many young and beautiful girls who come here to make money; there are many former employees who think they are noble and come back to work after being beaten up outside.

Ye Zhenzhen left the office and walked through the lobby towards the lounge. She could say goodbye to this place tomorrow. Wen Baijing had given her six 10,000 yuan credits, plus 400 yuan a day for the remaining 16 days. Now her total savings was about 63,000 yuan. In addition, the company returned 1,500 yuan in deposits and nearly 2,000 yuan in commissions...

Ye Zhenzhen walked into the lounge and looked around. It was the last two days, and she was about to leave. She had seen some things she had never heard of or seen before, and this experience made her feel mixed emotions. Fortunately, this journey was about to end.

"Hey! Do you know?" The blond beauty looked mysterious.

The gossip in the lounge started again, and everyone pricked up their ears.

"That's what you said!"

The people around were on edge and began to urge him on.

"Yesterday a male model was hospitalized due to drinking too much!" said the blond lady.

"Tsk! Isn't it common to be hospitalized after drinking too much?" a short-haired beauty replied.

Everyone's interest dropped, their ears drooped, some turned to go to the bathroom, and some took out a mirror to check their makeup.

"Many people were forced by customers to drink and were admitted to the hospital. That male model drank a whole bottle of pure foreign liquor voluntarily!" The blond beauty raised her voice.

Everyone's eyes turned around and focused on the blonde.

"Why! Is he mad?"

"What are you thinking? There are still people who drink voluntarily! We can't avoid drinking every day."

"Yes! If we don't drink at work, we have to drink during our period. Princess is the best, she doesn't have to drink! I drank away my period!"

"The princess needs to memorize a lot of information, receive various etiquette training, and also needs to be computer literate. Can you handle it?"

The beauty who drank away her period was speechless and pouted.

Everyone was talking about it, all puzzled. Voluntarily drinking a bottle of pure foreign liquor, either crazy or wanting to die! It's not pleasant to soak in a wine jar every day. If I can drink less alcohol at work one day, it's a blessing from the Buddha.

"Go on, then! Why?"

Hundreds of people couldn't guess the answer, like ants on hot pot.

"Because..." The blond beauty paused, "The guest put 10,000 yuan in cash on the table and said whoever can drink the whole bottle of foreign wine will get the 10,000 yuan! The male model directly snatched the bottle and drank from it!"

"It's too fierce!"

"If I met him, I would do it too!"

"My life is at stake. I dare not."

Everyone expressed their own opinions and talked about their own ideas. Some were afraid of death, some admired him, some wanted to give it a try, and some were upset that they didn't have such an opportunity.

"So he went to the hospital right after drinking it?"

"After he finished drinking, he held the 10,000 yuan in his arms and called an ambulance himself. Soon he was taken to the hospital for gastric lavage," said the beautiful woman with yellow hair.

"It's not worth it! This is too much!" said a tall beauty.

Everyone seemed to be thinking about something, some shook their heads, and some sighed.

"That's because you don't know how to calculate! A gastric lavage costs at most two thousand, and he still makes eight thousand!" The blond-haired beauty continued to raise her voice.

As soon as these words came out, the roof of the lounge was almost blown off. The front and back doors of the lounge were not big enough, and the sound waves from hundreds of people shouting at the same time had no time to rush out, and the sound waves went straight to the roof and bounced back.

Ye Zhenzhen felt dizzy and had tinnitus due to the sound waves and hurried out of the lounge.

Everyone has a hard time, so who is nobler than who? Some people sell their kidneys for an iPhone, some risk their lives for 10,000 yuan, and some go to today's drinking party with yesterday's drunkenness.

Survival is a heavy topic.

It is difficult for young people who have seen the extravagance of money to work for a low-paying job. People who have taken shortcuts are unwilling to make the hard journey. Will you get the expected results by exchanging your youth and health for small change, and using your reputation and dignity to earn a future?

All living things suffer; Ye Zhenzhen could only come up with this word to summarize it.

People can only save themselves, and even if they are in a sea of ​​suffering, they must try their best to save themselves.

Ye Zhenzhen felt a little sad and grief-stricken. She wanted to say something and confide her feelings at the moment, but she couldn't find anyone to talk to, and she couldn't tell anyone.

[I went to resign, and the manager promised me that he would approve my resignation after tomorrow.]

Ye Zhenzhen thought for a long time and sent a WeChat message to Wen Baijing.

[I may be late tonight, please wait for me in the box! ]

Seeing Wen Baijing's reply, Ye Zhenzhen felt a little happy and a little reluctant. They could meet again and say goodbye in person, but after saying goodbye, they would never have any more contact.

"Ah."

It was Ye Zhenzhen's 23rd day working at the KTV, and Wen Baijing had come for 22 days in a row. She didn't know the other customers, and no other customers knew her, which was her luck. After leaving the nightclub, she could live a decent life.

During this period of muddleheaded life, she felt it was not easy to have Wen Baijing protecting her during her night job. If it weren't for Wen Baijing, her life would not be any better than it is now.

How to say goodbye? How to say thank you?

There are no long pavilions and ancient roads, nor are there luxuriant grasses. There is no need to give willow branches as gifts, nor to send brocade letters from Hengyang.

It is not at the end of the sky, nor at the corner of the sea. It is not separated by spring trees in the north of Wei River, nor by sunset in the east of Jiang River.

I have just seen spring off, so I don't need to see you off. Fortunately, they are still in the south of the Yangtze River, where the spring water is bluer than the sky and they sleep on painted boats listening to the rain.

But after tomorrow, I will no longer find a reason to meet you.