Borrow the wave
(10)
As Spring Festival approaches, wechat moments are flooded with year-end bonuses from major companies. Tuhao companies send cash, luxury cars, and villas. They enjoy the dividends of the mobile Internet and make a lot of money. But looking at the stories these companies ask the media to write, it’s easy to see that such lavish bonuses are more about promoting themselves.
In this environment of mass innovation and entrepreneurship, capital and talent are rushing into the Internet sector, and new companies are springing up like mushrooms. Startups with no results, no output, no gimmicks, and no gossip will soon be lost to the tide. Many companies do not focus on the deep field, polishing the product, but through this way to show off the wealth to brush the presence of the original purpose, but it is always successful.
There are two extremes to the Internet. The first is the silent wealth type, such as some companies engaged in gray industry or even yellow industry, they dare not be too ostently, constantly changing the domain name, the transfer of servers, using various means to avoid government scrutiny. The other is the momentum of the day, they will be said to subvert the industry, subvert the world. They package themselves with new concepts, new ideas, new technologies. Years go by and you find their products still sitting on powerpoint and never actually hitting the ground.
Of course, most of the Internet enterprises are still doing practical things, they change people’s clothing, food, housing and transportation, to bring great convenience to people, this is beyond doubt. I am looking forward to joining such a vigorous field as soon as possible. If you are responsible for a product that can affect millions of people, the sense of accomplishment naturally need not be described too much.
After that, I spent nearly half a month reading books and practicing, and making up for my shortcomings in programming knowledge. Finally, I regained confidence and made up my mind to jump ship. However, a piece of gossip that Hao Childe revealed to me made me back off.
He got the inside information that “the company’s profits have improved this year compared to last year, and the department has a nice year-end bonus”. He advised me to wait until after the Spring Festival to get my annual bonus. Who has a problem with money? After much thought, I decided to give the company another chance.
Lao Pan told me that I missed the best time to jump ship for the sake of a tiny profit, and I will regret it in the future. It is true that the year before is a good time to make a career move, with a batch of year-end bonus recipients ready to make a move. As jobs move, some decent positions become available.
Pan’s relentless overtime work and dedication to product excellence earned him the title of the company’s Best Newcomer of the Year and a year-end bonus of 50,000 yuan. He dangled his new iPhone in front of my eyes, stimulating me with an artificial look, like a nouveau riche.
(11)
A few days later, however, Lao Pan began to frown and sigh. As soon as you get rich, people start thinking about you. I didn’t have any savings, so nobody missed me. But Lao Pan is different, he just got 50,000 yuan year-end bonus, people miss. Thinking about old Pan Qian is not the other people is Pan Fu.
Lao Pan has a brother, two years younger than him, who has been hanging around his hometown since dropping out of junior high school without a proper job. Although Pan Di is idle and idle, his love life is good. He talked about an object and prepared to get married after the New Year.
I do not know from which year, the countryside began to popular before marriage to the building to the car and money. The girls put the village one hundred square meters of a mansion, do not have to county, the city nest like buildings. However, in the city, they had no real livelihood and could not stand on their own. Eventually, they had to stay in the countryside to work on the farm. Therefore, they bought the buildings in the county, and they could not live in the buildings in the city several times a year.
The truth is such a truth, but the mother-in-law can no matter, other people have a building and a car, their own home girl nature can not be wronged. A rising tide lifts all boats, with the rising demand for housing, county housing prices are also changing with each passing day, brave peak.
Lao Pan’s family made a living by farming, and they didn’t save much money these years. After several rounds of negotiations with the girl, the girl’s family made some compromises: if she marries Pan di, the building must be prepared, and as for the bride price, the car can be postponed, but the girl must be able to drive the car within two years.
County house cheap also get 200,000, Pan Fu hard a year, but also barely to maintain a balance. Only when times are good, there is a little surplus in the family, and all of a sudden, there is no such money. Pan Fu suddenly remembered the eldest son that works in Beijing —- old Pan. After giving up Lao Pan as a college student, it’s time to give back.
These days, Old Pan and his father kept quarreling on the phone. Even though they were speaking the local language, which I didn’t quite understand, I could sense the anger on both sides.
(12)
On the weekend, I invited Lao Pan to have a barbecue at a roadside food stall. Old Pan ordered several beers, one after another. Wine and meat wear intestines, he began to complain to me, I only give my life to accompany the gentleman.
“I don’t understand why my father thinks I will stay in Beijing and not go back to my hometown to support him in retirement,” Pan confided as he poured a glass of wine. He felt that the burden of supporting his old age would eventually fall on my brother, so it was only natural for me to give him money to buy a house.”
I knew I was going to get drunk tonight from the way Pen was gritting his teeth. I opened the remaining bottles of beer and said, “You will definitely stay in Beijing. Your father is right.”
Old Pan gulped down a bottle of beer and hiccoughed quickly. “If I were rich, would I be able to let him drink? Besides, I earned my money through hard work. He always thought I could make money easily by working in an office. Brought me up, left my brother to suffer back home. Is it my fault my brother dropped out of school to work on a farm? He has been used to not going to school.”
I drank half a bottle of wine in front of me, and the bitter wine brought back bitter memories: “Ah, sometimes old people’s thoughts are really hard to understand, and my father is the same. I told him I was tired after a long day at work. My father says that sitting in an office all day, warm in winter and cool in summer, is not tiring. He does hard work for other people’s factories, that is really tiring. I really want him to see our living environment and the Beijing subway during rush hour every day. Take a good look, what the hell are we living in Beijing? Whether they see on TV, the wine, BMW cars.”
Soon there were four or five bottles on the table. Lao Pan looked at me with wandering eyes and said, “My father is just like that, but he is Lao Zi and I am my son. My brother is also his mother is not sensible, not a thing, the whole son of a Wolf. When I was in college, I scrimped and worked to make money, how many cell phones I bought for him and how many bills I charged. He said that if I didn’t lend him the money, he would have lost his happiness and I would be the sinner of Lao Pan’s family.”
“Your brother is still too young to know the sufferings of the world and how hard money is to earn shit to eat.”
We drank and cursed till the moon was bright and Old Pan was unconscious.
He said a lot of tough words and drank a lot of bitter wine, but Lao Pan finally sent the tens of thousands of yuan he had saved back home. After sending the money, Lao Pan told me that he felt very upset. He planned to stay in the company this Spring Festival instead of going back to his hometown and earn overtime pay.
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