On the way to Longhua Training School, I thought about it and decided to quit this part-time training job. Firstly, the income was not high. Secondly, although the working hours were short every day, sometimes it was expensive to take a taxi from elsewhere. Thirdly, I

I plan to go to the science and technology park to fight guerrilla warfare.

When I arrived in Longhua, I discussed my ideas with the boss. The boss said that I was very popular among the students. If it was a matter of salary, he could give me a few hundred yuan more. I still refused cruelly.

At the request of the boss, I gave everyone the last class. The boss also came to the stage to explain before the get out of class ended, saying that I would not be able to teach you anymore due to family reasons. Everyone reluctantly said goodbye to each other. I saw it again from them. Ordinary people's desire for knowledge and skills.

I left the training center with a little melancholy, walked out of the building, and stood on the street waiting for the bus. A student ran over.

"Teacher Gou, can you give me your QQ number?"

I am very impressed by this student. He is from Anhui and his name is Yun Pengcheng. He is actually two years older than me. He works in a factory as an assembly line worker, but he is very eager to learn and works hard.

I looked at him and said: "Teacher, I only have this QQ account. All the others I had before were given to others..."

"No, teacher, I just want to add you as a friend."

Sorry, I misunderstood. I read out my QQ number to him. He left in a hurry, without bringing his cell phone, pen and paper. He thanked me and said, "Teacher, I will definitely learn Office well," and then I muttered it.

My QQ number goes back.

I shouted from behind: "Pengcheng!"

He turned around: "Teacher?"

I said: "You are a man. You can only find secretarial jobs after you only study ofiice. You do not have a high degree of education. You should learn more skills. The teacher also knows a lot of design software and can teach you in the future - the bus is here, you

Remember to contact me."

Yun Pengcheng waved to me happily.

I got on the bus to Futian.

The bus on the weekend afternoon was not as crowded as commuting on weekdays. It shook all the way, changed buses midway, and finally arrived at Huaqiangbei.

I like to go to Huaqiangbei, not because I like to go shopping there. As a man, I always think about what I buy in advance. When shopping, I go straight to the goal, go straight to the point, and leave after buying.

But going to Huaqiangbei is different. I like to walk around, look at my mobile phone, my computer, and other digital products.

But this time, I didn't go to Huaqiangbei to see digital products.

I remember there was a large jewelry store in Huaqiangbei with the words "duty-free" written on it.

Why go to this place?

Since I have never been to other places, I thought it would be cheaper since it is tax-free.

It’s a man’s nature to get straight to the point.

I walked into the duty-free jewelry store and expressed my intention to choose a ring as a birthday gift for my girlfriend.

The shopping guide talked a lot, and I didn’t understand many professional terms. It was the first time I bought such an expensive gift, and I was a little at a loss when choosing. I only told the beauty that my budget was 5,000, and I could increase it by 10% at most.

, you can choose for me within this range, and the others are your major.

Finally, I chose a diamond ring with a style and price that suited my taste, but I hesitated because I wasn't sure whether she liked it or not, and I wasn't sure whether the ring size was suitable. I could only make an estimate, and the shopping guide asked me.

I was confused and told me that the ring size can be adjusted and my girlfriend can change the style if she doesn’t like it.

I paid the money and left the jewelry store with the gift.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and it was December 12th, Lin Xiaojuan’s birthday.

I put work and making money aside for a while. I came downstairs to her company early in the afternoon and waited for her to get off work.

I sat in the waiting area of ​​the lobby, touching the diamond ring box in my pocket, and silently recited the lines in my heart over and over again.

Before it was time to get off work, around four o'clock, she ran out.

I saw her running towards me happily, and couldn't help but ask: "Why, you got off work so early today?"

She said: "It's my birthday. I'm afraid you'll have to wait a long time, so I asked for leave."

I held her hand and said, "Okay, Brother Han will take you to eat something delicious today."

Lin Xiaojuan said: "This outfit is too inconvenient. I work overtime every day. I want to go back and change into something looser, okay?"

I looked at her in a professional suit. She looked good, but high heels, a hip-hugging skirt, and a small suit were really not convenient for relaxing and playing.

"Well, let's go back and change clothes."

On the way back to rent an apartment, Lin Xiaojuan was very busy. Friends kept calling her and sending messages to wish her a happy birthday. She kept chatting with different relatives and friends in her native dialect or Mandarin, saying thank you.

Compared with my birthday, which is so deserted that sometimes my mother forgets about it, there is really a big difference.

"Brother Han, the village committee is looking for you."

I picked up my phone and opened the QQ message. The information in the "Bubble Village Committee" organized by our classmates in Shenzhen was covered by the old man's building.

At first, Mo Lanlan shouted in the group, "It's Juan Xian'er's birthday today, let's get together."

Everyone was making noises, saying that Shuhan pretended not to see the message, for fear of treating him.

Everyone said something to me.

Emotions are high.

I didn't originally plan to ask them to come.

Unexpectedly, everyone remembered Lin Xiaojuan’s birthday. It seems that my plan will change today.

The original plan was to take her to have a romantic candlelight dinner today, drink some red wine, and then in a romantic atmosphere, he would easily get down on one knee and propose to her with a sincere face.

I understand that the proposal needs to be witnessed by relatives and friends.

My idea is to ask for her permission in private first, and then ask for it publicly in the presence of relatives and friends.

Lin Xiaojuan's mother's attitude made me have unnecessary worries, and Lin Xiaojuan's contact with Director Lin also made me have unnecessary thoughts.

The time I proposed to my mother with her gold ring, it was informal.

This time, I would rather ask for opinions.

If, in case Lin Xiaojuan has other ideas in her heart, I propose in front of everyone, and everyone is booing her, but she takes my face into consideration and agrees, but actually she is already shaken about me, then wouldn't I be taking advantage of my classmates and others?

Taking advantage of her liking my villain.

If I have a daughter, I also hope that she can choose her lover wisely.

After all, love is love and marriage is marriage.

I really hope she can marry me, but I also hope she will marry me willingly.

And not because we've been talking for so many years.

Not to mention that I look pitiful.

Who wouldn’t be pitiful? Tang Bohu hadn’t washed his hands for more than ten days and all ten of his fingers were black. Isn’t that pitiful?

Maybe if I share this concept, many people will scold me.

I'm not a saint, and I don't need to erect an archway.

I have never been poor, and I don’t know what it is like to live in poverty. I am afraid of poverty, and I am even more afraid that Lin Xiaojuan will live a poor life with me.

Some people have never experienced the impermanence of life. Temporary success does not mean that there will always be success. I can indeed make some money now, but what is this money?

My father's family was poor when he was young, which was a characteristic of that era. Later, my father used his intelligence and hard work to become a man of great influence from all over the country.

The results of it?

It seems like a disease can bring down a whole family.

In fact, it is because of poverty.

The biggest difference between poverty and wealth is not other things, but how much strength you use to cope with a disaster, and how long it takes to stand up after the disaster is over.

Don’t poor people deserve love?

No, of course poor people deserve love.

It's just that the poor think more about their love.

Pan Shilong said before, if you have any ideas, just ask, don't get me wrong, but every time the words came to my lips, I swallowed them back.

I feel like my mood is almost the same as my mother's chronic strep throat. I want to vomit but can't, so I can only swallow it back.

Uncomfortable!

When we arrived at the rental house, Xiaojuan went to the bedroom to change clothes, while I sat in the living room and replied to Mo Lanlan's messages.

I checked online a few days ago and found out that there is a good Western restaurant in Nanshan. I even made a special reservation. The plan only considered two people. It would definitely not be suitable for so many of us to go there.

Well, the wallet doesn't fit.

My wallet is not worthy of that Western restaurant.

I replied to everyone in the Paopao Village Committee, saying that I was busy on weekdays, but also thought it was not the weekend, so I didn’t want to cause trouble to everyone. Since everyone was so passionate, let’s pick a place and I would host it for our sister Juan.

How about a lively birthday, you choose the place?

After much picking and choosing, everyone unanimously recommended going to Buji Street.

Because, it's convenient.
To be continued...