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After graduating in 1998, I couldn't get along with the units assigned by the school. About 200 a month, and we have to wait for financial payment. When I see the payslip, I subtract the figures here and there, and I always have 65,438+073.80 cents left in my hand. The figures on the payroll are the same every month, either one more point or one less hair, which is more accurate than a woman's menstrual period.
1999. I was twenty years old.
I came to Liuzhou and took refuge in a friend who grew up playing. My friend's name is Yuan Xin. He swept over and said, "Oh, all the big bags and small bags are here. Are you going to stay for a long time?" "What's the matter, don't you welcome? I'm here to guide your sex life, "I said. That's my tone. I am also an optimistic person before I die. The sky is falling, I will die anyway, and I don't know anything with my eyes closed. What the fuck? Happiness is real. Put down the bag, ignore anything, stretch your feet and fall asleep.
In the evening, Yuan Xin woke me up and took me to a food stall, ordered some dishes and drank a bottle of beer. Yuan Xin said, "What the fuck is wrong with you? Why did you run out when you were not working? " "I'm so fucking tired. ...