After all this tossing, Yang Xiaohong couldn't sleep well. She was in a daze until dawn, and even forgot to make breakfast. When she heard the door banging outside, she woke up - her daughter had gone to work.

At that moment, she didn't even bother to wash up. She just gathered her hair with her hands and chased her out with her bag.

It gets up early in the summer morning in Sichuan. It's only eight o'clock. The streets are already full of busy people and traffic, and the hustle and bustle of Chengdu is rushing towards you. Yang Xiaohong grew up in a small town in her hometown of Nong County.

When she got here, she loved the metropolitan atmosphere here.

My daughter works in the High-tech Zone, and she has to take a bus from Jitou for about an hour every day. Now that the city center is gradually moving southward, the High-tech Zone has become the most prosperous area, and of course housing prices are twice as high as here. Many migrant workers spend their days

I work there and go back to the old city in the evening. The commute is long and quite tiring.

Fortunately, Yang Xiaohong ran fast and saw Zhang Xixi getting on a bus from a distance. She threw a banknote to the breakfast stall next to her and followed her with a box of tofu puffs.

It was the morning rush hour, and the car was so crowded that it was impossible to even think about a seat. She was short and light, and when she was squeezed by the fierce IT men under the age of thirty-five who were coders around her, she stepped away from the car.

The ground, hanging in mid-air.

I couldn't help but feel horrified: Working at work is like fighting... That's right, it's a salary of ten to twenty thousand yuan, so I can't do it without working hard.

Thinking of her daughter Zhang Yue's monthly income of 20,000 yuan, she was secretly proud. She also thought: Back then, Zhang Jianshe and I opened a shop in the wind and rain, and closed the shop at nine o'clock every night, so we only made this amount.

This baby is quite popular, and now the mortgage and Lao Zhang’s medical bills all depend on her. The baby has become the mainstay of the family, and it’s not in vain that I have raised her for more than 20 years.

"It stinks!" A woman next to him rolled her eyes: "Is it ethical to eat such a delicious breakfast in an air-conditioned car in a confined space?"

Yang Xiaohong also rolled her eyes; "What do Sichuan people eat if they don't eat spicy food? Why don't you go out to bend the foot pole?" The bent foot pole is a contemptuous term given by local indigenous people to migrant workers in the city.

The woman glanced at her with a cold snort: "You look so shabby in your dress, you come from somewhere, right? You just eat tofu in the morning, you still complain, you have no quality, you might as well bend your legs!"

Yang Xiaohong is a housewife who doesn't usually dress up. When she does, no one notices her. The clothes on her body are getting old and new every year, and they are mended and patched by three people. She looks quite simple. Seeing that she is being looked down upon, she is annoyed and extremely dissatisfied:

"Who stipulates that you can't eat tofu in the morning? I have an authentic Wucheng District household registration. Hey, look at what I have hanging on my chest, a senior citizen bus card. Only locals have it."

Woman: "It's great to have a permanent residence in Chengdu, and it's great to have a senior citizen bus card! Aunt, if you go out so early, do you want to go to a wet market to buy vegetables, or go to the supermarket to get eggs? You can squeeze in with us for a little advantage, but you don't have to worry about crushing your old age.

?"

"Who is going to get the eggs? Please tell me clearly." Yang Xiaohong was so angry that her face turned purple and she was about to explode when the bus suddenly stopped and arrived at the stop.

She lost her balance and hit the tofu pudding in her hand on the head of the young man next to her.

The young man exclaimed: "My hair style, I spent 20,000 yuan to get a card."

How long have you been thinking about your hair style? Everyone laughed. The car door opened, and Yang Xiaohong yelled "No!" and took advantage of her small size to quickly squeeze through the cracks in the crowd and escape from the crime scene.

She knew that she had caused a lot of trouble today and might have to pay for it. A haircut is not cheap nowadays. Last month, Zhang Yue spent more than a thousand yuan to get her hair done. She was so angry that she almost vomited blood - there was

Money is not so bad.

After running only a few steps, she saw her daughter standing in front of her with a strange look on her face: "Mom, why are you here, and why didn't you say something to me?"

Fortunately, the bus had already set off and the young man did not chase after her. Yang Xiaohong breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I heard that there is a vegetable market here with fresh and cheap vegetables. I have always planned to come and have a look. You keep

We were crowded in front, there were so many people, and even if we shouted, we would not agree."

Zhang Joy: "There are vegetable markets everywhere. Why go so far? It's only an hour's bus ride away. You're not too young. There are so many people on the bus. It's really crowded. I have to serve you. Are you not causing trouble for your children?"

?"

Yang Xiaohong was displeased: "Shouldn't you be the one who takes care of the children and the elderly?"

"Old man, are there any old people like you? The young people in the car just now couldn't squeeze each other, and they even slapped people on the head."

Thinking of the embarrassed appearance of the young man just now, both mother and daughter let out a cry.

Zhang Joy: "I'm going to be late."

"Go quickly, go quickly." Yang Xiaohong waved her hand and watched her daughter walk into a building, thinking: "So Yaonv works here. It's such a tall building. The company is really strong."

The company Zhang Joy works for is called Chuanyun Network Technology Co., Ltd., which is engaged in Internet information, public welfare, and financial services. It is a benchmark for the same industry in Sichuan. The building stands in a prime location in the High-tech Zone, and the entire glass curtain wall shines goldenly in the sunset, blinding people.

Gouyan. Working in such a large factory, standing on the rooftop, blowing the summer breeze, overlooking the world, one can't help but have the illusion of being at the top of the world and having everything under control.

She came to work here after graduating from college, and grew up from an innocent and cute newbie to a P5. Her income is not bad among the migrant workers in Chengdu. Yes, she is what people call a coder, Program Yuan.

In her opinion, P5 is not enough. The so-called talent that I am born with must be useful, and the worries of young people should be ignored. Young people, who does not have the ideal of getting a promotion and a salary increase, becoming a general manager, becoming a CEO, and marrying a rich and beautiful woman?

Bah, bah, bah, I'm a girl, so naturally I want to marry a rich, handsome man.

However, just after the headquarters building was built, the Internet winter came. The big boss spent too much on building a building, and he blindly expanded some time ago, which made the capital chain tight. The company's life suddenly became difficult. Employees' salaries and benefits were cut again and again, until

Any further cutting will violate the labor law, so we will start killing people.

Zhang Yue's department is on the thirteenth floor of the building. The number thirteen is quite unlucky. The profession of coder is not irreplaceable in the labor market, and the salary is high. Once you reach the age of thirty-five, due to knowledge gaps, you can easily be

Elimination is purely a matter of youth.

As soon as the news of layoffs came, everyone was trembling with fear, for fear of becoming the target of HR.

When she entered the large room, she saw more than ten people typing something on the keyboard, and there was a loud crackling sound.

The job of a coder is actually quite easy. According to a joke, 60% of a programmer's working day is fishing, 30% browsing news pages and online shopping, and only 10% of the time

Typing code.

Every day when my colleagues go to work, they paddle lazily until four or five o'clock in the afternoon before writing a few lines and finishing the day's work. It's hard to live a comfortable life. It's still the first time to work hard like today.

Once again, the atmosphere in the office suddenly became tense. The usual chatter and laughter were no longer visible, only uneasiness remained - layoffs were inevitable, it just depended on how many layoffs and who? According to gossip, the company's ratio of downsizing to increase efficiency this time was 10%.

There are one or two people in this department who are leaving today and tomorrow. Anyway, now we have to look like we are working hard.

Zhang is usually a cheerful person who talks a lot, but everyone obviously has no intention of talking to her.

This depressing atmosphere was uncomfortable. No one spoke for the whole day, and I was so speechless. I finally waited until 4:30 in the afternoon and got ready to get off work. My colleagues booed with relief and finally had a good time again.

I haven't been called to talk for hours.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Zhang Joy felt funny and thought to himself, "How about it? It feels like there is a sword of Damocles hanging on your head. Isn't it uncomfortable? Who told you to fish for fish? If you don't work hard today, you will work hard to find tomorrow."

Work.

Xiao Zhang has nothing to worry about about layoffs. She was a top student in college, has good skills, and has completed several projects in the department, so she is considered a backbone. Moreover, she is only 28 years old this year, can work overtime, and has good knowledge.

The structure can still keep up with the times, so I can stay up for a few more nights and persist in this position until my youth passes.

However, those older brothers in their early thirties are a bit dangerous.

She packed her things and was about to leave when the phone rang. It was HR.
Chapter completed!