Three hundred million smashed in the face: a crazy reversal of life
The "wonderfulness" of sad daily life
I, Su Xiaonuan, a "little strong" struggling tenaciously in a big city, stage a real version of "Les Miserables" every day. Take a look at my job. I work as a copywriter in a pitifully small advertising company. I call it a "creative worker", but in fact I am a "creative coolie" who is crushed by both the client and my boss.
Early this morning, I was woken up by a series of life-threatening calls from Party A. On the other end of the phone, Party A's loud voice was like a tweeter, "Su Xiaonuan, what the hell is that plan you gave me yesterday? It's uncreative and totally inconsistent with our brand tone! Change it for me quickly, I have to hand over a new one this afternoon!" I responded in a daze, but I was roaring in my heart: "Brother, you changed it to three o'clock last night, do you think I'm tough?"
When I arrived at the company, my butt was still hot, and the boss floated to my desk like a ghost, "Xiao Nuan, you have to work harder this month on performance. If you are still lagging behind, the company will not be able to support idle people." I could only put on a smile that was uglier than crying, "Don't worry, boss, I will work hard!" But I silently complained in my heart: "I only pay this salary, but I still want the horse to run and not eat grass."
I finally made it to lunch break and was about to eat some instant noodles to comfort my poor stomach. My colleague Xiao Li came over again and said, "Sister Nuan, help me make a form. I'm too busy right now." Looking at the "sincere" look on his face, I really wanted to say back to him: "What does it have to do with me if you are too busy?" But after thinking about it, I gritted my teeth and agreed.
