My Youthful Days in Shenzhen

This kind of realistic writing made me deeply immersed in the situation. I went to Dongguan Dalingshan Taiwanese Factory in 2003, and then to Qingxi Japanese Factory... Those days still fascinate me when I think about them now. If you are not a supervisor, you will definitely pursue him to the end.

I want to temporarily forget the pain of life. But reading this article, it gave me a feeling that I can't bear to look back on the past. There is always a painful memory of death attacking me. There are tears, unforgettable, unbearable to look back, pain and joy...

The writing is really good, very lifelike and vivid!

Do you feel that the protagonist is a fool who is anxious to quit his job before finding a suitable job? Are you sick? The miserable road to job hunting that follows is all self-inflicted. Who made you resign before you could find your next job? I can only say that you deserve it.

I really can't stand it anymore. The writing is okay, but the first person perspective is particularly uncomfortable. What an awkward rush

After reading novels online for so long, this is the most real one I think. I give the author a thumbs up. In this book, although I think the male protagonist and female protagonist should be together, what makes me sad the most is Zhu Xiaoman who is not in the character. Sometimes you can really just say that creation makes people happy!

Reality is too painful, I don't want to suffer again in online articles

The writing is good, but I also graduated with a general undergraduate degree in 1998 and joined a Japanese-owned electronics factory in Zhongshan City to work in quality management. The monthly basic salary is 1,200 yuan with no food included, 3 yuan per meal in the factory canteen, and overtime pay is 7.5 Yuan per hour. A year later, I went to a factory in Chegongmiao, Shenzhen, and received a monthly salary of 2,000 yuan.

Why aren't so many people reading such a good book? Write too little?

Why do you write it in the first person? It looks awkward.