What is the taste of the beginning of the North drift?

When I first internship in 2007, in a luxurious office building in the East Third Ring Road, I had to take the bus two hours to get to the company every morning from the school gate in Haidian District. One day there was a lot of heavy rain, and I was just taking a bus together with a male student. I was particularly tired that day, because I worked overtime the night before, and it was especially early in the morning, so I fell asleep on the bus. My classmates didn't know which station I got off at, so when I woke up I found that I had already sat down. At that time, I was very scared and sent a newsletter to my leader, telling him that because of the heavy rain car, it is particularly difficult to sit, I have to be late. Then I went off the car with the classmate and ran back. He wore a big, big coat that day. He put his coat up with his arms and put it on the heads of both of us. We were under the dress and opened our legs and ran wildly in the heavy rain. The huge splash of water splashed from under the feet, and our clothes, trousers and shoes, including the hair, were all wet. I have always remembered that scene, like the super exciting in the movie, running wildly in the heavy rain, it may take a lifetime. After I arrived at the company, my body was soaked. I didn't have time to tell the leader that I was going to get the clothes down. I sat in the chair like that, and opened the computer to work. Looking at the way my colleagues are dressed in suits and suits, my only hope is that one day, whether I can live is not so embarrassing, the next rain does not even have an umbrella.

Also in this company, I have two leaders. The big leader is a Tsinghua beauty, and the mentality is particularly peaceful. The other girl seems to be a particularly arrogant person. At first glance, the family is superior and sharp, I A little scared of her. One day the leader asked me to find a piece of information? I looked for two hours. When the information was handed over, the very arrogant girl stood up and shouted at the foreign director. "Isn't that important information, you didn't see it? Baidu search It’s the first one. Why didn’t you put it in?” I was terrified at the time, and I’m rushing to see it. It turned out that although it was the first piece of information, it had nothing to do with the information I was looking for, but the topic was somewhat similar. I quickly told her the reason. She was a little embarrassed, but she still had some anger. The Tsinghua’s big leader heard me and said, “Don’t be nervous, she is like that. You should do your thing well.” The arrogant girl probably heard this. If you stand up, come up and tell me: "Go to a certain place to send this file information, hurry." In fact, the place is very close to the company, it will take about ten minutes to walk, when I hold When the information went downstairs, I felt that the wind was so good that the sun was good. I could run out of it in the cold room. Although it was used as a human flesh, the mood was still very good and I felt particularly free. At that moment, I realized my embarrassment. I think if one day, the work that is no longer so scary, can be satisfied like them without being restrained.

When I was speaking in Harbin a few days ago, a reader asked me: "I read a few of your books. I think that you were really working hard during your internship and lived in a very dangerous and unsafe house. If there is One day let you choose again, will you still choose such a hard life?"

In fact, I didn't feel that I was very hard in those years. I really didn't think that even when I was drifting in Beijing, I was the most helpless and poorest. I didn't feel very hard when I was going to take the bus or take the MRT every day. When I got off work from the most luxurious office building in Beijing every day, I went back to the pottery building where I lived. When I was at the door of the yard and ate a few cents of mala, I didn't feel that I was working hard. It’s not that this is not a motivational quote, nor is it a famous saying of chicken blood. When you haven't experienced better, and you know that you don't have the good life, you can't feel the hard work. Compared to no house, no formal work, my background, can work in a tall company, working with many outstanding people from many famous universities, is already very lucky. I am not a child of a nobleman, nor a princess prince. My life has always been very ordinary. I don't know when I can be less hard, but I don't have any thoughts. Just work hard. Yeah, this is the normal life of an ordinary person in Beijing. It is quite normal.

As a small north drift, the first house I lived after working, in the two-story small building, there was a spicy stall at the door. I think the stall owner is a girl wearing a big apron and a set. Wearing a sleeve and cooking it, her boyfriend is constantly collecting money to find money and so on. One day it was Valentine's Day. When I was in the past, the boy just ran back and bought a red rose of 10 dollars on the road for the girl. The girl looked ashamed and held her rose with her head down and said, "How many strings do we have to buy to earn back?" The boy didn't talk, then he looked down and collected money to find money. We looked at the two while holding the plates and looking at them. The heart felt really good.

I remember that there were a lot of indigenous people in Beijing who lived in the big yard. They gathered at the gate to chat. I have been eating spicy food for a long time, and I know a few of them. Because I eat very little, they always think that I am because I have no money to eat. One day when I first started eating, a grandfather ran to the place where the vegetables were sold. He took a lettuce and peeled off the leaves and placed them on a spicy plate. "You have to eat more, you want Eat more, today I treat you, this lettuce is yours." I said that I can't eat, he kept going like he didn't listen to me, and the two stall owners didn't stop him at all.

I remembered the picture very clearly now. He squinted at the cigarette, rubbed his head, rolled his eyes, and threw the leaves of the vegetable, and continued to use the mouth of the cigarette to smack and say: " Eat more. Point, eat more, this lettuce is yours."