Chapter 438

However, only he knows, he can't, this is his own choice of road, he must unswervingly go on.

Jiang Yihui is a normal person with self-respect, feelings and thinking. It's a man who has passed his thirties. He's not a child. He can't do these irresponsible acts any more.

No matter how hard it is, no matter how tired it is, no matter how hard it is, no matter how hard it is.

Because, in any case, that's what he has to go through.

There is no noble reason, just because he wants to live, he wants to eat, he wants to live.

After smoking a cigarette, Jiang Yihui sat back on the chair with a broken leg, holding the printing paper in his hand and reciting the cliches on the paper.

How difficult this road is, only through to really know, do not fall is not to learn to grow.

How painful it is to fall is known only after trying. When you stand up again, you can make yourself not fall in the same place next time.

In the face of difficulties, the only way is to solve rather than escape.

No matter how hard it is, he believes that there will be a day to look back! At that time, he will find that these so-called setbacks are not worth mentioning at all.

A month later, Jiang Yihui's job search did not make any progress.

The failure hit him again and again, but also let him learn something more or less.

Mother Jiang called, but she was still reluctant to be her only son. Her voice was flattering and cautious. "Huizi, today I asked my aunt to make your favorite sweet and sour ribs. Would you like to come back and have a taste?"

"No, I don't like sweet and sour spareribs now," he said

As soon as the words came out, mother Jiang on the other end of the phone was stunned for several seconds before she came back to herself, "Oh, it doesn't matter, then tell mother what you like to eat, mother let people..."

Jiang's mother's words had not finished, but Jiang Yihui interrupted, "don't bother, I have something else to do, hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yihui holds the suit prepared for today's interview in his hand, and his shirt is wet through. Standing in the dazzling sun, his mind reverberates with the words of being humiliated just now.

Yang Lei, a senior high school classmate of Jiang Yihui, was a humble poor student in his class. Now he is the marketing director of a medium-sized enterprise.

He was wearing a pair of gold rimmed eyes, a suit of good material, and a famous Swiss watch with more than 100000 yuan in his hand. Holding his neck high, he looked down at Jiang Yihui. His sarcastic and schadenfreude words fell down unprepared.

"Jiang Yihui, I didn't expect you to have today. I heard that your family has driven you out. How about that? Does it feel good to have nothing? "

"Jiang Yihui, why don't you talk? You used to see people through your nostrils? What's the matter now? Why don't you dare to raise your head? "

"Do you remember that you left all my textbooks in the toilet? You said that I was born in such a way that I was a fool who could not be on the stage. Now, tell me, who is stupid? "

"You can't even tell how much weight you have. What are you stupid?"

"What else can a person like you, who has no strength or ability, have to live in the shade of your parents and let them support you for a lifetime? Look, now is the best explanation. You are nothing but a poor man who can't find a job. "

"In high school, you said that people are divided into three, six and nine grades. Now, I'm standing on top of you, but you're talking about the current level and grade of you?"