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Last summer, I finally made up my mind to leave this enterprise. On that day, I sorted out the work data accumulated for many years and gave them to my colleagues in need, but there was still 187 kg of data and hard work that nobody cared about. I waited and waited until I was desperate. I know that in this impetuous state-owned enterprise, everyone is in danger, and there is no sense of responsibility and historical responsibility. No one respects knowledge, talents and history. Everyone is waiting for the "flop" and "change of blood" of the enterprise, and they are all concerned about where the train will go. Selfishness, like a ghost, penetrates everyone's soul and becomes the master of behavior. Let you believe that for all sentient beings, personal future is far more important than enterprise future. When the environment changes, people's hearts will change. I shouldn't have hoped that my colleagues in the archives would suddenly appear in front of me and say, "For the sake of the enterprise, for the future of the enterprise, please leave information." I know it's impossible, it's wishful thinking, but I'm still expecting and waiting. Twelve years of leadership assistant work includes policy research, enterprise research, meeting minutes, experience and lessons, negotiation and cooperation, investigation and research, digital data and so on. Wait a minute. Wen can wait for the body. Except for a few things that are filed according to regulations, all the other valuable things are in my hand. I am very distressed, but very helpless. Although I had several meals to see me off, no one mentioned this serious problem. When no one was there, the light was on, and finally no one knocked at the door. I calmed down and called the illiterate tattered king to get it. Valuable materials instantly turned into piles of old paper, piled into woven bags and carried to the tricycle downstairs. I can't bear to watch it any more, just like a mother selling her child, the child is crying loudly and my heart is bleeding. After receiving 92 yuan, my hands were shaking and my heart was shaking, but I didn't cry. "Old paper pile", who knows her value and importance! It is a kind of sadness for a sober person to encounter a confused environment. And this kind of sadness has no commemoration, no awakening, no awareness, no face. The traffic is rolling, who is who? I don't know and I don't want to know. Because I waited until the last moment to leave here! Hold on to the money and let it go. Waste paper is in a ball. I said to it, "It's all over."

I look around the office that is about to pass, and my heart is slightly sour and attached. A good enterprise has been stripped by a few people. Decoration and engineering are staged alternately. With money to spend and no loans, there is no way out in just a few years. At that time, I came here because of my admiration, but today I am tired of fame. Maybe someone will walk in optimistically tomorrow. Repeat my time, but he won't have my life and my story. Times have changed, yes. In the big environment, he will not be more handsome than me. Really, my cleverness is half personality and half times. He won't take it all, but I will take it all.

Outside the window, the big clock of the Pearl Building is just blocked by the newly built high-rise building. I closed my eyes one day, and July 7th seemed like a knot to me. The clock is fixed in my memory. It used to be the scenery and tips in front of me, and it was the place where I forgot to work, fantasize and think. Day and night. However, I want to end it myself. This is a busy era, a flickering process, a history from order to chaos. In such a history and environment, men are not like men and women are not like women. Good people can't live normally. Personal value is innocently wasted and sacrificed in the struggle, assassination and indifference between people. In China, there are too few jobs and too many people, so enterprises have their own potential rules of self-expansion-reduction-expansion-reduction. Even with enough wisdom, ability and money, who will not feel hurt after several rounds of vicious killing each other? Lonely in the world, the sun and the moon are boring. If you are a kind-hearted person, can you still live a natural and unrestrained life after "going through five customs and beheading six generals" It is cruel for people to kill animals. There is no doubt that people kill people?

I despise doing such a thing, and I am willing to give others a chance to live, so I have to choose to leave.

Look in the mirror, I'm getting old. Time is fair and selfless. I used to be full of vigor and vitality, beautiful and generous, graceful and personable, but now my style has gone with the wind. But I am satisfied with my old age. I am content with the years and generously left me with pure and determined eyes. Therefore, I am willing to be so lucky to grow old.

I took down two calligraphy works I wrote. One is Lu Xun's famous sentence: "there are many races who are not complacent and always have hope for eternal progress;" Woe to the people who only complain and don't reflect! Sad! " The other is Zhang Li's lyric poem "Starting from scratch". Time flies, and the meaning is not old. If it makes sense, it always radiates the light of philosophy. At this time, they are honing me with great strength, and they are not worried about loneliness or boredom. There is nothing of mine in the house. Only my breath lingers. I wiped the table, knocked on the floor, and then closed the door, closing the contact with this enterprise. I go my own way.

Let yourself "empty cup to zero" again. Twelve years ago, that's how I entered this enterprise. I wore a long shawl and a medium-long sapphire blue suit outside Tsing Yi. I pushed open the door of the general manager, shook hands with him politely and confidently, looked him in the eye and said with a smile, "I want to be your work assistant." Please give me a chance? " Tomorrow I will be more confident to open the door of another boss. That must be a better door! Because I firmly believe that the beauty of the world lies in closing a door and opening a window. This window is a better door. What is talent? Talent is the person with the longest life radius; A person who takes pleasure in work and avoids right and wrong; It's just the wealth of enterprises that can't help people's plight. I shook my head and smiled, not laughing at myself. I wish the streets were full of Sophora japonica rain. However, I know in my heart that this is not the season when Sophora japonica blooms. However, it doesn't matter, that day will come. "One life, two lives, three lives, three lives is everything."