Everyone
went to work the next day.
Donald had a good sleep at home and didn't get up until 10 am.
This time, he had to write a speech.
He was actually no stranger to such things.
He was a problematic student in his previous life.
He would often write a self-reflection of 6000 words.
Then, he recited it in front of thousands of students.
The speech and the letter of self-reflection were actually not very different, but there was a difference in direction.
One was to reflect on his mistakes.
The other was to praise his own merits.
However, there were techniques to praising oneself.
For example, Donald himself.
You can't say that it's because I'm talented, nor can you say that it's because of the system's help.
He could only say that under the wise leadership of the factory's leaders, under the care and love of his colleagues, and under the guidance of his own diligence, endurance, and positive learning attitude, he used more than three years to become a Level 8 fitter from an ordinary person with no skills at all.
He had to always show his collectivity, leadership, and finally his own initiative.
This was called the philosophy of life.
This kind of thing might be unbelievable in the eyes of a hothead who had just come out of society.
However, those old foxes who had been beaten up by society could understand the true meaning behind this!
There was a slight difference between a speech and a self-reflection letter.
The speech had to drive the atmosphere of the audience.
He wrote a sentence. What kind of tone and emotion did he use to read this sentence? If he was afraid that he would forget, he would add a parenthesis note.
There was also a gesture that needed to be made after each sentence, such as slamming the table or waving his fists.
Usually, when there was such a movement, the recitator had to pause to give the audience time to applaud.
He spent two hours writing a 1500-word speech.
After a final check, he confirmed that there were no problems.
After the ink dried, Donald folded the speech and put it in his pocket.
There was no point in writing too much.
No one wanted to listen to you talk like this for half an hour.
It was best to enunciate the words clearly, read slowly, and read with emotion. It was best to leave about five minutes of blank space.
At noon, he ate some leftovers from last night and heated them up casually.
In the afternoon, he planned to go to the library to read and improve himself.
It was mainly because some books were really interesting at this time.
Donald met Liu Guangfu in the public toilet at the entrance of the alley.
Good heavens.
At first, he thought that Liu Guangfu was also a transmigrator with his own system and had awakened the Shura Eye.
His eyes were bloodshot.
"Guangfu, what happened to your eyes? Is it inflamed?"
"You saw how my father beat me up last night. He chased me for almost an hour just for a small piece of egg.
In the end, I thought I'd let him hit me a few times to vent his anger.
So there was a time when I couldn't block it, just that time, sigh!
He hit his temple.
Everything I see now is still bloody, and there is a red light everywhere.”
"Hiss, your father is too ruthless. It's fine if he hits your thigh or arm. Anyway, the flesh is thick. If it hurts, then it hurts. Isn't he afraid that you'll die if he hits your temple directly?”
Donald gasped.
Although he had joked with Second Master last night, he did not expect Second Master to be so ruthless to his own son.
This was a death blow.
"Sometimes, I feel like I'm not my father's biological son. Among us brothers, only Big Brother hasn't been beaten up.
When I grow up and have a job, I'll immediately move out.
I can't stay in this house anymore. It's too dangerous.”
Donald suddenly realized that this kid was actually quite useful.
Especially against his father.
Because he had no feelings for his father at all. In fact, there was even enmity between them.
To deal with a villain like Second Master who liked to complain behind his back, it was best to have a spy who had infiltrated the internal department.
"Right, Guangfu, how old are you?”
"16."
"Virtual or one year old?"
"I'm born on the first day of the first lunar month."
"Then this is easy to remember. Your virtual year is the same as a year old.
You're already 16 years old now, so you can start working.”
"Sigh! How could it be that easy? Not to mention those who are organized, each radish is a pit. It's not my turn at all.
Temporary workers who were not authorized could not enter the factory if they were not related.”
Liu Guangfu sighed.
"I do have a spot in my hands. As long as you're willing to work hard and learn, I guarantee that you'll become a full-time employee in half a year.”Donald suddenly remembered that Manager Yang had given him three interns, but he had not used them yet.
"Really? But why? Although we don't have any grudges between us, our relationship isn't that good.”
He didn't expect this kid to be so simple-minded and smart.
"We all live in the same courtyard, and we see each other all the time. We grew up together, and I'm only two and a half years older than you. To be honest, I can't bear to see you injured today.
Since you have the ambition to split up with your father and rely on yourself, I will provide you with a platform. However, it will depend on you in the end.”
"Big Brother Tang, you're my big brother. Liu Guangqi can only be at the back of the line.”
This kid was very smart. As expected of someone who grew up on the streets.
Suddenly, Donald heard a rumbling sound.
"What? After your father beats you up, he won't give you food to eat? Is he really your biological father? This is too much. I feel sorry for you.”
The rumbling sound was Liu Guangfu's stomach, warning him of hunger.
"He did let me eat, but he only ate half a bun in the morning. That old fart ate eggs and white steamed buns by himself.”
Liu Guangfu had a deep grudge against his father.
It was no wonder that the original plot would not provide for his father's retirement and even had designs on their house.
Parents are not kind, children are not filial.
This was normal.
"Let's go. I'll take you to the state-owned restaurant to eat dumplings.”
Small favors were sometimes necessary.
"Dumplings?"
"Yes, it's stuffed with cabbage and pork.”
"Brother, let's go. From now on, if you say go east, I won't go west. If you say hit a dog, I won't chase a chicken.”
"Alright, I just hope you remember my good points in the future.”
"That won't do. From now on, you're my brother.”
The two of them came to the side of the road, where there was a small state-owned restaurant.
"Comrade, give me a catty of dumplings with cabbage and pork filling.”
"Just you wait."
Donald was already used to the service attitude at this time.
It was a seller's market after all, so it was understandable.
One jin of dumplings didn't mean that the whole thing weighed one jin.
Instead, they were dumplings made with a pound of flour.
Two large basins were filled.
This dumpling used a catty of flour, two taels of meat, and a catty of cabbage.
Therefore, he needed a pound of food stamps and two taels of meat stamps. As for the cabbage, he didn't need a ticket.
There was also an additional 40 cents.
It was really cheap, but it was mainly because it was harder to get a hostage.
Fortunately, he had exchanged some in the black market before.
Factory Manager Yang also gave him some.
The hostages in his hands were still considered rich.
It was definitely enough to eat some dumplings.
Liu Guangfu was tearing up as he ate.
"Brother, you don't know. I haven't eaten meat for five years.”
"That can't be. There's always meat during the New Year. Besides, your father has about two and a half pounds of meat every year. How can he not eat meat for five years?”
"Really, I'm not lying to you. "Five years ago, the last time I ate meat, it was my mother who secretly gave it to me. Moreover, it wasn't proper meat, but a piece of pig skin. However, it was still discovered by my father later.
Naturally, I couldn't avoid a beating. Even my mother was scolded for a long time. From then on, the thing I ate most like meat was peanuts.”
It was really heartbreaking to hear it and tears to see it.
This was too tragic.
It would be another story to say that his family was poor and could not afford it.
However, for a Level-7 worker's family, even if they did not have a meat ticket to buy some meat from the black market, it was nothing.
It was impossible to eat meat every day.
Eating it once a month was not a problem.
In such a family, they had not eaten a piece of meat for five consecutive years.
How much grievance would he have to suffer?
"What about your father? Don't your big brothers eat meat too?" Donald asked.
"All the delicious food in the house is eaten by my father and brother. Even if they can't finish it in one meal, they will hide the rest and heat it up for the second meal.
Me and my brother, wuwuwu, ahhhh! How pitiful!"
A man's tears are not light, but they haven't reached the point of sadness.
Liu Guangfu was like a 140-pound child.
Donald stood up, walked to Liu Guangfu's side, and patted him on the shoulder.
"It's okay. I'll take care of you in the future. You'll have meat to eat every month.”
"Brother! Brother!"
Liu Guangfu didn't know whether his words had hit his tears, but he cried even harder.
"Alright, don't cry. Hurry up and eat. If you don't eat, the dumplings will fall. Oh right, these two big bowls are for you.”
"Yes, I eat the words of the word"
Even though his tears and snot had already dripped into the bowl, Liu Guangfu didn't mind at all.
He took a spoon and ate one at a time.
In the end, he didn't even let go of the soup and chopped green onions.
Two large pots of dumplings.
All of it went into his stomach.
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