Cai Gen was still asleep on the camp bed.

The camp bed is very narrow, less than one meter wide, with a few iron pipes supporting a piece of canvas, with few focus points and very soft.

Because he bears Cai Gen's weight of 200 pounds, every time he turns over, the camp bed groans in pain.

The "squeak" and "squeak" sounds kept echoing in the empty shop. Cai Gen was sleeping uneasy and kept turning over.

He dreamed, and for Cai Gen, whose sleep quality has always been very high, the dream was also very new to him.

Is it a tourist attraction when standing on the top of a mountain yourself?

No plants, bare.

There is only one huge millstone, probably a millstone, but there are handrails like a rudder.

Various colorful thin lines are connected to millstones from the sky and the ground, which is very complex, a bit like the PCB circuit board that Cai Gen had seen before, and is still as complicated as 8-layer and 10-layer.

From time to time, various light spots fly into the center of the millstone.

Most of the black ones are, very few white ones are, even fewer other colors.

The black one entered the millstone without any reaction.

The white one enters the grinder, and the grinder rotates slightly.

Other colors enter the grinder, and the rotation amplitude is slightly larger.

As the millstone rotates, the colorful thin lines are moved, making the dead space a little more energetic.

Maybe because of insufficient fuel, the grinder rotates very slowly, very slowly, just like it will stop at any time and will never rotate again.

Cai Gen is really like visiting a tourist attraction. The millstone is very big, and he visited it for a long time.

There are also many unknown patterns engraved on the millstone, which shines brightly as it rotates.

After watching for a long time, Cai Gen really felt his hand owed, and touched the handrail on the millstone with his hand, very familiar, just as if he was holding his right hand with his left hand.

With a gentle force, or no force at all, it is as casual as raising your hand to rub your eyes, and the huge millstone actually rotates sharply.

As if it had no weight, it immediately touched the thin line linked to the millstone.

It may have been a long time since I turned so much, and the thin wires connecting the millstone seemed to have not reacted.

Then it seemed like reminding each other.

"Why are you still standing there? You can move, you can move, hurry up."

Then the whole space is colorful and full of vitality.

Just like spring is coming, birds are chirping, insects are chirping, grass is poking its head, small flowers are showing its face, and everything on the earth is beginning to revive.

The sudden change scared Cai Gen and quickly released the handrail and stayed away from the millstone. Could it be that he was broken? Will anyone ask him to compensate?

After waiting for a long time, everything returned to peace and became like a dead sheep Bada.

No one came here, and Cai Gen felt a little relieved. If he had to pay for such a big millstone, he would not be able to afford to sell his house and land.

I also want to touch the handrail and have a good time, because that moment just now was really good, just like being able to dominate everything, reaching out to the handrail of the millstone, and before I touched it

"The spring breeze of reform blows all over the ground, and the Chinese people are truly committed to it."

Cai Gen woke up and picked up the phone, not a local number. He answered the phone in confusion.

"Hello?"

The voice opposite was very excited and friendly. It was a little girl.

"Hello, Mr. Cai, you are a platinum client of our securities company."

After hanging up the phone, Cai Gen closed his eyes again and tried his best to recall the millstone just now.

But just like everyone dreams, they can only remember one feeling, and the details of the specific events are vague.

That feeling is that the feeling of touching the right hand with the left hand is very familiar, just like I should have touched the handrail by myself.

Did he be a donkey in his previous life and was destined to pull the mill? When he thought of this, Cai Gen felt bad all over.

"The spring breeze of reform blows all over the ground, and the Chinese people are truly committed to it."

This sales call is very persistent. When I saw the time, it was 8 o'clock in the evening.

The little girl who is still working overtime in a big city hasn’t gotten off work at around 8 o’clock, because today’s telemarketing has not completed the task!

100 calls a day? 500 calls? Is the rule of big numbers? Is the 28 theorem?

I'm still working at this time, so I guess there will be no buses after get off work later. I should take the subway, and the last bus on Line 1 and Line 2 is around 11 o'clock. I should live in a village in the city or in the basement.

I heard that I was so enthusiastic about making a phone call. I just finished my training and just entered the industry. I was in the mad dog period. I thought everything was possible and every call was an opportunity to succeed in my own efforts.

Cai Gen thought randomly and answered the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Cai, you are a platinum customer of our securities company. Now there are a few new stocks recommended to you."

This time, without hanging up the phone, Cai Gen asked a few questions from time to time, and then after 20 minutes, at the end, he agreed to think about it and ended the call.

A little girl in a big city, I can only help you here. Although your work has not made any substantial progress, you can be a valid phone call and practice your language with you.

If you can encourage your enthusiasm for work, it is best to finish the task early and go home early.

However, on the other hand, is this kind of encouragement good or bad? Cai Gen blamed himself for giving hope to the little girl, which was very entangled.

Forget it, I'm so hungry.

Cai Gen got up and saw that the store was dark. He slept for a long time and still had no business, otherwise he would have woken up.

I quickly turned on the store lights, and the dark room suddenly became brighter.

The empty dining table suddenly remembered the words of the fly in the morning, and felt a little relieved.

Looking outside, is the house full of people? There are all men, women, young and old?

When I opened the glass door, it was so cold outside. I looked in through the window. Fortunately, it was still empty, and Cai Gen was relieved.

When he returned to the house, Cai Gen saw the car keys on the bar. It turned out that his wife had been here and saw that she was sleeping. She did not wake her up and she could drive tonight.

I came to the kitchen, turned on the TV, lit the gas, boiled a bowl of water, and waited for the water to boil.

Suddenly I remembered that I ran to the front hall, the smoke on the table was still there, and the flies had a little bottom line in doing things.

When I opened the cigarette box, there was only one cigarette left. I took it out and lit it. It was really hard to smoke the fake cigarette, especially the first cigarette I woke up.

Cai Gen did not wait for the water to boil in the kitchen, so he went to the supermarket to buy a box of cigarettes. It was obviously 7 yuan, but the elder sister who sold steamed buns in the morning couldn't say it, hey.

On the way back, I saw my own car parked at the entrance of the community and felt even more comfortable. I didn’t have to be frozen when I delivered food tonight.

The water has already started, I cooked the instant noodles left over from yesterday and adjusted the TV to the world on the tip of my tongue.

With delicious food all over the world, we started to have a feast, huh, feast on instant noodles.

"If you have a new takeaway order, please process it immediately. If you have a new takeaway order, please process it immediately."

Cai Gen quickly ran to the bar and took the order in front of the computer.

Fortunately, it is not a Hong Romantic Hotel, but a residence.

Today is a good sign, I came to live just 8 o'clock.
Chapter completed!