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The interviewer placed a pen on the table. "Sell me this pen for ten thousand yuan."
The applicant picked up the pen and looked at it for two seconds. "Leader, can you repeat that last sentence?"
The interviewer cleared his throat and repeated slowly, "I said, sell me this pen for ten thousand yuan."
The applicant gently placed the pen in front of the interviewer. "Deal. This pen is now yours, ten thousand yuan. The sentence you just said was an oral offer; I accepted it on the spot, and the contract is formed. Cash or scan payment?"
Everyone in the room looked at the interviewer. The intervie
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The new finance girl at the company keeps asking Old Liu for money.
It's not much each time, a few hundred yuan, and she pays it back the next day.
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My older brother served in the military for twelve years, and last year he was discharged and returned home. The first thing he did was take the whole family for a full medical check-up.
When they drew blood, he joked that as an O-type blood person, mosquitoes are attracted to him, and he should ask the doctor for more bottles of cooling oil. My dad sat nearby in a wheelchair, silent. My mom stood behind the wheelchair, her hand on my dad’s shoulder, also silent.
On the day the report came out, my brother held three sheets of paper and examined them all afternoon. He’s O-type, my mom is O-
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You might not believe what I'm about to say. The most outrageous sexual enlightenment I’ve ever heard was from the mouth of a death row inmate.
I was in my early thirties, still working on a farm in the northwest. I knew nothing.
There was an old guy in the same room who fed pigs, a former company commander in the Nationalist Army, nearly fifty.
He had a relationship with a thirteen-year-old girl, from when she was thirteen until she was seventeen.
When it was discovered, he was to be executed.
The girl said it was voluntary; he wasn’t executed, but sentenced to ten years.
After th
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The last time I ordered takeout, I encountered a rider with only a 72% on-time delivery rate.
He delivered very quickly, the soup didn’t spill, and the bag was tied up.
I opened the door to take the food and casually said, “Thank you for your hard work, I’ll give you five stars.”
His expression immediately changed. Not happy, but a look like he was choked by something.
He stood at the door without leaving. Took off his helmet, didn’t remove his gloves, just clenched his fists.
Then he said something to me that I still can’t forget.
“Please don’t order. If the on-time rate exceeds 7
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My classmate—after graduation, he got into the best nursing home in the city.
Not a doctor. He was a caregiver. He specifically helped disabled elderly people with turning in bed, wiping their bodies, and changing their urine bags.
After working for a year, he went home for the New Year. His mother set a whole table of dishes, but told him to carry the bowl out to the balcony to eat. She said, “You’ve got an old-person smell on you. You can’t wash it off.”
He didn’t get angry. He put the bowl on the balcony railing and said, “Mom, you’ll have to go there too someday. I’ll treat you a bit
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Last week, I went to the gym with a friend. After the fitness test, the coach called him into a small room alone. He flipped through the fitness test sheet, frowned: "Your posture issues are too serious. Rounded shoulders, anterior pelvic tilt, leg length discrepancy."
The friend was stunned: "Leg length discrepancy? I don't feel it myself."
The coach said: "Of course you can't feel it. When you walk, does the sole of your left shoe wear out faster than the right?"
The friend looked down at his shoes. The left sole was indeed worn down faster.
The coach continued: "Leg length discrepan
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Receive 300,000 yuan every month,
Now take a one-time payment of 100 million yuan.
No taxes to pay, net amount.
Which one do you choose?
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Having lived almost thirty years, I always thought that "menstrual pain" only had one level.
Just "menstrual pain."
Until that day in the break room, I overheard a few female colleagues chatting.
One said: "I really get it. During my period, I want to eat ice cream. My husband actually said, 'Eat it, eat it, no problem.'"
Another said: "What about you? I’m the kind who hurts so badly I want to die, but I can still scroll on my phone."
Another said: "I don’t hurt, but my friend is the type who vomits and has diarrhea, runs a high fever, and takes two sick days every month."
I was ho
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Last night I went to a noodle shop. It was crowded, so I scanned the code to order the signature braised beef noodle. After waiting for a while, an auntie came over and said, "The beef topping is out, let's change it." I agreed and switched to vegetarian pepper mixed sauce noodles.
As soon as she finished speaking, a big brother came in, wearing slippers and a tank top, shouting toward the kitchen, "Boss, add more cilantro to the braised beef noodles."
The kitchen responded immediately, "Got it!"
I sat there, still holding my chopsticks without unwrapping them.
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At the Island Cafe, the table next to me is a couple.
The man hesitated for a long time: "More or less... let's go back?"
The woman dragged out the ending sound and coquettishly said: "Oh~ don't want to leave yet~ still want to do something~"
I couldn't help but think to myself, this is so straightforward.
The man tried asking: "How about going for a walk?"
The woman softly replied: "Hmm~ a walk~"
Both the man and I were waiting for the next words.
He gathered his courage and lowered his voice: "Then... go rest for a bit?"
I almost clapped for him from the side; good boy, final
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My former colleague, last year, submitted his resignation.
The boss called him into the office. The door was closed for forty minutes.
When he came out, his eyes were red. We all thought he had been scolded.
Later, he told me it wasn't. The boss talked to him for forty minutes.
From the company's vision, to industry prospects, to his personal growth path, to his value to the team.
Every sentence was saying: If you leave, the company will be very sad.
After listening, he said one sentence. The boss was silent.
He said: I looked at my payslip last month. After tax, six thousand fou
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My childhood friend's family owned a ceramic factory that exported products, but it eventually went bankrupt.
On the day it closed, his father piled the last batch of goods in the yard and called neighbors to take them.
No one took any. Everyone said they were defective and not worth anything.
His father then moved all those bowls and plates back into the house.
He used them every day. The bottoms of the bowls were full of cracks, and the edges of the plates were rough enough to cut your mouth.
His father said, these are not defective products. They are samples.
Before export, each
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My grandma goes to the temple every year to burn incense.
The words she said to Buddha, I heard once.
It's not for peace, not for wealth.
She said, this year she saved five hundred yuan.
Gave you two hundred.
The remaining three hundred, bought a pair of shoes for her grandson.
She kowtowed three times.
Stood up.
Put two hundred yuan into the merit box.
Then took out a handful of change from her pocket.
Five yuan, ten yuan, one yuan.
Counted three times.
Gathered three hundred.
Took me to the town and bought a pair of sneakers.
On sale.
Seventy-nine yuan.
After
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There is a Sichuan restaurant downstairs from our company.
The owner’s wife takes the cash register, the owner cooks.
It has been open for ten years.
Last year, the shop closed. Then reopened.
Called a French fusion restaurant. Still the same couple.
The owner still cooks.
The owner’s wife no longer stands at the cash register.
She changed into a black dress, standing at the door.
No longer called the owner’s wife.
Called the manager.
I went in.
The menu was changed to a leather cover.
Spicy stir-fried pork was still there, ninety-eight yuan.
I said, isn’t this just S
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My childhood friend opened a studio, doing design work.
In the first two years, he reported expenses blindly, mixing office supplies, travel, and entertainment.
The tax officer checked once and said, "Your entertainment expenses are over the limit."
He said, "I didn't entertain; those are takeout meals."
The tax officer replied, "Takeout is considered entertainment."
Because you eat it yourself, it doesn't count as office expenses.
After he returned home, he reflected deeply.
Every time he ordered a takeout meal, he had to write a "Meal Explanation."
Spicy Chicken: Communicated
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My childhood friend, on his wedding day, received a red envelope. Ten thousand yuan. No signature. The red envelope only had one word written on it: "Return."
He held the red envelope, flipping through it all day. Couldn't find out who sent it.
After the wedding banquet ended at night, he sat on the sofa and took out the money from the red envelope. All new bills. Consecutive serial numbers. Ten thousand yuan.
He thought of someone.
Three years ago, he lent a friend ten thousand yuan. At that time, he hadn't met the bride yet.
The friend said it was for startup capital, to be repaid
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My former colleague took three days of bereavement leave last year.
The reason was the passing of his grandmother.
The boss didn't approve it.
It's not that he didn't approve the leave; he didn't believe it.
He said, last year your grandmother had already passed away once.
The former colleague was stunned.
The boss opened the HR system and turned the screen toward him.
On it were the leave records.
In March last year, three days of bereavement leave, reason: grandmother's passing.
In September last year, three days of bereavement leave, reason: grandmother's passing.
In Jan
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That day, I was smoking downstairs at the company building.
Next to me stood a girl, in her early twenties, probably an intern.
She was staring at her phone, fingers scrolling quickly, with a smile on her face like she had received good news.
Suddenly, she looked up and asked me: Sis, how many years have you been working?
I said, ten years.
Her eyes lit up briefly: Then you must be very impressive now, director?
I flicked the ash off my cigarette: No, I just got laid off.
Her smile froze. The phone screen darkened. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something comforting, but di
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When I was 20, I told my brother: Marriage? Are you crazy? How precious is freedom—eating alone, the whole family isn't hungry. I can have a girlfriend, but want me to put a ring on it? Not a chance.
At 25, I attended a classmate’s wedding. I spent half a month’s salary on the red envelope. Watching the groom kiss the bride, I suddenly thought: Maybe... it’s not so bad? But then I thought: What if there’s someone better later? Better wait.
At 28, my parents started calling, no longer asking “Have you eaten?” but “When will you bring a partner home?” I said I was busy. After hanging up, I l
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