What Is The Experience of Becoming a Vampire?

Chapter I Unemployment

Xiang Kun stood in the subway, his body swayed slightly as he looked at the reflection in the glass in front of him.

It was a middle-aged man with glasses and shabby clothes. His back was slightly sloppy, his hair was obviously not taken care of, and he looked a little messy. He also showed a large forehead, his hair volume was worrying, and he had a trend towards Mediterranean hairstyles. If you casually ask a stranger in the subway next door, I am afraid that he should be in his 40s.

In fact, he just passed his 30th birthday a few days ago.

How did he grow up like this?

No wonder Boss half-jokingly introduced the administrative section of the newly recruited single woman of the same age and dated her, when the other person looked at him with that expression of embarrassment and disgust.

In recent years, his energy has been basically devoted to work. He goes to work every day at XNUMX o’clock, and rushes home to the last subway train at more than XNUMX o’clock in the evening. He works overtime on Saturdays and sometimes works on Sundays. Even when I’m not in the company, I often think about how to optimize the code, how to solve the bug, and how to improve the product.

After working since graduation and joining this company that was just getting started at the time, Xiang Kun has been breathing a sigh of relief, to prove himself, to establish a foothold in this city, to start a family.

In seven years, his annual salary has increased several times, and he has also become the company’s technical backbone. He has considerable share options and even bought a house-although the house is in the outer ring, less than 70 flats, and the down payment is still aided by his parents. In part, there are still a lot of mortgages to be repaid.

It seems that it should be barely a standstill, but it is far from his expectations and requirements in his heart, so he hasn’t relaxed, he still revolves, and works hard to improve the project, help the company go public, and make his options become huge. Amount of wealth.

But today, Boss told them that the company was bankrupt, but the money in the company’s account was cleared, not enough to pay their salaries this month, let alone severance and compensation.

As an Internet company, there are no physical assets, such as their respective work computers, office tables and chairs, etc., and even a lot of debts have not been settled.

As for the share options in their hands, it is naturally no different from waste paper.

Although it should not be difficult to find another job based on his work experience and skills, even if the salary cannot be as high as before, it should be no problem to make a living.

But in the past seven years of devoting all his energy to sleeping and eating, the investment far exceeding the 996 work intensity has become a joke.

Xiang Kun didn’t care about wages and compensation around Boss like other colleagues. He knew that it didn’t make sense to do this. As for some people moving things directly in the company, when the company was about to declare bankruptcy, the people in the office property would not What will make them move out is at most their work notebooks.

The subway door slowly opened, and the sound of the station was heard. Xiang Kun didn’t want to think about work and the next thing at the moment. He got off the bus one stop in advance and went to a food stall. He asked for a dozen beers and a few drinks. A side dish, drink alone and buy drunk.

Xiang Kun doesn’t like to drink alcohol, he can even say that he hates alcoholic beverages, because he doesn’t like the kind of brain paralyzed by alcohol, so he can’t keep awake and rational state.

Of course, on the other hand, it is also because he is doing technical work. He is not good at socializing and socializing. Because he is too busy in normally, he has no time to go out with friends.

Do not smoke or drink, the normal way to refresh is to drink coffee, tea, red bull, and coffee as a companion.

Xiang Kun can’t remember the last time he drank, maybe in college, but certainly not more than a can of beer.

So he didn’t know how much he was drinking.

But after the third can of beer fell, Xiang Kun was flushed, dizzy, rolling in his stomach, and a bit vomiting.

Feeling uncomfortable, he didn’t care about borrowing wine to relieve his grief, and directly returned the rest of the wine, settled the bill, and supported Didi to call back.

It’s close to his house from the food stalls, and it takes five minutes by car.

Although the house he bought has been handed over, he did not all move in, and continues to live in the single room he rented, while renting out his new house.

One is that the house is too far away from his company. If you move over, the time spent on the journey will be more than doubled. The other is that the rent obtained by renting out the house is more than the money he rents, let alone. He lives alone and spends most of his time working in the company. The high cost of living is a waste.

Xiang Kun supported his dizzy head and returned to his humble and narrow rental house. He could not afford to wash and take off his clothes, and slapped himself directly on the bed.

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When Xiang Kun woke up, the first time he saw the sunlight shining through the window into the house, the subconscious response was “It’s late to work!”

But when he popped up from the bed and found that he had slept in clothes and shoes all night, and had his own vomit beside the bed, he immediately remembered what happened yesterday-the company was gone.

Xiang Kun rubbed his still tingling temples and sat down on the bed. Didn’t expect the wine to be drunk overnight. Only three cans of 330ml of beer were drunk. It really wasn’t suitable for him to drink.

He took the mobile phone thrown on the bed and wanted to see the time, but found that the mobile phone had no power and turned off. It was a bit strange. He clearly remembered that before leaving the company yesterday, the mobile phone still had more than 80% of the electricity. I have n’t used a cell phone, and I ran out of power overnight.

It seems that the phone has been used for more than a year, and the battery has deteriorated a lot.

Thinking about this, Xiang Kun charged up the phone, then braced himself to clean up the filth that had solidified all over the place, changed the sheets and covers, and then washed and bathed by himself.

While taking a shower, Xiang Kun found that his hair had dropped a lot and his skin became very rough. Like the frosted case of a mobile phone, his teeth seemed to be loose.

After taking a shower, Xiang Kun stood in front of the bathroom mirror and wiped off the water mist on the mirror. He found that his eyes were covered with bloodshot blood, and the dark circles were heavy. His cheeks seemed to be thinner, and it looked like a few nights. God is too bad.

“It turns out to be drunk once?” Xiang Kun secretly decided that no matter what difficulties he encountered in the future, he would never borrow alcohol to relieve his sorrow. This sorrow did not resolve, and his body collapsed first.

After changing his clothes, Xiang Kun walked out of the bathroom and went to a 40% charged mobile phone to turn it on. He found that there were more than a dozen missed calls. There were former colleagues, suspected advertising, mother, and several Ten unread WeChat messages.

Seeing mother’s missed call was 35 minutes ago, Xiang Kun quickly dialed in: “Mom, what’s wrong, are you looking for me?”

“Oh, it’s nothing. Your dad sent you a message on WeChat. You didn’t reply. I felt a little strange, so let me call you and ask.”

“I was just in a meeting, so the phone was muted and I didn’t hear it. I was too busy before and didn’t read WeChat much. I’ll check it out in a while, so my dad should not worry.”

Mother’s voice was a bit concerned: “You have to work overtime now even Sunday? You have to take care of yourself and take care of your body, otherwise it would be useless to make more money.”

Sunday?

Xiang Kun froze for a moment, subconsciously want to say today is not Friday? He clearly remembers yesterday, the day when he left the company, Thursday?

After a pause, Xiang Kun returned to the mobile desktop and looked at the date. Today is really Sunday!

In other words, after I got drunk before, I slept directly for two days?