"Qianzi, come out to have a drink at night!" Da Pan came out of the company and called his good friend. It was really unhappy recently.
The two have been friends for many years. They are used to being in love with each other and don’t like to make friends everywhere. What’s more, they are now in their forties and really have no energy.
So, when two people have time, they like to sit together and chat and have some drinks. Even if it's okay, it's very happy to sit together and smoke a cigarette. The two of them think this is the best way to relieve stress.
"What's wrong? I'm not happy today?" Qiangzi asked.
"Oh, it's really fucking bad in the company today. I quarreled with my wife in the morning, but I was five minutes away from work and was late. You said that I have been in the company for so many years, and I have no feelings at all. Also, recently, our manager said openly and secretly that we old employees were outdated and could not keep up with the situation, and said that we would lay off employees at the end of the year... Damn." Da Pan was excited and the national treasure came out.
"What's the solution? This epidemic is causing trouble and it's hard to find a job." Daqiang comforted.
"I feel that I'm getting more and more timid now. If I were young, I would have done this with them. If I don't leave me here, I will have my own way of staying with me." Da Pan was obviously still angry.
"This is the difficulty of our age. You say that we have old people and young people, our wives have to coax them, our children have to take care of them, our elderly have to support them, and we have to pay back the mortgage and car loans. It's not easy." Qiangzi knew Da Pan's personality, and he also complained, and it would be fine when his emotions came out, so he would not say childish words.
"Oh, I feel that we middle-aged people are so tired of living like dogs. We are like underwear. Now we have to take care of everything. I am really afraid that one day I won't take care of it, so I can pull my trousers. Even if others fart, I have to be nervous." Da Pan drank a sip of wine and sighed.
Yes, men are really like underwear.
Only you know whether you feel comfortable or not, you cannot show any difficulties to others casually.
