Chapter 1

Xiangkun stood in the subway, his body swaying slightly with the subway, staring at the mirror in front of him.

He was a middle-aged man with glasses and untidy clothes. His back was slightly bent, and his hair was obviously not taken care of. He looked a little disordered, and showed a large forehead. His hair volume was worrying, and he had the trend of developing to Mediterranean hair style. If you ask a stranger in the subway nearby, I'm afraid that he should be in his forties.

But in fact, he just had his thirtieth birthday a few days ago.

You've grown up like this?

No wonder the boss half jokingly introduced a single woman of the same age recruited by the administrative department to date him. When the other party looked at him, he was so embarrassed and disgusted.

In recent years, his energy has basically been put into his work. He goes to work at 9 o'clock every day, and drives home the last subway at more than 10 o'clock in the evening. He works overtime on Saturdays and sometimes on Sundays. Even when I was not in the company, I often thought about how to optimize the code, how to solve the bug, how to improve the product.

After graduation, he began to work and joined the company, which was just starting at that time. Xiang Kun had been holding his breath and wanted to prove himself. He wanted to establish a foothold in this city.

In seven years, his annual salary has increased several times, and he has become the technical backbone of the company. He has considerable stock options and even bought a house. Although the house is in the outer ring road, which is less than 70 square meters, and the down payment is part of the help of his parents, there is still a large number of housing loans to repay.

It seems that he can barely stand still, but it is far from his expectations and requirements in his heart, so he has not relaxed. He is still working hard to improve the project, help the company go public, and turn his options into a huge amount of wealth.

But today, the boss told them that the company went bankrupt, but all the money in the company's account had been cleared out, which was not enough to pay them their wages this month, let alone severance pay and compensation.

As an Internet company, it does not have any real assets. In terms of their work computers and office desks and chairs, there are even a lot of debts that have not been settled.

As for the stock options in their hands, there is no difference between them and waste paper.

Although with his working experience and skills, it should not be difficult to find another job, even if the salary is not as high as before, there should be no problem in making a living.

However, in the previous seven years of total devotion and forgetting to eat and sleep, the work intensity far beyond 996 has become a joke.

Xiang Kun did not like other colleagues around the boss to calculate wages and compensation, he knows that it is meaningless to do so. As for some people who move things directly from the company, when the company is about to declare bankruptcy, the office property owners will not let them move out. The most they can take away is their own work notebook.

The subway door opened slowly, and the voice of station announcement sounded. Xiang Kun didn't want to think about his work and the next thing for the time being. He got off the train a station ahead of time, went to a big stall, ordered a dozen beers and several small dishes, and drank alone.

In fact, Xiang Kun didn't like drinking, or even hated alcoholic drinks, because he didn't like the state in which his brain was paralyzed by alcohol and could not keep sober and rational.

Of course, on the other hand, it's also because he does a technical job. He is not good at socializing and socializing. On weekdays, because he is too busy, he has no time to go out to party with friends.

Don't smoke or drink. Usually, the way to refresh yourself is to drink coffee, tea, red bull, and coffee because of company.

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

So he didn't know how much he could drink.

However, after the third beer, Xiang Kun's face turned red, dizzy and dizzy, and his stomach rolled and he felt like vomiting.

Feeling very uncomfortable, he didn't care to use the wine to relieve his worries. He returned the rest of the wine, settled the account, and called a didi back.

It's very close to his home from the big stall. It's only five minutes' drive.

Although the house he bought had been handed in, he did not move in. He continued to live in his single room and rented out his new house.

One reason is that the house is too far away from his company. If he moves in, the time spent on the journey every day will more than double. The second is that the rent he gets from renting the house is more than the money he rents. Besides, he lives alone and spends most of his time working overtime in the company, which is a waste of living costs.

Xiang Kun propped up his dizzy head and went back to his humble and narrow rental house. He did not care to wash and take off his clothes. He just patted himself on the bed and slept in the past.

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When Xiang Kun wakes up and sees the sunlight shining into the room through the window, his subconscious reaction is "going to be late for work"!

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

Xiang Kun kneaded his still tingling temple and sat down on the bed. Unexpectedly, he was drunk with only three 330ml bottles of beer. He was not suitable for drinking.He took the mobile phone that he had left on the bed to check the time, but found that the phone had run out of power. He could not help but be a little strange. He clearly remembered that before he left the company yesterday, the mobile phone still had more than 80% of the electricity. He went to the big stall to drink last night and basically didn't use the mobile phone. He ran out of electricity after waiting for one night?

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

In this way, Xiang Kun charged his cell phone, and then forced himself to get up and clean up all the solidified filth he had vomited on the ground, changed the bed sheet and quilt cover, and then went to wash and bathe himself.

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

After taking a bath, Xiang Kun stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom and wiped the water mist off the mirror. He found that his eyes were covered with bloodstains, and the dark circles around his eyes were heavy, and his cheeks seemed to be thinner. He looked as if he had been haggard all night for several days.

"That's what happens when you get drunk once?" Xiang Kun's heart secretly decided that no matter what difficulties he encountered in the future, he would never go to drink to relieve his worries. The worry did not disappear, and his body collapsed first.

After changing his clothes, Xiang Kun walked out of the bathroom and turned on his 40% charged mobile phone. He found that there were more than a dozen unanswered calls, including former colleagues, suspected advertisements, mothers and dozens of unread wechat messages.

See mother's missed call is 35 minutes ago, to Kun quickly dial the past: "Mom, what's the matter, you look for me?"

"Oh, nothing. It's just that your father sent you a message on wechat and you didn't reply. It's a little strange, so let me call you and ask."

"I was just in a meeting, so my cell phone was turned to mute. I didn't hear it. I was too busy and didn't read wechat very much. I'll take a look and let my dad not worry. "

The mother's voice was a little concerned: "do you have to work overtime on Sundays now? You have to take good care of yourself and your health, otherwise it will be useless to earn any more money. "

Sunday?

To Kun Leng for a moment, subconsciously want to say that today is not Friday? He clearly remembered that yesterday, that is, the day he left the company was Thursday?

After a pause, Xiang Kun returns to the mobile phone desktop and looks at the date. Today is really Sunday!

That is to say, after I came back drunk, I went to sleep for two whole days?

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