Big Data Cultivation

Zhengyang City, at four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun should have been shining brightly, but the sky was covered with thick black clouds, so dark as if night came.

Along with the dark clouds, there were gusts of wind and flashes of thunder in the distance, like the end of the world.

Feng Jun sat in the staff dormitory, staring blankly out of the window, sighed the beer bottle in his hand on the table, and sighed heavily, "Which Nima ... Which Daoist is in the robbery?"

Feng Jun is not a cultivator, he is just an online novel lover, and his vomiting at the moment is just because his mood is extremely uncomfortable.

He is about to resign.

Feng Jun is twenty-four years old and graduated from Jiangxia University. He holds a dual degree in Chinese and business administration.

Although the number of undergraduates in the city has exceeded the number of dogs after enrollment expansion, he was able to get a double degree in 985 colleges within four years. Obviously, he could barely be classified as a prince.

However, he was unemployed after graduating from college. He first went to the southern city where his girlfriend worked for two years, and then came to Zhengyang alone with rich experience.

The unit he is currently working for-can not be said to be a unit, but should be said that the company is Hongjie Culture and Entertainment Co., Ltd.

Ghost only knows why the fitness club should be called "culture", maybe the legendary style is inseparable?

That's right, Feng Jun is now working in Hongjie Fitness Club.

Is not the legendary gymnastics coach with countless sex, but the younger brother who is responsible for reception, errands and cleaning.

Fitness instructors need to be certified. Hongjie Fitness Club is not a roadside wild shop. Zhengyang, where it is located, is very famous.

The reason why Feng Jun was able to apply for success is that firstly, there is a shortage of young and strong labor in the market. Secondly, he has a good image, a tough appearance, and a relatively strong body. Little fresh meat is nothing to talk about, but it can barely catch up. "Strong" side.

However, after the successful application, he only knew that he wanted to be a fitness instructor, he must have a job!

This is really sad news.

Therefore, the distinguished dual degree winners turned out to be the younger brothers of the fitness club.

Of course, the younger brother will inevitably have spring. In the three months of his employment, several middle-aged and elderly women have expressed interest in him, hoping to receive his "individual training", but Feng Jun shook his head-their purpose Not so simple.

The key is that they look too bad, and some people have unacceptable body odor and aggressive momentum.

A fitness coach laughed at him because of his pedanticness-the graduate student was really poor and ambitious.

Nima, dual degree and graduate are not the same thing, OK?

In any case, Feng Jun is a small alternative in Hongjie Fitness Club. He does not say high education and low arrogance, and there is a little arrogance that young people refuse to lose. In the service industry, this temperament is not encouraged.

Guests will not like this arrogance, and colleagues will despise them.

Feng Jun's business list was pried away by his colleagues.

In the morning, four young and beautiful girls walked into the clubhouse. They were either members or came up for fitness with a temporary rise. One of the tall girls was quite amazing.

Feng Jun is responsible for receiving them. In the process of their fitness, if they can persuade them to get a card, he can earn a commission.

Conscience said that Feng Jun did not report too much confidence in this, the reason is very simple, these girls are college students at first glance, but there are no colleges and universities nearby.

And students, it is young and young, there is not much demand for long-term fitness, the thickness of the waist bag is not enough, and there is very little willing to spend money on it.

But in such a small reception business, it was also pryed away by others. Liu Shuming, the coach in charge of bodybuilding, stepped forward and said that he can provide related consultation and services.

When Coach Liu stepped forward, he made a flies to Feng Jun, "Go, go ... I'll come!"

Feng Jun is quite uncomfortable with this, not only because of the commission, but also because of the attitude of the other party-is it difficult for me to glance at me when you talk to me?

But he can't say anything. In the fitness club, the priority of the fitness coach is of course higher than that of the younger brother.

Then ... something went wrong, Coach Liu was beaten.

Was the four girls who beat him.

As a fitness coach, Liu Shuming has a toned figure and exaggerated muscles, and his combat effectiveness will not be too bad, but two of the four girls are very capable of playing, so they are difficult to beat with four hands.

The lobby manager was alarmed and came to know when asked. The four girls said at the beginning that we were practicing casually without the need for a coach, but Liu Shuming wanted to explain, and he felt like a girl, girl. We are finally on fire.

But coach Liu said: I just want to provide some counseling, through enthusiastic service, strive to let them handle membership.

Lobby manager Guo Yueling knows Liu Shuming's abacus-this guy's recipe is very complicated.

In order to make money, Coach Liu can provide various services for the old and ugly rich woman, legal and not legal, and is willing to hook up a young and beautiful little sister to play a friendly match or something.

Guo Lobby first apologized to the customers, freed them of their orders, and after being sent off with good words, they began to hold themselves accountable.

However, strangely, she aimed the board in an incredible direction.

"Feng Jun, since you are responsible for the reception, why haven't you followed up? The customer has already said that people don't need a coach!"

Coach Liu also gritted his teeth and looked at Feng Jun, his eyes full of anger, "If you can take charge of the next service, why am I here?"

Feng Jun ’s arrogance is not limited to legend. He heard that he dropped the rag in his hand and looked coldly at Guo lobby. “I did n’t ask Coach Liu to come up and take it. I glance ... Is it reasonable to grab my business? "

"What is your attitude?" Guo lobby's voice became sharper, "Just talk to the leader?"

Feng Jun turned around and walked out, "I'm not feeling well, go back and rest!"

At this time, he had made up his mind, this place of feathers, labor and capital could not wait.

Then, he bought a beer and came to the dormitory to drink slowly, thinking in his heart: Where should he go after resigning?

Although Zheng Yang is a quasi-deputy provincial city, the job here is not easy to find. Waiters, younger brothers, porters and the like are easier. However, it is really difficult to find a job suitable for his double degree.

He had been wandering in Zheng Yang for more than half a month, and he didn't find a suitable job, or he would not choose to come to the fitness club.

Of course, returning to his hometown is also an option. His hometown is a small county town. His parents did some small business. There are a few small connections in the place. It is not difficult to find a job for him. It is really not possible. I picked up his own stall. can.

However, as a 985 double degree, how can Feng Jun go back? He could not bear the prosperity of the big city, and he could not afford to lose that man.

While looking out of the window of Yuruo Earth's end, he wondered whether he would resign now, or would he resign when he was paid?

Over the past two years or so, he has not saved any money. Even if he added the job search money that his parents called him, the card was only more than 10,000 yuan, and even his mobile phone was sent by a charge, although it is said Smart phones, but basically older ones.

I don't know when the big raindrops outside the window fell down, hit the window glass, and banged.

Lightning is also brighter than the other, and the thunder of thunder is endless.

Feng Jun finished the remaining half of the bottle of liquor in the dormitory, and drank another seven or eight bottles of beer. When the drink was over, he wanted to make a phone call to a friend, picked up the elderly machine, but found that only 3% of the mobile phone was left. Power.

He charged his mobile phone, but he fell asleep on the bed.

Before he went to sleep, he did not forget to hold his mobile phone in his hand. There was no way. In this low-level employee dormitory, it is normal to lose things-he has lost more than one time. Where there are many migrants, short-term behavior is inevitable many.

The daily life of the working people at the bottom is really difficult. If we talk more, we will cry ...

I don't know how long I slept. A lightning flashed out of the window, shining so hard that people couldn't open my eyes. At the same time, an arc followed the charger's wire and jumped towards the old smart phone.

Feng Jun was awakened by the explosion of thunder. If the thunder was in his ears, his voice would be loud. If the sky cracked, even if he slept half to death, he sat up and rubbed his hair upright. UU reading books www.uukanshu. com

He looked around in shock, only to find that there was a crack in the center of the window glass, "No, the distance of this thunder ... not even three hundred meters?"

Then, he felt a sharp pain in his hand. When he looked down, the elderly machine was held in his hand, but this charging cable ... how did it become black?

Twitched his nose, he smelled of burning rubber in the air ...

He hadn't had time to make any response, and a cries sounded in the next room.

"Hold grass, the TV is smoking, is Nimare too big?"

"I entered his ancestors, is there no lightning rod in this building?"

Feng Jun ’s dormitory is located in a four-story tube building. Although it is old, there are also lightning rods.

But the thunder is too big and too close. The lightning rod is not a panacea. This thunder strike has broken at least 50 TVs around the tongzi building, and nearly a hundred wired phones, routers and WIFI.

Feng Jun is not very interested in the loss of the outside world. What he cares about is: Is the phone broken?

Although the phone is old and slow, it is still very convenient to make a call. It is not a problem to rub the WIFI next door and surf the Internet. Of course, the most important thing is that his address book is stored inside.

He pressed the home button in the center of the bottom of the phone, and found that the phone was not only bright, but the reaction was normal-slow and firm.

Maybe I should make a call and try the call effect? Feng Jun glanced at the phone interface while thinking.

Then he froze: is it eight o'clock at night?

Well, eight o'clock is not strange, after all, he was almost six o'clock when he was sleeping.

But why ... the battery of the mobile phone is already 100%?

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