Man in thirties

Chapter 7 The Sales Champion And the Cleaning Worker

On the phone, Josie asked David why he hadn’t come home for dinner. David answered, wiped the sweat off his head, and hurried home.

The bean curd was cooked into two dishes by Josie. They were on the table, covered, and were still warm.

And the woman was washing clothes at the faucet.

David, who had just returned home, felt a little sad when he saw this scene. How could other women do such a thing when she was pregnant for seven months.

"Back?" She found David standing behind her and looking at herself. She quickly wiped the water on her hand, stood up and said, "The dishes are on the table. I'll bring you rice."

David walked over and stopped her.

"Josie, have a rest. Look."

Then David took out 150 from his pocket. Josie’ eyes brightened when she saw it.

But in a flash, she looked up and down at him and said, "Where did you get the money? You just got the work and you borrowed it from your new colleagues?"

David smiled bitterly when he heard it. It seemed that he couldn’t change his image in Josie's heart in a short time.

"No, it's my salary of helping others move ."

"You moved for others?!" Josie widened her eyes, hurriedly took David to sit down and said.

"It's so hard to move. Don't do it again."

This concern made Tim a little inexplicably proud.

"It's not hard. Just a little strength. I have much!"

Then he showed her his biceps.

Seeing David showing off, Josie bowed her head and smiled.

"All right, I'll get you rice."

David had a different feeling when he ate. Presumably, the "David" who had been addicted to the game would not feel this warmth.

After dinner, David consulted some basic finance entry level books on the computer, which he heard from his colleagues in the afternoon.

"Josie, give me eighty, and 70 for living expenses."

Seeing David before the computer, Josie frowned.

"Are you going to buy those skins again?"

Feeling her old tone, David realized that she misunderstood him again.

"How could it be? I promised you not to play games anymore, so I'll do it. Come and see..."

With that, David showed the screen to Josie.

There were three books in the shopping cart, totaling 79.6.

"I want to buy some reference books on finance. Otherwise, how could the company keep me since I know nothing about this job?" David explained with a smile.

Seeing that she misunderstood David, Josie apologized.

"You, don't care what I said. I'm just afraid you'll buy those again..."

"No." David naturally patted the woman's hand.

"The former David is no longer there. What you face is the man who wants to make money to support you."

After Josie heard this, her face turned red.

"Well, I won't disturb your study. You work well during the day. I'll take good care of myself at home..."

David nodded when he heard it. Through these days, he had gradually known Josie's character.

Her words sounded very common, which were more able to make David full of motivation than the worship of little girls like "Wow, you're great".

The next day, David came to the company early. But when he went in the elevator, something happened.

Several young people in suits walked into the elevator talking and laughing. Several colleagues from the business department who David knew lined up first, but they all consciously let these young people go first.

"Are hey leaders just now?" David asked curiously.

"Bullshit! But they are the elite of the stock and bond department. Their basic salary each month is $10000 or $20000. When there was much commission, they can have a salary of 100 thousand or 200 thousand easily. People in our department are no match for them."

A female colleague with acne on her face said jealously.

"Stop, Amy Sharp. Don’ gossip. What if others hear you. The stock and bond department is in a hurry for the market to open. It’s OK that they go a few minutes earlier." Someone advised.

However, Amy didn’t seem to stop and continued to mutter,

"More than just a few minutes? They work two hours in the morning and have nothing to do at 3:30 in the afternoon! Why do people in the same company have different experiences!"

"They just know the stock market? What's the big deal!"

David watched, but he was attracted.

Amy was also excellent in the business department, but she could still only be jealous of the stock and bond department.

It could be seen that the stock and bond department had a high position in the company.

"If only I could learn to speculate in stocks!" David bit his lips and thought.

On this day, David still repeated the work of cleaning and even helped to water all the flowers in the company.

Of course, the effect was also obvious. Many colleagues accepted his existence, and several warm-hearted people began to teach David something useful.

Time flew when people got busy.

After work, several enthusiastic boys also invited David to drink together.

Of course, David declined them He knew what situation he was in now: There was ten in his pocket and he had a wife at home who was about to give birth.

Hanging out with others? He didn’t deserve it.

He wrote down what he learned today in his notebook and sorted out the data in the computer by categories. Then David quietly came to the bathroom and changed the suit he had to wear when he moved.

However, when walking out of the bathroom, he happened to meet Amy who came out of the women's room.

"So sneaky? It’s the super cleaner of our company!"

"What, are you going to steal two computers in the company in this so that the camera won’t shoot you?"

David frowned when he heard it.

He could accept that others said he was stupid as he didn't understand the company's business.

It was OK to say that he was a cleaner. Although it was manual work, he made money by labor. It was upright and wasn’t humiliating.

But Amy said he wanted to steal. This was an insult to his personality. David couldn’t bear it as she challenged his bottom line.

"Did you see me steal something? Or did you lose something? No wonder everyone advised you to shut up in the morning. You have a big mouth!"

David often argued with others while playing games. His words were logical and harsh.

Unexpectedly, Amy, who had been tart-tongued, was speechless.

"You!"

Amy stomped in anger.

"You even don’t know how to print. How dare you say that to me?"

"Believe it or not, I'll let Mr. Clark fire you tomorrow!"

David was in a hurry and said, "I don't believe it. Why does it depend on you?"

Amy was so angry that she smiled.

"Who do you think you are? Are you so proud after do the cleaning? Do you know I'm the sales champion of our department? Let’s wait and see whoever will be dismissed by Mr. Clark!"

"A stupid young boy. Just wait to be fired by Mr. Clark!"