Huiming: It’s better to catch up sooner than later

Huiming: It’s better to catch up early and still catch up A well-known American automobile company held a promotional lottery in a shopping mall, but was ridiculed by customers to fool them. That company changed its past and...

Huiming: It’s better to rush early than to catch up. A famous American automobile company held a promotional lottery in a shopping mall, but was ridiculed by customers to fool consumers. The company changed its ways and decided to give customers some benefits. It asked hundreds or even thousands of people to come to the company square at 11 o'clock in the night to draw a lottery, saying that it had a surprise for everyone. It wasn't until the last moment that I remembered what had happened, and I was the last one to go to the lottery, and I happened to win the first prize, and got a giant rear-projection computer. There were no LCD panels at that time, so I was proud of it for a long time. It was just a coincidence. There has been no such good luck in the past. That year I was still working in Shanghai and walking on the road. A pile of scrap newspapers appeared in front of him. The brother flew up and kicked the pile of paper far away, preparing to take a few steps forward and play like a football. Just in time, a "yellow croaker" (the name for three-wheeled transport trucks in Shanghai) jumped up from behind me. The buddy on the bicycle jumped down, threw himself at the paper bag, murmured, and shed tears of happiness. It turned out that it was the money he had saved over the past few days that had been found again. Others' hard-earned coins should belong to others. I'm not jealous. It's not yours. If it happens to fall at your feet, I will still be kicked out by myself. So sometimes it just happens and it doesn't end well. The past will prove it again. There was no subway in Shanghai at that time, and transportation was very inconvenient. It takes about three hours by bus from home to work (now only half an hour), and only 40 to 50 minutes by bicycle. So at that time, when I was young and strong, I often cycled to and from get off work, and I learned all about the city. But some styles cannot be read, and you have to pay a price for reading them. A woman came to the unit. She could work in the editorial room based on her academic qualifications, but she was assigned to the data room, and few people could see her true face. Moreover, the lady was sick and could not go to work every day for three days. Instead, she had to have manuscripts and materials delivered to her door. The brother who rode his bicycle to and from get off work became a drop-in postman and knew the lady's address. A publishing house can be a palace of high spirits, or it can be a world of gossip for lower-class people, so later on I gradually found out that the woman was the president's classmate in college and had been divorced. At that time, the brothers secretly thought that the cadres were relatively pure, unlike now where everyone is hiding their mistresses and aunts. It's just that our president is reminiscing about old friendship and helping his classmates. I often fight back against those gossipy aunties. It is difficult to immediately appreciate the ever-changing atmosphere outside in the pile of ancient texts in the editing room. But when you catch it by chance and see the trend of the times progressing, you will immediately realize that leaders, really only leaders, can keep pace with the times. In order to catch up on the manuscript that day, I started from home at six o'clock in the morning, and it was only half past six when I passed the lady's house. You could say it was a coincidence, but there was a traffic jam that day, and my bicycle was blocked at that lady’s door. Just when I was anxiously looking at the future, the door opened gently, and a disheveled man appeared in front of the door, tugging on his scarf. That man turned out to be our respectable president, who always called his wife at night: I am busy with work tonight, and I am an outstanding party member selected by the Publishing Bureau for many years! I really can't think of any reason why the president came out of another woman's door early in the morning to solve a work problem. Afterwards, a colleague said, brother, can you pretend not to see it? Can you pretend? The sleepy face was facing my surprised eyes, only two feet apart in a straight line. What I'm worried about is that I must have said something at that time. Can I not say hello when I see the leader? But I really can't remember what I said. Could it be "morning"? If you said it too early, you should be slapped! Why should I be early? I am most afraid of being told that I am early when I arrive at another woman’s house so early! Say "Have you eaten?" Chinese people always ask this when they meet. It's even more inappropriate. I just stole it last night, and I'm being accused of eating it this morning. I'm not giving you face at all. Besides, it’s not easy for leaders to answer questions. If they say they haven’t eaten, they’ve clearly eaten someone else’s tofu. If they say they’ve eaten, aren’t they just asking for trouble? The leader understands that the writing craftsmen under him are very good. Even if the lenses look like the bottom of a beer bottle, who knows what the results will be later. However, my dumb mouth created a problem for the leader. As a result, I was so cautious that I didn't dare to see the leader for the whole day, as if I had eaten someone else's tofu that night. As a result, I couldn't hold it in anymore, so I went to the old mage in the editorial department for psychological support. The old master is an old editor who knows everything about astronomy and geography, and is knowledgeable about people and the world. He is also willing to help his friends solve their problems. His characteristic is that he is eager to help, but he never has the slightest expression on his face. But that time I flashed a weird smile when I saw those glasses as thick as beer bottles, but the weirdness was quickly submerged by normality. Brother, you are finished. The mage always speaks harshly. How am I finished! ? My brother was still young back then and his business was good, so why should he be finished? "That" is finished too. The mage remained calm and did not explain. "That" is taken for granted as the leader. As a result, in those few years, I really accumulated a lot of small shoes given by the leaders, and this is probably what I was referring to. Later, after the publishing house finished editing the big book, my brother asked to be transferred to another place, but the leader did not stop him. Everyone knows that although the tofu cannot be lifted, the story can be told again. So, it is said that the early bird catches the food, but it is not necessarily correct. It is not important to catch the opportunity early, but to catch it well. It's like me. I rushed too early but ended up too late. Let me add that the leader was really screwed up later. He sold the copyright that we had worked hard on for decades to Taiwan and pocketed 300,000 US dollars. As a result, the crime was discovered. That money may not seem like much now, but it was enough to finish him off at that time.