There is a beautiful thing in the world called white lies. Everyone will lie sometimes, sometimes helplessly, sometimes intentionally. Life is like this, with good and bad, and requires you to adapt to circumstances, which is undoubtedly another challenge.
In the morning, the five-year-old son asked at the dinner table in a very formal tone: "Dad, why didn't you buy the Jetta you promised to buy for my mother and me last time
When he went out, he brought his daily briefcase and hugged his wife. "Why are you feeling abnormal today? You haven't hugged me for a long time. Is there anything wrong with you?" said the wife.
"He was embarrassed by his wife's question and put down his raised hand, 'It's nothing, the article about' love 'that you read me yesterday, I think it's very good!
At the entrance of the community, he met a female salesperson who was selling elderly care devices. That was his classmate many years ago. "Buy one, give it to your parents, and I'll give you a good discount." He smiled kindly. "It's really a coincidence, my sister just bought one and took it home, it's really easy to use." People around watched him finish saying this. He received a friendly smile from his female classmate.
He rode his bicycle on the road, not in the direction of the company, but directly to his mother's house. "Why did you come here today? Aren't you going to work? Is there any change in the company?" His mother asked him anxiously. "Why? I'm out talking about business and it's still early to leave the appointment. I just stopped by to see you." He was answering his mother when his father came back from outside.
"Could you give me some advice on the price and quality of this massage instrument? It's on sale downstairs in our house."
The promotional material in my father's hand was the kind of instrument his female classmate was selling.
"It's all lies, don't believe it. Your son and I write such advertising words every day. If you fall for it again, wouldn't it make people laugh?" He didn't want to nag his father about something again. Get up and leave home.
He wandered around for a long time and went to a small restaurant opened by his buddies. "Did you get a promotion? You work so hard for people every day!" My friend patted him on the shoulder and teased him. "Promoted, promoted, soon. Promoted brother invites you to a drink." He sat for a moment, saw the business in the restaurant was cold, patted his brother on the shoulder and said, "Let's go.".
At one o'clock in the afternoon, he made an appointment for an interview. It seems that the company is doing well. "Why did you leave the place where you used to work?" the examiner asked him from across the street. "I like to challenge myself. Although I am old, my heart to challenge is still young." He is not sure whether such an answer will satisfy the examiner. He has indeed not participated in an interview for many years.
"He is now an unemployed man, which was the case last week. His boss, who has served him for several years, invited him to the office to talk and said that the current situation of the company is very difficult, which is the only way.". The boss also said that he was very reluctant to leave and would invite him back if the company's situation improved.
How did he answer the boss? He can't remember clearly.
He has now become an unemployed man, and his parents, son, wife, lover, and friends have not yet known about it. He believes that using his already skilled lying skills can conceal things well. In fact, what's the difficulty with lying? He has reached the point of lying without blushing.
"A lying child is not a good child." Before going to bed at night, he heard his son saying this to the dog at home. He was not very clear about what the dog had done. The child said such words, but he felt a bit nervous. Did he lie too many times that day?
What's the relationship between more and less? All for the sake of feeling better, the man comforted himself and fell asleep