Chengdu Accord Hotel is a comprehensive foreign-related hotel integrating business, conference, tourism and leisure. The hotel is located at Cheng Fei Avenue 1 19, Qingyang District, Chengdu. Lin is the security manager of his hotel. He is fat and smart. He has been in the hotel business for a long time, and he has become more and more skillful in relying on himself. At this point, people are stunned and scared: he can make some trivial things that have nothing to do with work smaller, talk collectively for three or two hours after the meeting, and make the audience stunned and numb, and then he will be dumbfounded. The speaker, on the other hand, boasted and turned a flaw as big as the tip of a needle into a scar as big as the mouth of a bowl. Under the chorus of his attendant Du (who is also the foreman of the security department), he pulled the banner of tiger skin and took chicken feathers as the direction, made up his mind and punished everyone. "People are not sages, to err is human?" For a long time, who has never been punished under harsh laws? Poor migrant workers who come and go from the security guard in twos and threes get up early and get greedy for the dark, and stay up for twelve or thirteen hours at night, but they are "punished" thirty, fifty or even three or two hundred times from time to time. How tired and depressed they are to think that this day has been wasted! ! ! (Note: The employees of the security department are only two or three thousand a month, and the average daily salary is less than 100. However, the two people who colluded with each other were indifferent and disagreed. With this stunt, they have become a means of collecting money, and there is no room for other excuses! As a result, the security department has bred many villains, and buttering up others has become a trend. For the sake of other colleagues who are not pleasing to the eye and look down on their eyebrows, punish them with ulterior motives, act like a two-faced person, be a hermaphrodite, and even make trouble when they are depressed. They all laughed when they saw their colleagues being punished angrily.

As for Du, the foreman, in the northeast, he is a man with a big belly. He treats new employees either by yelling or drinking, and there is nothing else to say. Dealing with individual employees at the bottom, picking their noses and finding bones in eggs, they are often accused and fined when touched. They are like the Egyptian Pharaoh/some employees say that he is like the god of the security department, awesome and happy. It is understandable that he is sitting in the monitoring room of Changbai Sakanan, smoking, dozing off, playing with his mobile phone and doing something else casually. However, it is unreasonable to leave his post. No wonder Lao Du's business is like soot, and he is full of energy when he comes!

As for the author himself, I have been living in the society for many years. I know it's hard for me. During my work in the security office, I maintained extraordinary patience and tolerance, and I was cautious and diligent in doing things. In contrast, the kindness of weak water (laughter) is rarely lucky, so that things are hurt and rebellious.

If that's the case, since I'm modest and honest, I believe Ma will write a few sour words, and I also hope that the majority of migrant workers at the bottom and the children in the rivers and lakes will take care of themselves and meet each other late.