Game within game: chess player

"I'm sorry! Your situation does not meet our employment standards."

"I'm sorry! You have a criminal record and do not meet our personnel regulations. You can go to the re-employment center in the community."

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I don't know how many times I have heard the same words. Although Ye Fang has been mentally prepared for this, he still feels like he is being pressed by a heavy stone and it is difficult to breathe. The recruitment resume on his right hand rustles in the wind.

Thinking about how he was once a college student at a well-known financial school, he never expected that he would now be an unemployed vagrant without a diploma. How full his ideals were, but the reality was always so skinny, just because he was a criminal with no academic qualifications. It’s not the students who prove it.

Thinking of this, Ye Fang tore up the resume in his hand to pieces and threw it into the air, with unwillingness and anger shining from the depths of his eyes. The broken pieces of paper floated behind Ye Fang like rain falling from the sky. Ye Fang looked coldly at the company door behind him without any regret or nostalgia.

"Today you look down on me, but tomorrow I will make it impossible for you to climb up!"

Young, impulsive, daring, even at any cost. But it is this courageous character that dares to think and rush that supports Ye Fang to stand up again and again after being knocked down by reality. What people usually call a desperate battle is probably the same as a last-ditch battle.

Ye Fang was walking aimlessly when he suddenly smelled the smell of tea eggs, which immediately aroused Ye Fang's appetite.

When I looked up, I saw an old lady running a tea egg stall not far ahead, neither hawking nor shouting, which was very special.

"Mom, please bring me two tea eggs!" The old lady quickly took out a plastic bag, packed two tea eggs and handed them to Ye Fang.

Ye Fang took out a dollar and gave it to the old lady. He was tired of walking, so he sat on the curb not far from the old lady, carefully peeled the tea eggs and started eating.

"Young man, are you here to open an account too?" the old lady asked without turning her head.

"Open an account? What kind of account should I open?" Ye Fang turned around and saw that there was a securities company behind him. When he came over, he was just looking at the tea eggs and didn't look up at all.

There were people coming in and out of the securities company from time to time. Some people passed by the old lady and didn't say anything, giving one yuan and two yuan. The old lady just counted the eggs when she saw the money and handed it over directly. Most of the people bought it. They were in such a hurry that some even omitted simple greetings, and ran all the way into the securities company after buying.

"I didn't think about it at first, but now I think about it." Ye Fang smiled as if he met his first love. When he was in college, Ye Fang was keen on finance. The stock market, which is an economic barometer, is naturally his favorite. He opened a securities account to trade stocks. It was what he wanted to do most when he was in college, but he didn't have much money at that time. Although he has little money now, he can work hard to make money, and all this does not delay him from having a stock account now.

"I don't know what procedures are required?" Ye Fang murmured as he looked at the investors coming in and out.

"To open an account, you need your ID card to open a bank account first, and then..." After hearing what Ye Fang said, the old lady selling tea eggs acted like a bank teller and told Ye Fang the entire account opening process in extremely professional terms.

"Don't look at me with surprise. When you have been selling tea eggs in front of a securities company for five years, you will know everything clearly without having to learn any complicated things." The old lady turned to Ye Fang and said.

"Thank you, auntie! I'll open an account now!" Ye Fang did what he said and ran back and forth between banks and securities companies for several times. Finally, he opened his first stock account before the securities company got off work. It was quite a milestone. significance. Many years later, when Ye Fang recalled this experience, she said that those two tea eggs may have changed her destiny, as well as the mysterious old lady selling tea eggs that she would remember forever.

That day was June 100, [-]. It was an auspicious day. Later, Ye Fang used this stock account to earn his first million in life.

"Young man, can I see you again?" the old lady selling tea eggs asked looking at Ye Fang who looked excited.

Ye Fangchong waved the bright red stock account book in his hand to the old lady and replied with a smile, "Of course, I will come here often. But now there is not a penny in this stock account. I am going to work hard to make money now." One day I want this account to be filled with money.”

The old lady said sincerely, "I wish you success, young man!"

"Thank you, auntie, you are my lucky goddess today! Goodbye!" Saying that, Ye Fang strode away. He wanted to speed up the pace of making money. Time waits for no one, and time waits for no one. This sentence flashed through Ye Fang's heart repeatedly, making him ignited again. Fighting spirit.

"Goddess of luck?! This is the first time in my entire life that someone has called me that. This young man is really special!" The old lady looked at Ye Fang's leaving back and said with a smile.

Back in the courtyard, Ye Fang carefully put away his stock account book, then lay on the bed and seriously thought about how to make his first pot of gold? The options of going to work and working part-time have been basically blocked. Even if you hide your experience in prison, you will probably only be able to find a job like cleaning or temporary work. It will be difficult to support yourself with such income, let alone stock trading.

At this time, Ye Fang once again thought of the possibility that the man he met at the noodle shop wanted a supermarket in an alley. Since the concept of supermarkets entered China in the early 90s, going to shopping malls to choose products has gradually changed the lives of ordinary people, but in alleys It seems that Ye Fang has never seen such a self-selected supermarket in the alley, let alone door-to-door delivery services and agency services.

Is this really possible? Ye Fang was not sure. After all, he only had more than 1 yuan left by Gu Yuanqing in his hand.

No matter what, let's do it first. Thinking of this, Ye Fang tore out everything in the west wing, bought paint and other things to paint the whole house, bought shelves, and then started asking around for the place to buy the goods. After working like this for a week, this small supermarket finally showed some appearance. The remaining seasonal fruits and vegetables had to be purchased by Ye Fang early in the morning when it officially opened.

Looking at the small supermarket that was about to open, Ye Fang couldn't restrain his inner joy, but at this moment, Ye Fang suddenly felt as if something was missing. He finally slapped his forehead and remembered that he had not yet applied for a business license. Thinking of this, he quickly went straight to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau with documents and relevant documents. After asking about the procedures and information, Ye Fang submitted all the information as required.

The only difficulty he encountered was when naming this small supermarket. Ye Fang wanted to name the store Yuanqing Supermarket according to his original idea, but no self-employed person from the Industrial and Commercial Office approved the word "supermarket". After reporting to the office leaders, they believed that there was no precedent for this, and finally approved the Yuanqing grocery store.

Ye Fang had no choice, but when he finally took the "Yuanqing Grocery Store" and saw his bright name printed on the business license, he was extremely excited. Finally, when Ye Fang completed all the procedures, he left. for a week.

On this afternoon, when Ye Fang was pushing the trolley to deliver the last batch of goods to the courtyard house for opening, he walked to the gate and suddenly saw two policemen and a few uncles and aunties he saw from time to time in the alley. When he saw policeman Ye Fang With natural fear and resistance, he didn't understand why the police were here.

"Hello, my name is Ma Guitian, the police officer in charge of film here. What's your name? Does this courtyard belong to you?" The policeman named Ma Guitian who spoke looked like he was in his early forties and had a business-like look on his face.

"My name is Ye Fang. This house belongs to me. Is there any problem?" Ye Fang put down the things in his hands and stood up and replied.

"Comrade policeman, he is lying. This courtyard belongs to Lao Gu's family. I have been his neighbor for half my life. I know it." One of them, who looked like an aunt in her 60s, said loudly, seeming to be a little scared. Ye Fang said.

"I heard from the neighbors that no one has lived in this courtyard for many years. How did you get in?" Ma Guitian asked

"I broke it open." Ye Fang said expressionlessly.

"Broken open? Do you know that you are committing a crime? Come back to the prison with us." Ma Guitian looked wary.

Ye Fang didn't want to have a verbal dispute with the police or the neighbors at this door. After all, he would still live here. He didn't want the neighbors to know his experience, so he locked the door of the courtyard and followed Ma Guitian with an indifferent expression. Came to the police station.

When he arrived at the police station, Ye Fang described the whole process in detail and showed the relevant certificates of the property rights of the courtyard in order to verify the authenticity of Ye Fang's story. The police station where Ma Guitian was located also contacted the prison leaders where Ye Fang was imprisoned, and the prison leaders also gave positive proof. Only then did Ma Guitian figure out the whole story.

It was already dark when the whole thing was figured out, and Ma Guitian took the initiative to send Ye Fang out of the police station.

"Xiaoye, don't worry. We won't look at the people who come out with colored glasses. If you need my help, please call me." After saying that, Ma Guitian gave Ye Fang a police and citizen contact card with Ma Guitian's phone number on it. .

"Well, thank you, Brother Ma!" After saying that, Ye Fang turned and left the police station.

If possible, Ye Fang really doesn't want to visit a place like the police station or public security bureau again. It's not that he rejects this profession. In fact, after watching them every day for five years in prison, he feels a conditioned reflex of discomfort. Maybe in this life I can't escape this shadow myself.

After returning to the courtyard, he grabbed some food and started to prepare for the opening tomorrow. In order to attract customers, Ye Fang placed the name "Yuanqing Supermarket" in prominent places at the entrance of the courtyard and in the alley. He was not so disciplined in writing. Yuanqing Grocery Store, in that case no one would be willing to go in and take a look.

Everything was ready and waiting for the opening tomorrow. Ye Fang let out a sigh of relief.