I know Yu Dashou because of my moving experience.
In the spring of 2002, after a personnel change in the unit, I changed from a staff member who had no worries about food and clothing to an employee of a subordinate company. This change almost broke me down. At the time of 30, my career had not yet been established, but I was robbed first. No one could accept this reality, but the situation was so great that no one could change it.
Living in the dormitory of the unit, a leader asked me to talk and asked me to move out before May, with new people reporting.
At the end of April, I started moving. I called the moving company, and several people came, including Yu Dashou.
There was something special about him. One hand was normal, while the other hand was more than a third larger than the normal one.
They happily called him Big Hand. He smiled, and there was a lot of tolerance in his smile. His movements were obviously jerky, and several workers obviously regarded him as an outlier, constantly scolding him for not being right here, not being right there, obviously dissatisfied.
He told me that he had just come to this moving company. I was curious and asked him where he used to work. I didn't expect him to think for a long time and mention a company. It was a well-known company in the city. I couldn't believe my ears.
I asked him again, but he stopped talking and told me with a smile: "That's all in the past, I don't want to mention it again."
I mean, think about it, he's at most a security guard there, everyone has eyes that look down on him, and I'm no exception.
During the moving process, several workers teased him: "Big hand, I heard that you used to earn a lot, why are you willing to come here to be a moving worker?"
He smiled honestly and said nothing. A worker told me that he used to be in that unit and was still a middle-level manager. I heard that he can get three or four thousand dollars a month. In our small city, three or four thousand dollars is not low. I just worked for more than two months, and I quit my job and went here to work as a moving worker.
The experience was even more strange. I had nothing to do when they moved around, so one or two people came up, and while the big hand was not there, I asked about him. The workers only knew so much, and no matter how much they asked, they could not ask anything. They only said with contemptuous eyes and a contemptuous tone: "No matter how high the income is, it is not the same as us moving workers?"
He must have a story.
I have a lot of things, and the moving company's cars are full, and I can't sit on them anymore. Fortunately, they all have bicycles. On the way to my new home, I didn't take a taxi, but chose Yu Dashu's bicycle. On the way, curiosity surged out again and asked him, "Why doesn't a good company come here to do this?"
As he rode hard, he said, "We can't do that, how can we occupy that position."
As we walked and talked, I learned some things about him. He graduated from high school and did not go to college. He worked in the city. At first, he worked as an odd job in a restaurant. It was a later encounter that changed the two or three months of his life.
That day, after packing his things and sitting in the restaurant, he suddenly heard a noise outside. When he went out to look, three local ruffians surrounded a middle-aged man. The man's face was bleeding, and it was estimated that he had been beaten.
He didn't expect that the middle-aged man to be the vice president of the company. To be grateful, he arranged Yu Dashou into his company.
He didn't seem to want to talk about his experience with that company, which seemed to touch on his sad past. He only said to me: "I am also an ordinary person, and I also want to have such a high income. In this way, my son can go to a good school, and my wife can wear more beautiful clothes. However, we have to be conscientious. What will others think of me in that position?"
After Yu Dashou handed in his resignation letter, he asked him to stay and even thought of finding him a casual position, but he rejected them all. He said that he did not like to live in the favor of others.
But this work experience made Yu Dashou feel how important it was to have a decent career. During those few months, when he returned to his hometown, he was surrounded by the envious eyes of his friends. After he came back, he felt that he couldn't sink in and began to want to find a job that suited him. To this end, he went to a computer class to learn computers for half a year, but the truth was far from what he imagined.
He also said that he had no other special talents, but this left hand was stronger than the average person.
He also told me his funny story. Once he encounters a merchant promotion, buy one get one free, and buy a rice cooker to grab a handful of change at will. The merchant calculated that a rice cooker added a handful of ordinary people's change. As a result, he stretched out his left hand, startled the promoter on the spot, and helplessly said, "Then you can grab it."
That time, almost all the customers who watched laughed, but to everyone's surprise, Yu Dashou only grabbed a handful with his right hand, and he told me: "We can't break the rules, it's not easy for others."
Only then did I understand why he had to step back from such a good position. He said that in this society, there are always certain rules. It is not that a person can be in any position, but that you can be in any position. If you can do it well, you must do it. If you can't do it well, don't force yourself. Although God has closed his eyes, most of the time his eyes are open.
His words suddenly made me feel a little hopeful, but I did not expect that my decadence for several days would be seen by him.
When they arrived at their new home, they were busy. Everything was moved up. I left Yu Dashan's phone number and name, and I learned that his real name was Yu Zhengze.
I called the director in charge of me and said that I would report to the new unit next Monday. My voice was positive and natural. He was also very interested and said that he had arranged a relatively leisurely and suitable position for me, and asked me to put aside my concerns, don't think so much, and take office lightly.
I thought that the sea of people was vast, so I missed it like this. Yu Dashou was just a little person who brought me in a good mood for a while. But I didn't expect to meet again.
The work in the new unit was very leisurely, so I found a part-time job on a website again. I go to sign up once every Friday, hold a regular meeting, and the rest of the time is to work as their moderator at home. The salary is not too high, 500 yuan a month, and there are still two people under me, who are responsible for two pages, which is the kind of part-time job that does not need to be signed even when it arrives. Naturally, the salary is also low at $300 yuan per month.
Traffic to the website was doing well, and the company rewarded a two-day tour. I have always contacted these two subordinates on QQ, so it was not bad to take this opportunity to meet. We made an appointment to meet in the lobby outside the company, and while sitting there waiting, we suddenly saw Yu Dashou walking towards me with a smile.
It was like a dream. But in reality, he walked up to me and was equally surprised: "It's you?"
It turned out that he still recognized me.
After exchanging identities, Yu Dashou became very talkative. He talked about his job search experience in another place. Originally, he wanted to find a stable job, but he didn't expect that after his resume was handed in, no examiner was optimistic.
"Sometimes, the opportunity that suits you won't find you, and you have to go all out to find it. The pie falling from the sky may only happen once, but most of the pies are made by yourself." Yu Dashou said firmly, as if it was an ideal, it should be like this.
After he broke in, he saw that the eyes of more than 20 people were all looking at him, and he was immediately blinded.
But he still figured out his way of thinking and honestly said that he had been studying computers for half a year and really wanted to get this job.
Unexpectedly, one of the examiners asked him such a question. There are three light bulbs in a house, and there are three switches outside the door to control these three light bulbs. People outside the door can't see if the lights inside the house are on.
Yu Dashou told me that he was happy at the time. This question is not easy, it can be regarded as a brain teaser, but he read this question online, and he said at the time: "I have seen this question on the computer, it doesn't count, come up with another one."
It was this honest answer that won him a precious opportunity. In the end, the examiner decided to let him do that job because the job did not require too much technology. Eight hundred yuan a month, although the salary is not very high, Yu Dashou told me that at least he can do it, and he will not struggle, will not look at other people's eyes, and will not be afraid to owe others favors.
During the trip, I kept wondering what was going on with the question he didn't finish, but I was really embarrassed to ask him.
I didn't expect him to see my thoughts: "Manager Ma, are you still thinking about that question just now?"
I nodded in embarrassment. He smiled heartily: "It seems that everyone is vain. If you want to know, just ask." But before I could ask, he told me the answer.
It's very simple to say, just turn on the first switch, turn it off for a while, and then turn on the second switch to go in. Just touch the two light bulbs that don't light up with your hand. The hot one is the first switch, the bright one is the second switch, and the cold one is the third switch. A very simple method. After saying that, he lowered his head and pondered: "This incident inspired me. I think there are some things in life that we only attribute to their functions and follow the rules. Just like switches and lights, some people only think that the light will light up when the switch is turned on, but they don't expect that the light will heat up when the switch is turned on."
Neither did I.
Since then , I talked with him more on QQ. He didn't type too fast, and sometimes I was in a hurry. When I urged him, he would always send a very embarrassed expression and add a sentence: "One of my hands is relatively large, so it is not very convenient to type, you know."
So I felt embarrassed, but mine was not. He lived a very real life, and after that, he looked for several jobs on and off. He told me that people should live a real life, not lose the hearts of others, and not lose their own hearts. And every time he applied for a job, he treated people with honesty, and even wrote his resume clearly and not exaggerated.
He told me that if others could use him, then he would have a kind of down-to-earth happiness. However, most of the time, his resume was not favored by others, and at that time, he was also depressed.
The city was already small, and during that period, almost all large and small companies knew about Yu Dashou's job search experience, as well as his not-so-smart computer skills and honest job applications. In small talk, some people took him for fun, some people mentioned him seriously, and of course, some people disdained him, but no one criticized his character.
In the fall, I was on a business trip for a month, and when I came back, Yu Dashou had become a celebrity.
He scolded a thief in public on the bus, but he didn't expect that there were three of his accomplices in the car, and four of them dealt with him alone. He couldn't do anything in the car, and during the fight, no one came out to help. Later, one of them stabbed him with a dagger, and he blocked it with his big hand.
In the hospital, he smiled and said, "Thanks to this big hand, even if it is inconvenient to play with the computer and type, it still works at a critical moment." As he said this, he raised his bandaged hand to show me.
When he saw Yu Dashou, another reporter happened to come to interview him. Yu Dashou refused to accept the interview and asked him why. He said, "I don't like this. They remind me of when I was besieged in the car, and no one came up to help me."
His straightforwardness made the two reporters of the city newspaper very embarrassed. After they left, he seemed to have recollection for a long time, and took my hand with his other hand: "Am I too honest?"
I told him, what's wrong with being honest? Besides, he's not the kind of honest to the point where he doesn't understand anything. He occasionally has small feelings, enthusiastic behavior, and his own honest way of dealing with people. What's wrong? I think this is also the reason why he has been washing my heart. I can't help but think about his job search process. He is like a child full of wealth, he can't see it himself, and sometimes others can't see it. That wealth is actually two words, integrity, which is the foundation of everything, but most people are often the first to ignore this most basic criterion, so that they both miss it, but there are also people who know the goods. At that time, it is his most intimate happiness.