I've become a member of the working class, and I'm still a small white-collar worker. Just thinking about it gets me excited. This excitement lasted for several weeks, and my boss praised me, saying that I was very dedicated to my work and had endless creative ideas like the Yellow River bursting its banks. I kicked him and said he didn't know how to use words properly. He smiled slyly and then stood up straight, shaking his head and acting serious, just like a big bad wolf.
Every day, I take the bus to go to work, from 9 am to 5 pm, and sometimes I have to stay late with my boss, Lu Xu, who is a self-proclaimed masochist. When he can't think of any ideas, he gets very frustrated, like a lion, scratching his hair wildly, making it look like a mess. He not only tortures himself but also me, not letting me go home. However, the overtime pay is quite generous, so I didn't say anything and just stayed with him, wasting time.
I found myself in an unprecedented state of work, fully invested in my job. It's really rare for this to happen to me. Even after going home, I would still think about creative ideas while holding onto our advertising plans, waving my arms around like a storyteller, shaking my head and pointing at the mountains and rivers.
At first, my mom was very happy, saying that I was finally acting like a human being. It's really fresh to hear her say this, as if I were a wooden chicken or a stone monkey for the past 20 years. However, later on, she couldn't take Lu Xu's frequent phone calls anymore.
Lu Xu is really abnormal; he would call me every night at around 2 or 3 am, which is when harassment calls usually occur. My mom started to think that I had offended someone and was being harassed by phone calls, so she wanted my dad to find someone to resolve the issue. I told her it was a work-related call, but she looked at me like she saw a ghost.
However, my mom really likes Lu Xu because last time he came to our house to pick up some documents, she heard that he was my direct supervisor and immediately started serving him tea and acting like a servant. Lu Xu is also very good at pretending to be polite, looking handsome and elegant, so he quickly gained a high impression from my mom.
I muttered to myself, "You should show the same attitude you have in the office when you're arguing with me." Lu Xu smiled slyly at me while my mom was pouring tea for him, just like a big bad wolf.
From then on, whenever Lu Xu called and my mom answered, I would be in trouble. My mom would ask about his well-being and treat him like her son who was studying abroad. I would shout silently in my heart, "I'm the one who came out of your womb 20 years ago; why didn't you care about me like this?" I would make loud noises while drinking water to express my dissatisfaction, but my mom just ignored me.
Under Lu Xu's frequent nighttime calls, my mom finally collapsed. She couldn't say anything when her beloved son called her, so she just looked at me with a sad and resentful gaze that made me feel uneasy. My mom said she had developed neurasthenia. Actually, not just my mom, but even I felt like I couldn't take it anymore; this boss of mine is like a vampire, worse than Zhou Bo.
So I immediately bought over 10 boxes of some kind of brain supplement for my mom and also for myself. However, there are too many fake advertisements these days, and those people are really black-hearted. After saying that, I suddenly realized that I'm also in the advertising industry; didn't I just promote an insecticide factory last time, exaggerating its effects to the point where it seemed like even a plane would be brought down?