Different lives at the same table

in Hong Kong, it is difficult to make friends in the workplace. Co-workers usually stay in the role of lunch companions, while clients usually have a cup of coffee and occasional pleasantries in the afternoon. Because unavoidable conflicts of interest always challenge this fragile relationship from time to time, often without much opportunity to rise to the thickness of friendship has been broken. But I have five old colleagues, six of us came to work at the company on the same day, and they were all our first jobs after graduation. There were always infighting and infighting between other MT sessions, but the six of us seemed to know from the beginning that we wouldn't work for the company forever, so we didn't have to step on others to get to the top. Instead, we sympathized with each other-we felt that neither of us wanted to be here, so we got along calmly and went out for a happy hour, dinner, hiking, and even travel together now and then. Indeed, two years later, we all left the company one after another and went our separate ways, but we still had to get together every year.

this year, it has been exactly six years since we met and the first day we set foot in the workplace, so we made an appointment for dinner last weekend. It is a pity that when we were in the same position at that time, our lives were so different six years later, and this year, which is about to turn 30, is the biggest change for each of us. Fortunately, we are not against our will. We are all moving forward on the road we want. Mr. J this weekend dinner is also to celebrate that one of us, Mr. J, was admitted to a very high-paid senior civil servant in AO (Administrative Officer,). He was beaten hard by us and each ate a lobster. Mr. J said willingly that because we were good buddies, we were willing to treat. J is a big uncle with a straight face and a calm heart, even on the eve of his father's death, we got together and he stood up and left a message that something was going on at home. It was only a few months later that we learned that his father was seriously ill and had advanced cancer. His life is as calm as usual, except to put off all activities /parties to accompany his family. Until we went to his father's funeral, we saw J shed tears for the first time, and we were still trying to control our grief and salute the guests by his mother's side. 

After leaving his first company, J went to a famous Japanese industrial company. only then did we know that he spoke Japanese so well that he passed N1 early when he was a student. In this company, all the way from new employee to middle management, he is promoted almost every year, which shows the degree of respect, but in fact, we all know that he is also taking the government's AO, every year. I guess he wants to become a practical civil servant like his father who died young. Finally, he succeeded this year, so he resigned decisively and asked him if he missed the company, but he said he didn't. So it seems that he has always wanted to follow his father's path for so many years, but it is not so easy to achieve, and he has worked patiently and without giving up for six years, and finally achieved his wish, so now is the real beginning of his official career. teacher N Miss N is probably the one with the biggest career change among us. She graduated from the gorgeous Wesleyan Girls' School. She quit her job at her first company for a year and a half and went to work as a teacher in a high school. The complexity of the big company made her understand that she still liked the atmosphere of the school's down-to-earth pursuit of knowledge, so she boldly went to read a diploma in education and was soon chosen by several middle schools to teach. So Miss N became teacher N, immersed in the vitality of her students every day, and every time I saw her, I felt that she had grown up a little bit. As a reverse growth, she was then chased by a boy who was 4 years younger than her, and now she splendidly began to fall in love with a brother-in-law. At this dinner, teacher N announced another news that surprised us all-- she will fly to teach in (Armenia), Armenia in August. 

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As we all know, Armenia is a turbulent area of constant war, and teacher N did not come back after a few months of sightseeing. She signed a contract for two years! When we were all a little worried, teacher N smiled chic and said, "this is what I have always wanted, so I must do it, and there is good news. My boyfriend is very supportive and has already proposed to me!" Looking at the happy teacher N, I suddenly feel that the word "winner in life" should be used to describe her state-she will soon set off to do the career she most wants to devote to in her life, and get the greatest support and affirmation from the person she loves. Isn't this a more well-deserved "winner in life" than fragrant cars, BMWs, and seaside villas?. Mr. W contrary to Mr. N, Mr. W has the least change among us. He has been staying in the same industry and moving forward steadily, so he has been promoted steadily and has become more and more well-connected. At our weekend dinner, people often come to say hello to him, all because of his work. However, what pleases him most is not his thriving career, but his lovely son, who was born a few months ago, and his wife, who has been in love since college. Mr. W is the worst-off one among us. Five or six members of a small family are packed into a government public housing house of less than 60 square meters. His college tuition fees are all borrowed by loans. After graduation, he repaid the loans on his monthly salary. He didn't pay it back until several years later, while he had to subsidize some tuition fees for his brother. However, the rarest thing is that Mr. W has never had the words inferiority or anger. On the contrary, his poor family made him the most mature and responsible one among us. When he was in college, he was elected as the student president. In our first job, we felt that he was the most stable and the best at dealing with bosses and colleagues of various departments. Mr. W, who relied on his efforts, not only paid off the tuition loan for himself and his brother but also bought a new house and started a family. He was the first of the six of us to become parents. Father W pasted a wall of his new home with pictures of the growth of his baby, from birth to the first time. Can climb, the first time to call mom, dad, all sweetly recorded. Miss P and Miss W Miss P grew up in Canada and went to the United States in college. She graduated from one of the Ivy League schools with a hearty and direct North American character. In the first company, Miss P's directness was often criticized. Although Hong Kong is an open cosmopolitan city, sometimes when I think about it, I feel that it is not really open, and the politics and culture of the company are still very outspoken. Miss local, P's outspoken character often hits a brick wall.

fortunately, Miss P was not depressed because of this. under our "encouragement" of us, we thought that she was more suitable to change careers as a lawyer, so she resolutely resigned after two years of work to study full-time at JD, for three years. Although she often complained that it was not easy to find a job at a law firm after graduating from JD, she had a law firm to sign with her before she graduated from science and technology. So now we're all going to call her "lawyer P". Miss W studied Arts in university, but the magic is that she passed several accountant exams herself, so she was naturally poached by one of the four big schools. Two years later, she became a certified public accountant and successfully moved to a foreign company. Now her life is flying all over the world. With a lively personality and a love of making friends, she wants to run around while she is young, and this job has just fulfilled her. I as for myself? I finally handed in my final resignation letter last week, and I just need to finish the handover within the last month of work. The design school has sent me an official offer. I also successfully finished the IELTS early in the morning, and then I waited for my visa. In addition to preparing for all kinds of things to go to London, on the other hand, I am also making up paintings. After all, I am not an art student, and after skipping the Foundation, school year in September, it is estimated that my classmates are very good at painting, so I can't relax at all. But this kind of tension and busyness is very positive, because it is no longer to work and make money, but simply to make the things you like to do better. The dinner on Saturday was happy. After six years, it is a rare and valuable thing to see that friends and colleagues who grow up together can often get together to have a common topic and still stick to the same self. In the past, when I was young, I always felt that life was no longer wonderful after 25. 30 was an age that I could not even think of, but step by step, I found that 30 was the best age. This was the moment when I finally understood what I wanted to do and what kind of road I wanted to take. I finally had some savings to make my dream come true, and the confusion of my youth gradually cleared away. Because of their views on right and wrong, values have been gradually established. If you ask me which stage of myself I like best, I can finally say with certainty that nature is who I am now.