In the summer of 2008, when I graduated from college, I wore a fresh job-seeking safety brand white shirt and black narrow skirt to the Financial Weekly interview. A senior media person sitting across the long table asked me, which news line I am most interested in running? I recalled the catalogue and copyright page of the publication, which were linked to the economics department majoring in the university, and made nonsense about "economics, financial management, and lifestyle", which I thought were less barriers to entry.
The senior media person suddenly paused and threw out an unexpected question. Question: "What do you think is the definition of fashion?" I was stunned. Fortunately, the senior media person had a whole stack of resumes to deal with. He didn't have time Special Database to let me stand there, and he quickly revealed the answer in his heart, "Fashion is what the rich are doing - do you know the rich? ?" Before stepping into this conference room, I wrote down the weighted indices of the stock, foreign exchange, and energy markets that day, and reviewed the calculation formulas such as the annual yield rate. After all, to me at the time, rich people were simply different-dimensional creatures.
A few days after the interview, I received the admission notice, "I don't know rich people at all" and the predicament of superficial imaginings of wealth, social status, and class duplication, so I experienced it myself in future workplace collisions. . After working for more than ten years in a blink of an eye, I left my job as a reporter within the system and became an independent writer who took over cases, serving many people who needed ghostwriting.