The story of inspirational struggle of famous college students after 1980s.

This is a tragic story of a famous university graduate born in 1982. It may be very long, but please be patient. Maybe after reading it, you can understand the life and struggle of young people in an era. This is his story and the story of many of us.

I was born in 1982 and graduated from university for 3 years and 5 months. Now I work in a large market consulting company, with my own team, and my monthly salary is 16000, excluding other income and dividends. White-collar workers in the traditional sense. In Beijing, there is a suite, 80 square meters, mortgage, and a car, Toyota RAV4.

Tell me about my experience.

I graduated from the best school in China (one of the two famous schools), but my major left me no choice but to stay in school for a master's degree and a doctorate. When I was about to graduate from senior three, I found that postgraduate entrance examination was a fantasy for me. I have been in college for four years, and my GPA is less than 2.5. More importantly, I couldn't find a peaceful heart as a student at that time.

I decided to go abroad after failing to apply for the Top 500, Big Four and National Brand Committee. In June 2004, my classmates either stayed at school or left campus with a new tripartite contract. I dragged my luggage back to a big city in the Yangtze River Delta in my hometown, as well as my file relationship and the account I wanted to stay in Beijing.

I was disheartened at that time. I am ashamed to mention that I graduated from XX University in front of any relatives and friends. Four years ago, it was a name that made me wear countless auras.

Unemployed men who have been unemployed at home for one year and graduated from XX University are preparing to go abroad. GRE, TOEFL, cumbersome application, go back to school to open materials. The red failing courses and blue make-up courses on the report card are undoubtedly a mockery of the four years I have spent, and also a perfect footnote for my four years of StarCraft, CS, WC3, Basketball, Yanjing, Grade Two, truancy and lateness.

The American application was successful, and a third-rate university sent me an offer. So, well-off families began to collect money from me. The consumption of studying abroad without scholarships is huge, especially when converted into RMB.

However, the visa was not passed, and the American visa in 2005 was far from being so easy to handle now. The offer of third-rate university was ignored like air in front of the visa officer. At this time, to make matters worse, my girlfriend who has been with me for five years proposed to break up. (When I typed this sentence, I happened to see her MSN on the Internet, and my heart was actually very painful. ) I agreed. She is a child in Beijing, in the same school and at the same level. We've been together since freshman year. At that time, we were both first love. She is the most beautiful girl in the whole department, and she is also a dancer. After graduation, she went to the Big Four. Although the work is very tiring, it is not limited to professional recruitment. The high basic salary (graduates, 4850/ month) and high overtime pay (three times the normal working hours of 8 hours) make the Big Four a paradise for confused graduates.

One year after graduation, she wanted to buy a house and was able to pay the down payment, while I was unemployed and bankrupt, dreaming of going abroad.

She stayed with me for five years, and her parents had long regarded me as a son, but we finally broke up. When she broke up with me, she suggested in a consultative tone: let's separate for a while. I agreed. I felt extremely inferior at that time. And there are too many successful men around her.

I was disheartened, and my mother found me a job as a bank in my hometown. I started my short career as a cashier. A person who has never been exposed to finance, learned from the tellers in the bank the telegraphic transfer of cashier's checks and started for them. He doesn't even have his own desk and computer, and no one knows that I studied at XX University.

I was so calm in 2005, which may be the only thing I can be proud of when I look back on that past today. I work as a handyman for bank tellers, and my salary is extremely low. Some of them are junior college students one year lower than me. I don't have a chair. I fight guerrilla warfare every day. I stood behind them and watched them issue tickets. One stop is one day. Wearing a cheap white shirt and following the cashier in overalls and ties may be an eyesore. At that time, my biggest dream was to have a set of work clothes like that. Now that I think about it, I feel ridiculous and a little sad.

I may have been completely crushed by setbacks. From primary school to high school graduation, I was stunned. At that time, I was walking in the first grade, and I was exempted from the test when I was in junior high school. Plus I am good at physical education, and my height is 186. Joining any group is the main force of the basketball team, and my appearance is not bad. At that time, I didn't understand what good luck was. God has given me an unparalleled sense of superiority for 22 years, and it's time to repay. Now, I especially believe this.

A phone call saved me. A resume that I invested in Qianhai after graduation was taken to the desktop by HR of a Fortune 500 multinational group company one and a half years later. So I got this job opportunity, and I was ecstatic and ecstatic.

I returned to Beijing, and I have a job with a monthly salary of 2500 (probation period), and I am the best company in the same industry in the world, executing projects.

On my first day in the company, I began to travel. A three-month project, the company went to a six-person team, and I was one of the project support. The polluted air that has been suppressed for 1 year seems to have been released here.

The treatment of the top 500 companies is unparalleled. Up to now, although I have changed many companies, sat in countless different desks, had numerous business trips, and my position has been promoted again and again, I still can't compare with my project execution in the top 500 companies in terms of business trip treatment alone. With the time difference of three months, we traveled all over the country 17 cities, and each person had a higher taxi quota and meal quota every day (200 each). We stayed in a four-or five-star hotel, each with a big bed. The flight only takes Air China and leaves at 1 1 every day. What kind of influence does this have on a graduate who just got up from setbacks? I was lost in it in an instant.

Now I always think of what my mother said to me. I was lying in Hilton's big bed when I got a call from home. My mother knows my recent situation. In my complacency, she just told me that you are nothing because you can't do anything. You haven't enjoyed it, and you haven't been complacent. You need to study now. However, I am really too complacent. This also doomed my first formal job to a dismal end.

There is always something in my personality that indulges me. I have learned to restrain them now, but I won't then. In a gloomy year, the changes in the environment are very different in an instant. This is the effect of the disease outbreak. I felt that I finally got rid of bad luck, so I indulged myself in eating, drinking and having fun, which was contrary to the team leader on key issues. Looking back, how terrible I was at that time, I didn't have the minimum professional quality, I was sorry for my salary, I was sorry for the generous treatment provided by the company, and I failed to live up to this platform that wanted to cultivate me.

Not surprisingly, my first job died when I came back from a business trip. I failed the probation period. No matter how hard my direct leader tries to win opportunities from VP, I am still kicked out of the house. In fact, I haven't sat in the company office for a whole week.

Because of my negligence, my first job failed the probation period. This is my biggest setback in the top 500 companies. Until now, I haven't let anyone who knows me know this experience. I don't think I will ever tell them. This is the darkest gap in my 25-year life, which is bottomless.

I was beaten back to my original shape, so I began to drift from place to place, drifting in Beijing like all northern drifters. The file was thrown out by fesco, and I put it in Beijing. I can't tell my parents about my dismissal. I told them that I am very good in Beijing, with good working conditions, and I can learn a lot every day. But in fact, I can't keep three meals. I can't go to my friends, my buddies, my classmates in Beijing, because I can't reveal my embarrassing situation, and they have been working for more than a year, and they already have a big economic foundation. I can't afford to go out to the party.

I returned the original rented house and found a 600-yuan shared room outside the North Fourth Ring Road. I live in a small room without heating. There are two fresh graduates living in the big room. Until now, I don't want to think of such two people in my life. They are things that I don't want to put on the memory desk again like this time.

I started looking for a job. In June 2005, the weather was already very cold. Like most unemployed people, like most unemployed graduates from second-and third-tier universities, I poured into the talent market. Without a computer, I sent my resume in an Internet cafe every day, and my three-month salary was quickly spent by me, so I began to ask for money from home for various reasons, such as paying rent for half a year at a time, and the money was not enough.

Some resumes have been responded to, and more resumes have fallen into the sea. A fresh graduate, with no work experience and professional expertise, can hardly be taken care of by the company. Most of the people who replied to my resume were small companies.

I went to the interview and saw countless strange small workshop-style companies hidden in residential areas, which I couldn't imagine in college. Of course, I've also seen fraud companies, companies that cheat in the name of recruiting actors and artists. There is also an insurance salesman. I almost stepped into that line. I have also faced the process of how one person's dignity was trampled by another group of people, but the face under my feet is still full of sincere smiles.

A big local public relations company expressed interest in me, and they wanted to train me as a copywriter. The application procedure is strict and complicated. I passed the written test of AD, written test of English, oral English and interview. I realized that I was only one step away from climbing out of a deep gap. But this step did not go up in the end.

The general manager offered to talk to me. Her surname is Han. I sat in her spacious office and she only asked me one question. What do you think of the public relations industry? I'm at a loss. If you ask me this question again today, I can even write a comment of more than 2,000 words immediately without thinking. However, two years ago, there was only an empty blank in my mind about this issue. Teacher Han left me an assignment and asked me to go back and write a plan about a simple press conference with ppt.

I fought all day in the Internet cafe and pieced together a ppt according to my own ideas. This is an amateur thing I can't imagine today. It is disorganized, without any logical connection of feasible details. But I was so satisfied at that time? Masterpiece? Send it out. I think it's probably the same as what I feel now that Teacher Han received such a ppt. I failed in the interview again.

I can't take it anymore. There is less than 300 yuan left in Cary. I can't tell my family anything about me. So, when a small company agreed to hire me, I was so grateful to God for giving me a job. I am in an internet cafe, and my face is in tears. At least, this is a company that works in an office building. According to their vice president, XX University is the key to pass the interview. ohmygod？

The monthly salary is 3000 yuan, no four insurances and one gold, no salary card and no salary slip. I started my second job.

There have been too many discussions about the post-80s generation recently. I haven't seen the struggle, it's already heated up. But the confusion faced by graduates makes me want to write my own experience unconsciously. This is a unique frustration among people I know, but it also seems to reflect the plight of every college graduate, so I want to write it.

This is a website company that runs a golf website. The main way to make money is to sell discount cards of various courses to rich senior officials through various channels and raise a group of fancy but ostentatious sales. You don't have to think about how they sell discount cards. And I, in this company, am like the so-called? Activity channel? The supervisor of. In June, Beijing 1 1, the grass turned yellow, no one played, and there was no activity. I update some news information to the website every day, look at the webpage and play games.

I can always see many post-80s friends complaining that small companies are fooling around, colleagues haggle over every ounce, and leaders bully them. I just want to say, don't fall into such a company slowly, and gradually find yourself accustomed to that life and become such a colleague after many years. I hate it there.

I am a person who loves to laugh. Even now, as a small leader of a department, I am often called sunshine boy by my brothers below. However, I can never remember how many times I laughed at that website company. Be relatively silent with colleagues every day, look at each other's poker face, and then move your eyes back to your screen, do your own thing and be silent.

Finding a job was still one of the most important things in my life. The website company is my livelihood, but it is by no means a long-term berth.

In those few days in a small company, my college girlfriend found me. She heard from her college classmates that I was in a Fortune 500 company (no one knew about my dismissal), and we had the possibility of reconciliation. First love, entering the marriage hall, five years of ups and downs, how romantic. But the reality was cruel, and I turned her down. I feel trapped in a dark tunnel, and I can't even see any light ahead. I'm afraid she'll find me and see me in a corner. Because I know that with her personality, she will never stand by and watch, but that will break my last self-esteem.

I told her that I already had a girlfriend, and now she sleeps next to me. (These were the exact words on the phone at that time, although some of them were like the plot of a crude soap opera, probably because I was also deeply influenced by those bubble dramas. ) She didn't believe it and cried. Because I didn't want the couple in the big room to hear it and lead it into a conversation, I ran downstairs in my light clothes and shouted at her in the cold wind. I don't like you anymore! ! Then hung up the phone. My pathetic selfish self-esteem.

I poked in the cold wind for a long time, and then went upstairs to sleep.

Not long ago, she told me on MSN that she received your Mid-Autumn Festival blessing message, and so did my parents. Thank you! My father also said that there was no one to drink with him anymore. I am very sad because I broke the hearts of two old people irretrievably. Two old people who have always regarded me as their son, and two old people who will take me to my home as long as I spend the holidays in Beijing.

In February 2006, after three rounds of interviews, I was lucky again and was hired by a convention and exhibition company that could rank among the top ten in the world. 2006 is the year of the dog. At the beginning of the animal year, there was a perfect beginning for me at that time.

I really felt this way when I quit my job like a fugitive and walked out of that company. Everything new is waiting for me, this is the last chance I can seize, I said to myself. I believe that God will not give the same person an opportunity card indefinitely.

Friends who have done exhibitions should know that although there is no such line in the top ten most tired industries, it is not because they are not tired enough, but much more tired than those industries. Exhibition has never been taken seriously in China, and it is only regarded as an accessory of marketing or public relations. And I started from such a crevice industry.

The company is short of manpower, but there are many projects. Each AE should bring at least five or six projects, including press conferences, dinners and booths.

I know nothing about the four items on my back. It was a day and a night. Busy until two or three o'clock in the middle of the night every day, the mobile phone is always on standby.

A simplest press conference needs to plan site selection, venue rental, stage setting, process, design, construction, props, personnel arrangement, performance, host desk, AV lighting, software and video, photography, webcast, gift purchase and packaging, journalists and media, news release, media travel expenses, plane pick-up, guest invitation, arrangement of vehicles and hotel check-in. A simple press conference, just a variety of ppt, excel, word on the computer, there are tens of thousands of words, not to mention all aspects of communication and modification in the early stage. To be exact, as long as the customer makes a slight modification, it will affect the whole body, which requires the exhibition staff to make the most timely coordination in all aspects, and even the most inconspicuous AV data cable in the early stage is not in place, which is enough to ruin the whole well-planned meeting. At that time, I was in charge of four projects, dealing with different customers and coordinating with dozens of suppliers. I'm a newcomer, and I don't know anything.

At the beginning of the project, I almost smashed one when I was doing it. I realized that to make an exhibition, you need amazing coordination, planning, communication and mediation skills, and you need wit, tenacity, ability to speak and write. Of course, there must be endless energy, physical strength and brain power. On the other hand, it seems that I am not good at anything except English.

Whether I could survive the probation period was my only thought at that time. At that time, GM often called me to his cabin and told me that XX customers had complained about you again. I looked down and didn't know how to deal with such heckling.

I was transferred to a new group, because the company dug up a new advertisement, which is said to be one of the best in the industry, so the company decided to put the burden of other groups into his group. At least, that's what my colleagues say.

I am still grateful for this transfer, which made me meet a very good leader and two brothers, whom I call a friend in need.

AD's way of doing things is absolutely resolute. He has four or five big customers, and he can take over all their meetings and booths and participate in bidding. He has a bad temper, but he is by no means biased against you, just because you can't keep up with his rhythm. He will assign all the work to AM and AE in a very orderly way. He often tells us at the dinner table that we are in the same boat. Now the whole company is watching to see if our new group can complete this year's task, and we can't collapse first. At that time, in the group, the atmosphere was unprecedented unity, because the leader, he was very real.

We took a big project, a party of tens of thousands of people, and everyone in the audience was a guest. That's the biggest project I've ever done, and the preparation time is less than one month. We are too busy. There are two other AEs in the group, about the same age as me, and the oldest AE is 80 years old. We were assigned our own jobs, but we needed to coordinate with each other, so we gradually got to know each other. One is in the company 1 year, and the other is newer than me. So? Old? People bring new people, and we are overwhelmed by the heavy pressure, but we struggle to go back and forth to the company, customers, factories and venues every day, and never go home, for many days, no.

I still remember the night before the party, we moved to a hotel near the venue. After eight months, I stayed in a five-star hotel again, but I didn't care at all? Enjoy? It's an honor. I took off my smelly clothes for a few days, took a shower, and then went straight to the meeting place to continue the construction. I don't know if the gifts and part-time jobs are in place, so I have to watch the scene. I still remember two days ago, I was away on business and lived in Shangri-La. I met a classmate on MSN and asked me, how cool is it? I said, Fuzhou, Shangri-La. He said, cool. I said, cool hanging, once TM sleeps, I don't know if I can sleep every day. That's all.

Now I believe in a word, pulling out seedlings can't help, but pressing seedlings can definitely do it. The pressure at that time could not be expressed in words. For a simple example, the names of tens of thousands of invited guests should be repeatedly confirmed and printed into a desk sign. At the same time, we need to confirm the flight and check-in information of foreign guests. This is crazy enough. As invited guests, their names can't have letter mistakes. Of course, the guest list of customers is always changing. Who knows which guests will not come or want to come temporarily before the party starts? And this is only the most inconspicuous part of the whole party, and the work that invited guests needs to undertake. Fortunately, I am not the person in charge of this work. Actually, I still think so. Under such pressure, I learned how to manage the behind-the-scenes process of a real party, and I desperately want to keep these in my memory. Absorb ggg ...

When the party ended, we didn't even have the strength to cry. Customers came to thank us, shook hands and laughed. Then, we sat on the ground and watched the builders rise. I will never forget the way the leader stood there in a daze.

After this war, I gradually entered the business and was able to do some small projects independently. I don't seem to have received any complaints. I am no longer nervous and timid in front of customers, dare to discuss with them boldly, entertain them to eat, drink and have fun, and learn to bargain with vendors. Eating and getting a card made me gradually get rid of the moonlight dilemma, began to send money to my family, and began to consider buying a house and a car.

Later, three AE became best friends, aged 80,865,438+0 and 82 respectively. I am the third child, and the feeling of suffering is real. We work together on big projects, and we also provide unreserved help on small projects that we are solely responsible for. So far, I am extremely fortunate that this job has not only brought me rapid growth, but also brought you affection that no other job can bring, turning my colleagues into your best friends. Until now, I have a small job of more than 300 thousand in my current company, sent to? Big brother? In order to do this, he stared at Chengdu for three weeks so that I could do a beautiful job for my clients. Now he is an AM. Under the pressure of the company, the company thinks that he left one or two million jobs and went to Chengdu to stare at a project of more than 300 thousand. It's ridiculous. But he said that because this is the job I gave him, he must do it for me.

Basically, my experience is here. In the middle of this year, a headhunter called me and asked me to go to my current company, because there is a vacancy in eventmanager, with a monthly salary of 16000, which can bring a team of four people. In fact, three years after graduation, it is common to get calls from headhunters, and I will politely refuse most of them. But that mobile phone is different, because I worked with this company several times when I was in the exhibition company, and I may be in the top of the world in similar companies 1, at least my colleagues and I still think so. As the first party of my former exhibition company, I always wanted to go, and it even became a dream of mine, because it brought me into contact with the decision-making level of the higher-level construction and marketing department in the industry. So in order to realize this dream, I jumped ship. Although I have changed a lot of jobs, the real job-hopping is aboveboard. This is the only time.

The house was renovated in the spring, and now I have lived for more than two months, and I am still paying the mortgage. I have bought my car for almost a year, and I haven't run much, 2 1000 kilometers. I just had a maintenance last month. I like off-road vehicles, but I can't afford to burn oil (the oil price in Beijing is too expensive), so I bought a small RAV4, which is two-door and not practical. Go out to play when you are free on weekends.

I have a new girlfriend. When I was the most tired in the exhibition company, she always stayed with me, like a child, always making me want to protect her. It's only been a year and a half, and I don't know.

Now many people say that I am domineering. I think that's confidence. This self-confidence is a towering tree that has been ruthlessly destroyed by setbacks and pressures, and will not be easily destroyed again. Some people say I am sunny because I am fearless. Even in the face of the biggest problem, I dare to smile and say to my customers, no problem, I will solve it. The real thing

I am grateful for that terrible time, although I still don't want to talk about it.

Editor: Yes, on the road of life, there is no wind and rain, no rainbow, no past struggle, and there will be no feeling of success (in the true sense). Nowadays, college students, of course, I am one of them. At school, they will look forward to a bright future and design their own beautiful blueprints. But when it comes to society, there are bumps and bumps everywhere. How to climb out of it and embark on the road of prosperity? It's really impossible without strong perseverance and patience. I am very happy after reading it. The author's experience is not a legend, but something that every new human who comes out of the ivory tower must face, experience, get and enjoy at the same time. Dear friends, there will always be bread, and love will come. The post-80s world certainly belongs to us!