How to get rid of telling the truth?

Anyone who knows me knows that my sadness and anger, happiness and pride will be reflected in my face. On my way to work, I can tell my colleagues interesting stories, tell jokes and gossip news. What should I do? ! This is my problem. Today, I was called to talk by my secretary. If the secretary in the system talks to someone, it will probably be bad. Sure enough, the high-sounding reason is the need of work. If you want to transfer from the propaganda mouth to the office, you should immediately start the punching bag mode of the secretary of the big boss, the clerk of Party A and the leader. The secretary stressed: It's different when you go to the office. Hold your temper and shut your mouth! ?

Obviously, the propaganda that has not improved for several years has finally been exposed, and there is not even an order. I will pick up a hot potato. The front is covered with thorns and gloomy. I have to watch my mouth!

I said something shameless: organization can let me carry a heavy load. Although I can't stand my post, I still try my best. . The secretary was very satisfied and finally showed a submissive expression. Then I gave you two words: You can't count on me for this mess. Anyway, I will come back in a year. ? The angry secretary struck the table:? Out of this door, you dare to say it's a mess, just wait for me to knock your skull! ? By the way, he will take it seriously, so change people. I don't want to do it anyway. I am a person who has no idea what reason is. I'm lazy and idle. I'm paralyzed and I can never stand up straight. It is my accomplishment to pretend to turn a blind eye when I meet a leader who bows to me, and it is common to stare at him. I still remember once listening to "Big Boss" read an flattery from an apple polisher. Distracted? My first reaction was nausea. As a result, I made up a joke and told my colleagues. Of course, I am evil. I know that every time the other person sees me, I want to eat it raw, but I like the way you don't like me and can't fuck me. It's refreshing I don't like leadership very much. I have been wandering in the eyes of leaders all the year round. In order to beautify yourself, you can barely count as a second line. Only when you need an old ox will everyone think of my existence. This time, the same thing happened again. Working within the system, fatigue and suffering are not important. What I hate most is peer confrontation. On weekdays, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters who love each other in the family all highlight the wolf's side and rush forward with all their strength. The first time you push and shove, you are afraid that you won't show your head and get the favor of the leaders. All kinds of condescension flashed sharp blades in the dark, and when they stepped on each other, they pushed cups and sent them. Of course, after this stage, everyone will magically become a family and live in peace.

I've seen too much, and I find it particularly boring. Your praise and pride are worthless in my world. I work so hard, not for promotion, not for making money. My goal is to make myself a better person. I don't need competition, I just need people I care about to appreciate it. So if you don't like it, say it's personal, but it's actually 250. Being a good person is definitely the only magic weapon to improve the system, but I just can't. Life is too short, and I don't want to leave a minute for people and things that make me unhappy. I just want to say it, just to make myself feel better, until I am good enough. Now that I have changed departments, should I restrain myself and grow into a person with noble soul?