The "old foxes" I met in the workplace.

? The "old fox" mentioned here does not necessarily mean old age, but more often refers to the sophistication of the other person's mentality and the sophistication of playing with interpersonal relationships.

? I am young, naive and fond of fantasy when I first entered the workplace. At the beginning, I gave up my biggest dream and went to college for a targeted quota. I entered a technical secondary school. To tell the truth, I regretted it the first day I entered the school, but in order to reduce the burden on my parents, I had to bite the bullet and continue studying, without any "willful" capital. Maybe I was wrong from the beginning, and I was destined to walk on thin ice in the workplace behind me, trembling every step of the way.

? This is really a terrible past. When I first entered the workplace, in the first few years, due to the lack of writing talents in the unit, I didn't want to live in the sun and rain every day, and my mouth was full of swearing words every day. I worked hard at writing, and a little insight made me create infinitely. Finally, I changed and got closer to my ideal position step by step. But looking back now, many people didn't pay as much as I did to reach my ideal position. Most people can easily achieve it by connecting or sending this or that. After that, I was like a duck to water.

? The first old fox

? I have just worked for five years, so I can say that my so-called career has just started, and I have encountered the merger of two units. The complexity of the situation is something I haven't thought clearly yet. I was forced to give up my hard-earned position and transfer to a department that is easy to offend and thankless. I can't stand this blow for a while, and my work is not as active as before. Play games when bored, and scold the section chief with colleagues when in a bad mood. Gradually, I became the object of exclusion. When the superior department needed help, I was inexplicably kicked out of this department by the "old fox". I still remember his face when I asked him why he asked me to clean up everything in the office. He looked at me proudly and said, "You don't know when you will come back to help, at least for a year or two. I can't say clearly. Can't occupy a position. " I really want to hit him in the face with something. Later, I found that my impulse appeared more than once, but I was endured more than once.

? I was fired from my unit and drifted for about two years. Because it doesn't matter, I finally returned to my original unit. But it was cleaned up, downgraded to a higher level and went to work in the workshop. When I first returned to work, I was always asked, "Everyone thought you were promoted!" I only have a wry smile.

? The second old fox

? The director and secretary of the new workshop are the most resentful old foxes I have ever seen. Let me start with the director. Because both of them knew that I was demoted to the workshop, they tried their best to be harsh on me in my later work, hitting me in the face in front of employees, especially leaders. The director is young, graduated with a bachelor's degree and matured earlier than his peers. He has mastered scheming and facial skin, and this person is quite popular with leaders. It was when the spring breeze was in full swing that I met my demoted colleague, who used to be more and more powerful in a department. Careless at work, preaching everywhere that the whole building can't be done well. When I met such a villain, I had to surrender and think about how to change this passive situation So I understand that this kind of unit is not popular. I can't touch anything beyond the bottom line. It doesn't matter if I send something small. We can stop for a few days at first, but the people behind us are getting worse and worse, so our third old fox comes out.

? The third old fox

? Speaking of this third old fox, his accomplishment is many times higher than the first two. When the contradiction between me and the second old fox intensified day by day, I found some clues. The third old fox, although he has no obvious disdain for me on weekdays, or talks about my shortcomings everywhere, occasionally talks to me. However, I found that his relationship with the second old fox began to get a little stiff. I can't figure out these complicated relationships. While my colleagues across the street were watching me busy, I continued to work happily without sitting on the bench. Just learned to be silent, distracted and look at people. No longer reveal your thoughts and opinions easily. So I was sandwiched between the second old fox and the third old fox and worked hard for more than a year. Finally, this entanglement broke down and the second old fox finally got a little promotion. My definition of this kind of person is that he wants to climb high, but it is difficult, and his mentality and behavior are all there. Any meaningful leader will not put such a person in an important position, because everyone is afraid of his mouth. The third old fox didn't want to go to the leader after the second old fox was transferred, saying that he was qualified for the position of director. As a result, my ass didn't sit hot I was inspected by the superior inspection team and received a report from the staff. Now demoted to ordinary cadres. Oh, by the way, the first old fox I met was transferred by the boss. On weekdays, his arrogance offended too many people, and he had already slipped to other units.

? To tell you the truth, these old foxes I met at work, I hated them at first. Like I said before, I don't know how many times I had the urge to throw things in their faces, but I asked myself if I was more cultured, all the bullying, the twisted face when the other party yelled, and the little moves behind me. I have endured it all, but now I am a little grateful to see people, because it is these people who have always adhered to their leadership and taught me to do things honestly, not to be partial, and not to dream of promotion. It's not easy to keep today's job. In the face of such a talented unit, at least don't be bitten by an old fox.