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That evening, when he came home from school, he was still thinking about an exercise the teacher had just said. I didn't pay attention. I just heard a bang. The bike hit a car and left a shallow scratch on the door. A middle-aged woman walked out of the car with an angry face. He quickly apologized: "aunt, I'm sorry..." it's easy to say. Can a word of sorry solve the problem? " A girl's sharp voice immediately attracted many onlookers. Coincidentally, the girl is from the next class and the car is from her mother. Relying on her superior family background, this girl always likes to be high above the top, and even walks with a bit of arrogance. Her meanness is famous in the whole school. How can she give up when she meets such a girl? Sure enough, she motioned her mother not to care. She turned around the car and deliberately asked in an understatement: "go ahead, what should I do?" He said without hesitation, "I'll pay!" "Do you know how much it costs to send such a scratch to the repair shop? Can you afford it?" The girl laughed as if there were no one else. "No matter how much money, I will pay!" He answered firmly. "Forget it, I'm celebrating my birthday today. I don't want to embarrass you. Well, just give me three bows and that's all!" He blushed and said, "impossible!" "Girl, don't be angry, I'll bow for him..." a woman in her 50s, who looked like a cleaner, suddenly pulled aside the crowd, put aside the broom in her hand, and seriously bowed three times to the mother and daughter: "I'm sorry..." the girl was still in a daze, but he turned and escaped from the crowd. The woman who looked like a cleaner was panting and caught up with her. "Mother, how can you do this... Without a little dignity!" He turned and his face was covered with tears of humiliation. "Children, the repair cost will cost hundreds of dollars at least. If you don't bow to them, how are you going to compensate? Your father is ill all year round, so it's hard for you to go to school with my salary..." said the mother in embarrassment. "I don't go to school. I can work and sell blood! It's better than disgrace!" His anger lingered. "My child, the college entrance examination will be in two months. Your grades are so excellent. Is it worth dropping out of school for such a small thing? Remember, as long as you work hard, you don't need to be brave for a while. Sooner or later, time will return your dignity to you..." my mother picked up the broom and walked away slowly. Her thin figure made him so distressed. Since then, he continued to study hard and was admitted to famous universities as he wished. Many years later, he started his own business and owned a company. Of course, he also owned his own private car. He was no longer the green boy who was ridiculed at will. Once, due to the wrong investment strategy, the capital chain of the company was suddenly interrupted, which not only failed to make profits, but also failed to pay the salaries of the staff in time. (www.lz13. CN) fortunately, he has always been enthusiastic about helping others and has good popularity. After several twists and turns and the help of old friends, he finally worked out a plan to get out of the dilemma. After working overtime for many days, he was very tired and wanted to go out of the office building and take a breath outside. When I passed by the typing room, I saw the door half open and a new employee was quietly complaining: "I really don't understand that the company can't even pay wages. Why do you stay here? No one left..." He held his breath and listened to the typist whispering, "you've only been here for a short time and don't know the situation of the company. Hello, our boss. He came from a bitter child and can understand everyone no matter what he does. Now when the company is in trouble, we all choose to stay. The reason is very simple. Working here, we feel that we live with dignity..." For a moment, he felt his nose sour and walked out quickly. After many years, he remembered what his mother had said. He knew that time really gave him the word "dignity" quietly.
That evening, when he came home from school, he was still thinking about an exercise the teacher had just said. I didn't pay attention. I just heard a bang. The bike hit a car and left a shallow scratch on the door. A middle-aged woman walked out of the car with an angry face. He quickly apologized: "aunt, I'm sorry..." it's easy to say. Can a word of sorry solve the problem? " A girl's sharp voice immediately attracted many onlookers. Coincidentally, the girl is from the next class and the car is from her mother. Relying on her superior family background, this girl always likes to be high above the top, and even walks with a bit of arrogance. Her meanness is famous in the whole school. How can she give up when she meets such a girl? Sure enough, she motioned her mother not to care. She turned around the car and deliberately asked in an understatement: "go ahead, what should I do?" He said without hesitation, "I'll pay!" "Do you know how much it costs to send such a scratch to the repair shop? Can you afford it?" The girl laughed as if there were no one else. "No matter how much money, I will pay!" He answered firmly. "Forget it, I'm celebrating my birthday today. I don't want to embarrass you. Well, just give me three bows and that's all!" He blushed and said, "impossible!" "Girl, don't be angry, I'll bow for him..." a woman in her 50s, who looked like a cleaner, suddenly pulled aside the crowd, put aside the broom in her hand, and seriously bowed three times to the mother and daughter: "I'm sorry..." the girl was still in a daze, but he turned and escaped from the crowd. The woman who looked like a cleaner was panting and caught up with her. "Mother, how can you do this... Without a little dignity!" He turned and his face was covered with tears of humiliation. "Children, the repair cost will cost hundreds of dollars at least. If you don't bow to them, how are you going to compensate? Your father is ill all year round, so it's hard for you to go to school with my salary..." said the mother in embarrassment. "I don't go to school. I can work and sell blood! It's better than disgrace!" His anger lingered. "My child, the college entrance examination will be in two months. Your grades are so excellent. Is it worth dropping out of school for such a small thing? Remember, as long as you work hard, you don't need to be brave for a while. Sooner or later, time will return your dignity to you..." my mother picked up the broom and walked away slowly. Her thin figure made him so distressed. Since then, he continued to study hard and was admitted to famous universities as he wished. Many years later, he started his own business and owned a company. Of course, he also owned his own private car. He was no longer the green boy who was ridiculed at will. Once, due to the wrong investment strategy, the capital chain of the company was suddenly interrupted, which not only failed to make profits, but also failed to pay the salaries of the staff in time. (www.lz13. CN) fortunately, he has always been enthusiastic about helping others and has good popularity. After several twists and turns and the help of old friends, he finally worked out a plan to get out of the dilemma. After working overtime for many days, he was very tired and wanted to go out of the office building and take a breath outside. When I passed by the typing room, I saw the door half open and a new employee was quietly complaining: "I really don't understand that the company can't even pay wages. Why do you stay here? No one left..." He held his breath and listened to the typist whispering, "you've only been here for a short time and don't know the situation of the company. Hello, our boss. He came from a bitter child and can understand everyone no matter what he does. Now when the company is in trouble, we all choose to stay. The reason is very simple. Working here, we feel that we live with dignity..." For a moment, he felt his nose sour and walked out quickly. After many years, he remembered what his mother had said. He knew that time really gave him the word "dignity" quietly.
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