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Chapter 22 Loving and dedicated high-speed people

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    ? Chapter 22 "A High-Speed ??Man Who Loves His Job and Dedicates to His Work"

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    (1) Serve with a smile and be yourself

    Since I started working, I have developed the habit of writing a diary. It may be because the work of charging is monotonous and boring, so I write a diary to record my daily life.  And in my diary, the words that appear the most are "green traffic", "driver", "refueling", "persistence" and so on.  The first two represent my day-to-day business, and the last two represent my motivation to continue to stick to my post.

    After graduating from university, I gradually wore away my upright temper and learned to endure and smile.  Because I know-I am a toll collector, the window image of the expressway, and my every move represents the spirit of our industry.  For this reason, I have abandoned all kinds of bad emotions, and always regard civilized service and good education as my principles. Even sometimes, I will be really sad.  For example, on a certain day in July in the diary, when the weather was fine, a driver and driver had to claim that the goods he was pulling were in line with the free-for-free policy of green traffic when passing through the toll booth on a hot day.  After checking according to the formal procedures, I found that he still had some misunderstandings about the policy, so I explained patiently, but he directly sweared at me, and even threw the towel he used to wipe his sweat on me.

    At that time, I was really angry!  If it were an ordinary person, maybe I should have quarreled or fought with such an unreasonable person, but I endured it forcefully.  Because I know that the neat uniform on my body reminds me all the time: your every move involves the spirit of the entire high-speed industry!  So - I can't!  !  !

    I also know that I can't control all kinds of drivers; I know even more that I can control - only myself!  When I decided to be a toll collector, I made up my mind to do this job well.  Because we are the people who have the most frequent contact with drivers and passengers in the high-speed business, when we put on that uniform, we completely wiped out all kinds of bad emotions, adhered to the principle of civilized service, and greeted the vehicles coming from south to north.  No matter how much grievance we encounter, we can stick to our good upbringing, be ourselves, be open and frank, and encourage ourselves to face difficulties with a sound of "come on!"  Use each "persistence" to inspire yourself not to forget your original intention!  Really be worthy of the uniform, worthy of the red pavilion!

    (2) Stick to the bottom line and learn to endure

    I am an expressway employee who has just started working. I have practiced in the toll lane of Shaanxi Longguan Station.  At that time, there was an elder sister who often took care of me, and I also liked this young lady who was born in the 1990s very much, not only because she was beautiful and kind-hearted, but also because she had the tolerance and cultivation that ordinary women do not have!

    The elder sister's beauty is not discounted by the professional attire of the toll collector.  But Meili also brought troubles to my sister. Once, my sister and I worked as field personnel on the driveway.  When a small black car drove towards the toll booth, the driver stared at her maliciously, pestered her repeatedly, and asked for her WeChat in a flirtatious tone.

    Huh, this kind of person is very superficial and boring. I guess most women would turn around and leave, but my sister refused several times with a smile, but the driver got even worse, pointing at her and calling her "fake nobility"?  !  At that time, I really couldn't stand it anymore!  It is obvious that the driver is making trouble for no reason, why is he still swearing?  !  When I wanted to argue with the driver, my sister just stopped me and pointed to the uniform I was wearing oh, it was the uniform of a toll collector, which symbolized civilized service.

    Later, the driver finally left cursing, but my sister kept smiling.  I couldn't help asking her too, and she smiled and said, "I have the right to refuse to provide him with contact information, but it is also my duty to resolve conflicts with a smile."

    At that moment, I couldn't help being in awe!  The toll collector is the window image of the expressway and the guiding light on the expressway for drivers to solve problems.  While maintaining personal dignity, they must also adhere to the professional principles of toll collectors.  When the drivers and passengers encounter difficulties, they will help them in a timely manner; when the drivers and drivers speak harshly to each other, they are neither humble nor overbearing, but still maintain basic etiquette This is the noble quality of high-speed people who love their jobs and work hard!

    (3) A hero's wife, no regrets

    My husband and I are an ordinary couple born in the 1980s, but his career has destined our family to be extraordinary.

    He is a road administrator and a "highway guard" on the expressway who escorts drivers and protects the property rights of the highway.  But he failed to be the guard of his own family!  Due to professional reasons, as a high-speed person, he often spends less time with his family, and even the children can only be taken care of by me.

    Have you ever complained?

    Naturally, which woman would wish that her family would always lack that pillar?  May I ask which woman doesn't want her husband to meet her day and night and run our small family together?  But¡ªhe didn't!  his jobThe nature of it caused him to be ashamed to use "work reasons" every time he faltered to me for breaking the appointment. After all, even he himself used "bad" for this reason, and I was tired of hearing it.

    Finally, he was able to spare time to fulfill the promise of the "Journey of Giant Pandas".  It was a promise our daughter had made since she started Kindergarten, but he still missed countless times!  The reason, need I say more?  Now, my daughter is in the second grade, and when I took leave of absence to prepare for a trip, a phone call from him made me feel like I was on ice!

    "Sorry, I" It was that familiar faltering voice again!  I hung up the phone directly, looking at my daughter's puzzled face, I felt sore, I didn't know how to explain it to her?  Do you know how long that child has been waiting for?  How long have I been waiting?

    Afterwards, the child who grew up as a kid also realized her father's daily "broken promises", and, like me, did not want to contact her father anymore.  Until we saw a piece of news on TV: It was said that a road officer with the same name and the same unit as him cracked a major road property escape case with a small nut!  Only then did I realize that it was him, and I also understood his difficulties

    I couldn't help but shed a few tears, but for whom?  But the child clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Mom, mom, is that dad? Dad is amazing! He is a great hero!"

    I didn't know how to answer, I just hugged my daughter.

    Later, the little girl excitedly took the initiative to call her father, twittering non-stop, saying some words like "hero", unable to hide the pride in those big eyes.  Finally, when I let go of the previous resentment and took the initiative to call him, he actually said first: "Our girl always says I'm a hero, but I'm not" His voice seemed a little choked, and he continued:  "I have never been able to be the hero of your mother and daughter"

    "Okay, don't talk about it, it's the one who asked me to marry, what about you? You protect the peace of the road area, and you care about thousands of drivers, you are a real hero. You stick to the position you love, and I will be yours."  Sleepy and tired, my daughter and I will always wait for you and love you, and the door of our house will always be open for you.¡± This was my answer, and as soon as I finished speaking, I heard the other end of the phone,  His crying also felt the tears sliding down my cheeks.

    It was hot, like the tears of happiness that I shed when I put on my wedding dress to marry him.

    After everyone enters society, they often face the dilemma of conflict between career and family.  Career is the only way for everyone to obtain financial resources, and family is an important and inseparable belonging that everyone will accompany for a lifetime.  I am the wife of a high-speed man, and I understand his helplessness.  His absence is a kind of normalization. For example, he missed the agreement with his daughter this time, and some people missed the birthday of their own flesh and blood, missed one important day after another, and even the final farewell with their loved ones.

    It is the common quality of every high-speed person to give up the small family for everyone!  They are the heroes of the road, stationed on the highway with their youth, watering the street trees with their dedication, this is the respectable quality of the high-speed people's selfless dedication!  Therefore, as a hero's wife, I have no regrets!

    ?November 15, 2019 (remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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