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The standard package for the winner of life? is talking about my classmate, the daughter of the director of the Public Security Bureau, married to the second generation of Changle Fu, the whole family immigrated overseas, a son and a daughter, it is like skipping the difficult mode directly and starting a simple life.
Love is a superstition that is right at the right time, but it is better to say that it is a calculating business. But if material things are enough, why not find a soul mate?
Meet an older sister, the daughter of the JC director, an Oxford scholar, radiant. She married into a family of dentists, but unfortunately her husband's filling skills are average, and he has filled three teeth, two of which still hurt, which is really a wonderful combination of not being in the right household.
I have a friend, my parents are both elites in officialdom, my mother is a real worker, my father is a middle-level central enterprise, and my girlfriend is the daughter of a university professor. The relationship between the two is as good as a conjoined baby, and they can't be separated.
The "internal recommendation" in the blind date market refers to an acquaintance of mine who married an ordinary young man in the parental system, and it feels like an internal employee benefit.
"Internal digestion" in the workplace is about marrying an obedient and promising subordinate, killing two birds with one stone, and working and family are not wrong.
The daughter of a friend's minister, marrying an ordinary person, this marriage is like finding a cheap product with high cost performance in a luxury store.
My cousin's life is like being trapped in a glass jar, unable to work, unable to go out to play, being forced to have children, not being able to wear the clothes she likes, her husband not listening to her, the children not kissing her, not being able to go home freely, and being denied and scolded all the time.
The daughters of our bureau are still single in their thirties, studying and traveling at home and abroad, and they don't take marriage seriously at all. Their lives are like a never-ending bachelorette party.
My cousin, the daughter of the deputy director of the Education Bureau and the director of discipline inspection, married a man who was not tall, not handsome, and not rich. This marriage is like opening a blind box, never knowing what will be opened.
My sister is in a similar situation, she is married to the deputy director of the county, although she is a little poor, but she is still young and promising, like a potential stock.
Most of my friends are the wives of the sons and daughters of local entrepreneurs. It's like joining a VIP club with "Entrepreneur Family" printed on the business card.
The department-level female leader in the unit, her son and the new little girl in the unit married on a blind date, just like a high-level version of office romance.
The predecessor, the daughter of the director of the public security bureau of a district in Guangzhou, when she got married, not only the house and car were packed, but even the money bag was also included.
My father's criteria for choosing a son-in-law are very clear: it is best to be from a leading family within the dual system. Finding the right one is like picking apples in the supermarket, not red Fuji.
My sister, her marriage is like a fairy tale reversal, she married the security guard of the community.
My cousin-in-law, the director's son-in-law, married my cousin with average conditions. This marriage, like fast food in a luxury restaurant, is a bit out of tune.
My dad is in the hall, my mom is in the hall, and I'm in graduate school. I just broke up with my boyfriend, a civil servant whose father is in the middle of the road and whose mother is a housewife. Our love, like a famous painting hanging on the wall, looks beautiful, but it can never be touched.
Does this sound like a brainwashed slogan, or is it so cleanwashed that all brain cells have drifted away?
In our senior year, we found out that the wife of the university class teacher was not only the jewel of the vice mayor's palm, but also a professor at our school. This is a confidential work, comparable to that of the CIA.
My concubine, as the daughter of the director, was disliked by my mother-in-law because her official position was not high enough.
When your parents are waving red cards and are adamantly opposed to you marrying into a high-ranking family in Kochi, don't rush to roll your eyes. Their X-ray glasses may really be able to penetrate the fog of people's hearts and stop losses in time, lest you become a family version of "skydiving without parachutes".
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