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新的一年来到了。海龟,是一个很复杂很特殊的名词。
                                                                                                                                                                随着中国的发展,它由褒义词,蜕化为中性词,最后成为贬义词。理工农医类海龟,八十年代,可以做到副校长;九十年代,可以当副系主任;二十一世纪,没有关系的话,顶多给个副教授。
                                                                                                                                                                至于金融管理社科类海龟,就更不值钱了,他们的老师和骗子差不多,他们自己就可想而知了。识相的海龟,夹起尾巴,老老实实做人,认认真真做事,还能逐渐融入社会。
                                                                                                                                                                偏有那不识相的,这也看不惯,那也不适应,出门嫌脏,坐车怨挤。不幸的是,总部新派来的销售部经理王彼得王海龟,就属于不识相的那一类。
                                                                                                                                                                雅琴操办的接风宴会上,一个矮胖秃顶的男人,猛嚼着水煮牛肉,一对绿豆眼瞄来瞄去,在鱼香肉丝和火爆腰花间拿捏不定。他,就是王海龟,讲起话来,中英混杂,苏北口音,一顿饭间,还多次成功地把筷子落在地上。
                                                                                                                                                                “大家举起杯!”雅琴见气氛不够活跃,提议道:“为王博士的到来,”“叫我彼得!”雅琴被打断了。“好,我们为王彼得,啊,不,彼得王,干一杯!”稀稀落落的碰杯声。
                                                                                                                                                                “袁芳,这外国人名儿里面,有没有发音类似巴丹的?”一个销售员问道。
                                                                                                                                                                “我真的不知道,多半儿没有。”“我知道,”徐倩凑过来:“我在酒吧里认识一个家伙,西亚中东那边来的,名叫沙比尔。”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                “嘿嘿

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