Night Drive
by Rubem Fonca
I arrived home with my briefca bulging with papers, reports, studies, rearch, proposals, contracts. My wife, who was playing solitaire in bed, a glass of whiskey on the nightstand, said, without looking up from the cards, ‘Y ou look tired.’The usual hou sounds: my daughter in her room practicing voice modulation, quadraphonic music from my son’s room. ‘Why don’t you put down that suitca?’my wife asked. ‘Take off tho clothes, have a nice glass of whiskey. Y ou’ve got to learn to relax.’
I went to the library, the place in the hou I enjoy being by mylf, and as usual did nothing. I opened the rearch volume on the desk but didn’t e the letters and numbers. I was merely waiting.
‘Y ou never stop working. I’ll bet your partners don’t work half as hard and they earn the same.’My wife came into the room, a glass in her hand. ‘Can I tell her to rve dinner?’
The maid rved the meal French style. My children had grown up, my wife and I were fat. ‘It’s that wine you like,’ she said, clicking her tongue with pleasure. My son asked for money during the coffee cour, my daughter asked for money during the liqueur. My wife didn’t ask for anything; we have a joint checking account.
‘Shall we go for a drive?’I asked her. I knew she wouldn’t go –it was time for her soap opera.
‘I don’t e what you get out of going for a drive every night, but the car cost a fortune, it has to be ud. I’m just less and less attracted to material things,’ she replied.
The children’s cars were blocking the garage door, preventing me from removing my car and parked it in the street, put the other two cars back in the garage, and clod the door. All this maneuvering left me slightly irritated, but when I saw my car’s jutting bumpers, the special chrome-plated double reinforcement, I felt my heart race with euphoria.
I turned the ignition key. It was a powerful motor that generated its strenghth silently beneath the aerodynamic hood. As always, I left without knowing where I would go. It had to be a derted street, in this city with more people than flies. Not the Avenida Brasil—too busy.
I came to a poorly lighted street, heavy with dark trees, the perfect spot. A man or a woman? It made little difference, really, but no one with the right characteristics appeared. I began to get ten. It always happened that way, and I even liked it—the n of relief was greater. Then I saw the woman. It could be her, even though a woman was less exciting becau she was easier. She was walking quickly, carrying a package wrapped in cheap paper—something from a bakery or the marke
t. She was wearing a skirt and a blou.
There were trees every twenty yards along the sidewalk, an interesting problem demanding a great deal of experti. I turned off the headlights and accelerated. She only realized I was going for her when she heard the sound of the tires hitting the curb. I caught her above the knees, right in the middle of her legs, a bit more toward the left leg—a perfect hit. I heard the impact break the large bones, veered rapidly to lthe left, shot narrowly past one of the trees, and, tires squealing, skidded back onto the asphalt. The motor would go from zero to sixty in eight conds. I could e that the woman’s broken body had come to rest, covered with blood, on top of the low wall in front of a hou.清平乐是什么意思
凭良心Back in the garage, I took a good look at the car. With pride I ran my hand lightly over the unmarked fenders and bumper. Few people in the world could match my skill driving such a car.工作名言
The family was watching television. ‘Do you feel better after your spin?’my wife asked, lying on the sofa, staring fixedly at the TV screen.
‘I’m going to bed,’ I answered, ‘good night everbody. Tomorrow’s going to be a rough day at the office.’
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十二星座最真实的性格江城九是一个非常沉稳的人，也是一个懂得享受生活的人。因此，当公司现任CEO即将去职的消息传来时，他并没有大喜过望，而是继续慢条斯理地做完了晚饭，然后打电话给CEO表达惋惜之情。
他所任职的这家公司是一个跨国公司，这家公司拥有三十多年的历史，正在享受其发展过程中的黄金年代，全世界的订单如雪片般飞来，开动所有的生产力量也只是勉强能够满足需求。公司的长年稳定发展使得公司产生了非常稳健的文化，合理的竞争和对优秀人材的适度奖励是这种文化的具体表现，年度最佳员工的奖品只是区区一套双立人刀具而已。今年的最佳员工正是我们的主角，江城九。
江城九，这位年方三十五的男人是公司中最位高权重的五个人之一，被称为少壮派的领袖。他从门店经理起步，十年间已经成为公司分销渠道部门的总监。如果现在的CEO离开，他将是有力的竞争者。虽然没有表现出来，但是他已经开始在各个方面开始了努力。他的对手是财务总监赵元洪——一名老而成精的公司元老、董事长特别助理蒋其彬——一名距离权力最中心很近的马屁精、独立董事兼审计李茉——副董事长的情妇，野心很大的女人。他的优势在于他和董事长一样，都是从最底层做起的，同时又对各种享乐拥有很好的鉴赏力，因此董事长很赏识他。
总而言之，虽然前路漫漫，但是他的前程无疑是相当光明的，他应该活得很得意才是。
只有一个问题，最近他经常见鬼。第一次见鬼是在参加了原CEO的告别宴会之后。他和妻子志得意满地带了七分酒意回到家，妻子在路口先下车去便利店买东西。他将车停进车库之后，一抬头，站在车
库门口，正用茫然的眼神看着他的却是他死去的姐姐。一向沉稳的江城九不但酒意全醒，把尿撒在了裤裆里，甚至还大声地尖叫起来。他吓得连车门都不敢出，吓得用脑袋使劲撞击方向盘。他的妻子从路口进来，听见异常的响动，进来时看见了他的古怪举动，他这时再抬头去看时，车库门口却空无一人了，他的妻子进来的路上也没有看见什么穿着一身粉红色连衣裙的女人。他疑虑满怀地四处查看，也并没有什么发现。最后，他只能将这次遭遇当作幻觉，进屋休息去了。彻夜难以入睡。
可是，这并不是幻觉。第三天晚上，他又一次见到了他的姐姐。这次是在晚上加班结束之后。33层空无一人的走廊里，他一个人走向电梯。等待电梯时，他总有被人窥伺的感觉。电梯来了，他进去，按了B2——车库的按钮，电梯门徐徐关闭。在电梯门距离完全关闭还有10厘米的地方，他陡然发现自己的姐姐正站在门外，又是那种茫然的眼神，又是那件粉红色的连衣裙。他完全僵硬了，虽然举手就可以让电梯打开，但是却怎么也无法控制自己的肌肉。他在电梯中尖叫起来，一直尖叫着，直到电梯到达目的地。他冲出来，跑进警卫室，要求看刚才33层的录像。可是摄像探头只拍到他进入电梯，门关上，然后便一片宁静。
他又失眠了。隔天早上是周末，他和蒋其彬一起陪董事长打高尔夫。平时只有他们三人，但今天却多了赵元洪和李茉。四个人在球场上钩心斗角，都想套出董事长的意向和董事会打算如何决断。江城九多数时候是个听众，只是在需要开口的时候说两句而已，而说的也多半是“周末还是好好打球，工作等进了办公室再谈吧”这样的话语，或者是同董事长兴致勃勃地讨论音乐和红酒。董事长显然很喜欢这样
的表现，对他多有嘉许，而另外几个人看向他的眼神中或多或少地带了怨恨。
回家路上，他一直怀着恐惧，害怕什么时候会又看见姐姐的身影。实际上，他这样的恐惧已经到了非理性的地步。无论如何时候，只要是一个人呆着，他就会神经症地陷入这样的情绪。
周一晚上，和董事长讨论渠道细化的问题到很晚，两人共进晚餐。日本料理的包厢中，两人把酒言欢，正愉快的时候，他最恐惧的身影又出现了。穿着粉红色连衣裙的女人站在董事长的背后，茫然地看着他，他要用最大的力气掐着自己的大腿才能不叫出声来。董事长和他交谈喝酒吃饭的过程中，女人就这样站在他的对面，而董事长似乎全无所觉。他实在承受不住，借口去洗手间，贴着屋子墙壁溜了出去。他颤抖着小便，尿湿了皮鞋，一边还自嘲地想到，总算今天没有再尿裤。他花了十分钟慢慢地洗脸，慢慢地走回去，心里非常想一逃了之，但是想到董事长是不能得罪的，便还是尽了最大的努力走了回去。开门，屋里只有董事长了，他松了一口气。
接下来的日子也都与此类似，白天他要竭尽全力同其他人周旋，这段时间决计不能犯任何错误，决计不能被人拿住把柄，否则CEO的位置就将与自己说再见了。同时还要想办法给其他几个人下绊子。他挫败了数次针对自己的阴谋，例如区域间的串货，例如运输中发生的货损货失，例如卖场忽然大幅度提高入场费用，即便是掏自己的腰包也在所不惜。局面已经进展到了这一步，退缩便是失败，退缩就意味着自己在这家公司的生涯的结束。精疲力竭之间的夜晚中，他还要活在恐惧之中。姐姐的鬼魂会日本占地面积
在任何一个他无法想象的时候出现，只有他能够看见，别人都毫无所觉。更加可怕的是，她甚至在自己的儿子面前显形，给他糖吃。
他终于濒临崩溃，妻子儿子由于忍受不了他的逐渐疯狂而离开了家庭。他上网去寻求帮助，一个自称道长的人出现。“就叫我道长好了，也许我是个道士，也许我的名字就叫道长，这不是你该关心的问题，你只需要知道，关于鬼魂的事情，我能替你解决。”道长这样说。江城九觉得他是自己的最后希望了，于是将事情经过一五一十地说给他听，道长沉吟半晌，问他要了姓名八字和姐姐的姓名八字和去世的时间之后，抛下一句“这事情交给我了”就离开他。
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道长开始调查这件事情。他做了一个命盘推演，发现了一个奇怪的事实：江城九的姐姐应该不该短命夭亡。带着这样的疑问，他继续探查下去。他发现江城九的家乡是在西北的一个偏远乡村，而非他一向声称的魔都，名字也曾经改过。这样的隐瞒也能够理解，想在这样的公司中往上爬，良好的家世是非常必要的，如果承认自己来自农村，再加上一个土气的名字，很可能连进入总部的机会都没有。将谓偷闲学少年
