What does a person who doesn t work hard from a young age become hard working?

The company is actually unreliable, and you can't rely on the company's salary to support you for a lifetime. You must always have the ability to leave at any time, that is, you can work hard enough to get you a job forever. Therefore, it is far from enough to simply recruit and do personnel, because when these skills are 30 years old, there will be cheap little fresh meat to replace you, and you don't have any competitive advantage.

So I realized that I had to learn new knowledge, keep up with the company, and go to write articles, read books, and attend classes after work. Because only my comprehensive professional ability is strong enough to deal with all kinds of risks outside, I have to work hard.

My cousin's family traveled to Beijing, Shanghai, Hong Kong and ...... during the National DayI saw the circle of friends I was really red-eyed, and yesterday I saw the circle of friends they posted "I went to the Bird's Nest and watched the voice finals by the way", and I sent a WeChat message to my mother, "Mom, don't worry, when I make money after graduating from college, I will also take you out to travel, eat delicious food, and play fun .......""When I posted this paragraph, I was actually quite uncomfortable in my heart, I am also a parent, my uncle and aunt have gone out to travel, and my parents are still working for me to make money. After a while, my dad sent me a WeChat message, "It's okay, Xiao Gao. Study hard, you will always be our greatest pride, whether you travel or not, we don't care, our happiest thing is that you grow up healthy and sunny."

I started working hard for what I said.

Everyone else is improving, they are changing, as long as you are not satisfied with the status quo or the future life, you will not be anxious to stand still, even take a break in the middle, you will be full of guilt and anxiety.

I worked hard in elementary school to get to junior high school, otherwise my family would definitely not let me go to school, let me go out to work or something, and I didn't want to go out to work, if I didn't study at that time, many people would definitely look down on my family, and I guess I would not have any big prospects at that time, so I had to be admitted to junior high school with excellent grades.

Recently, I worked hardest when I was preparing for the graduate school entrance examination, and I worked hard, but unfortunately I didn't get in. My sleep was very poor since my sophomore year of high school, when the huge stress caused me to suffer a nervous breakdown, and finally I went to a school I didn't like. I spent the first three years of college in reflection and depression, and in the last year, I finally figured out that in order not to regret it in the future, I can make my parents proud, so I should go to graduate school desperately.

My dad took my sister to college on a bus. On the way back, in order to save money, I didn't eat at a roadside restaurant with the people on the bus, but only bought biscuits and squatted on the roadside with boiling water to eat. Later, the car drove and he didn't call him, so he ran after the bus for a long time.

When I think of my dad squatting on the side of the road and eating biscuits with boiling water, I am very motivated.

As an HR, I have been dealing with all kinds of performance and all kinds of incentives in the company. Our focus every day is to think about how we can motivate our employees to work hard. But I never thought about why I worked so hard and so hard.

I only know that at every stage of my life, it seems that there are people who will tell or influence that you must move forward and work hard.

Although he knows that his qualifications are mediocre, his talent is shallow, and his realm is still young, he is just an ordinary stone among all living beings. I still want to do everything I can to get closer to the great man, a little closer. Even if this middle distance is a chasm for me, so what?

I am only willing to burn myself on the land of China, not for fame, not for gains and losses. I don't know if it's faith or not, but if it is, I can feel the power.

When I was in college, there was no pressure to get grades, but when I was a sophomore, I wore many hats, being class president and several club leaders, leaving the house almost at 7 a.m. and returning at 11 p.m. when the shutter was curfew. My roommates all said why I worked so hard. Looking back now, I think it was my interest and passion.