Foxconn is full of stars and beautiful women. Everyone is beautifully dressed and romantic. They were all working hard when they walked into the workshop. They are tired and in a hurry. They also think that the action is too slow and the quality is even more insane. Foxconn is my home, the salary is not increased, and the fine depends on everyone. The boss is a bodhisattva, so you don't have to brush your teeth or swipe your card. The food is not so bad. Cucumbers and cucumbers are fried, and several soybean teeth are placed like flowers. They are more tired than donkeys, worse than pigs, get up earlier than chickens, get off work later than ladies, and pretend to be better than grandchildren.

Everyone thought that Foxconn was Hong Kong. When they came to the Foxconn garbage factory, the nightmare began. Slogans shout loudly, deceiving others too much, machines buzz all day, but wages just don't rise. Eating is like going to the battlefield and playing table tennis. The eating time is too hasty and the accommodation conditions are unimaginable. There is no water or electricity in the broken bed for seven days a week. I want to rest for half a day and hit the wall with low wages. Leaders are like hungry wolves, with no ideas and no resistance. My eyes are green, and I have no fucking good time. If this goes on, I will die, leave early, fly early and be liberated. From then on, I can wander the rivers and lakes. Dedicated to Foxconn brothers and sisters in dire straits! ! !

Brother, I advise you not to go. This is what others said about Foxconn. I stayed in it for a month and then came out.