"Prince Jie?!" Qiao Linlin looked at Wang Zijie in front of her, and couldn't believe it. She was a shabby military coat with a greasy hair. She seemed to have not been washed for a few days. Her chin was covered with an untreated beard, and she didn't look like a college student at all. She looked weird and felt like she was thirty years old.

Wang Zijie lowered his head suddenly.

"Hey, boss, how do you sell this dress?"

"I won't sell it." Wang Zijie suddenly took back the clothes from the customer's hands.

"No more selling? You are so strange!"

The customer was nagging there: "Okay, 119 is OK, right? I really like it."

Wang Zijie, who lowered his head, always felt two sharp eyes looking at him. These two pairs of eyes were so sharp that they shone themselves ashamed as if they were golden eyes.

He wanted to leave quickly, but the customers around him were chattering and refusing to give in.

Wang Zijie gritted his teeth and simply ignored the stall and turned around and left.

"Wang," Qiao Linlin couldn't help but want to call Wang Zijie. To be honest, Qiao Linlin was a good friend of Wang Zijie when she was in high school. Now when she saw Wang Zijie like this, she felt a little indescribable, but she was afraid that Zhou Yuwen would misunderstand, so she couldn't help but look at Zhou Yuwen next to her.

Zhou Yuwen didn't care. Seeing Wang Zijie stumble and left in a hurry in the crowd, he was a little lost. Seeing Qiao Linlin looking at her, he asked, "Look at what I do? Are you and him friends? Go and reminisce about the past?"

After hearing this, Qiao Linlin quickly shook her head and said, "I have nothing to talk about with him. I didn't have much interaction in high school. I just got into Jinling when I was in college and started playing."

Wang Zijie didn't hear Qiao Linlin's words. At this moment, he just kept walking forward and stumbled on the road. The bluestone road was originally narrow and long, and now there were so many stalls selling things there. There were many people on the road. Do you have bad tempers and curses in a low voice but don't have eyes?

When Wang Zijie met such a person, he didn't say anything, but just kept walking forward.

"Let's go somewhere else to see."

Zhou Yuwen was still watching Wang Zijie's departure back, but Qiao Linlin took the initiative to pull Zhou Yuwen's arm and said.

Today she was wearing a large workwear and just a pair of gray leggings on her lower body, which made her legs look long and thin. She looked very good when she stood there. She didn't want to waste too much time on Wang Zijie. The two of them had nothing to do with them. If they cared too much, they might be misunderstood by Zhou Yuwen.

In fact, with Qiao Linlin's mentality, she didn't want to have anything to do with Wang Zijie. After all, when she was in college, Wang Zijie was in a strait between Zhou Yuwen and Qiao Linlin. Because of Wang Zijie's existence, Zhou Yuwen avoided him several times. I remember that for a while in his sophomore year, Qiao Linlin hated Wang Zijie very much. She felt that if Wang Zijie had not followed her to Jinling, she would have been with Zhou Yuwen long ago.

Now I don’t have much hatred for Wang Zijie, but at the same time, Qiao Linlin still doesn’t want her and Zhou Yuwen to be unhappy because of Wang Zijie.

After all, she is very happy now. Zhou Yuwen bought a house for her in Beijing and got a car. The most important thing is that Zhou Yuwen loves her, that's enough.

Qiao Linlin's heart is very small. She acted carelessly in the first half of her life. But now, when she meets a man she loves and has the ability to protect her, she naturally doesn't want to lose it.

"Yes." Zhou Yuwen nodded, stopped looking at Wang Zijie, and turned around and left.

Wang Zijie, who had been moving forward, had no idea what was going on behind him. He always felt that Zhou Yuwen and Qiao Linlin were watching him from behind, so he put in enough strength to move forward.

Finally, he collided with a woman holding a pile of clothes.

The woman was knocked to the ground and her clothes were also knocked to pieces.

"Wang Zijie, what are you doing?" Liu Yue, wearing a down jacket, rubbed his butt, glared at Wang Zijie, and complained.

"I," Looking at Liu Yue in front of me, Wang Zijie was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to say.

He quickly turned his head, fearing that Zhou Yuwen and the others would see Liu Yue, and Zhou Yuwen and Qiao Linlin were gone. Wang Zijie breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately.

"What are you looking at? Help me up quickly!" Liu Yue complained.

"Oh!" Wang Zijie realized it later and quickly helped Liu Yue up.

Liu Yue was wearing a pink cheap down jacket and looked a little bloated. The weather in the capital was cold, especially those who were doing business outside. If you don’t wear a few more clothes, you really couldn’t stand it.

She dusted the dust on her body, and saw that Wang Zijie was still dazed there, and couldn't help but say, "What are you stupid? Pick up your clothes quickly? Don't you have to look at the stall?"

"Ah, yes," Wang Zijie quickly lowered his head to pick up clothes, and said while picking up the clothes, "I want to come here to go to the bathroom."

Liu Yue looked at Wang Zijie picking up his clothes there. The big boy was bending over and looked quite funny. As Liu Yue looked at him, he suddenly burst into laughter.

"Okay, you go to the bathroom quickly, I'll go to the stall." Liu Yue took the clothes from Wang Zijie's hand, helped Wang Zijie wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said, Look at you, you're sweating in the middle of winter.

Wang Zijie smiled awkwardly.

"Go to the bathroom quickly, let's have a meal when we come back."

"Ai!"

Time flies so fast. In a blink of an eye, it has been a year. Last year on New Year's Day, Wang Zijie ruined his studies with a bottle of wine.

My parents traveled thousands of miles to Jinling to cure themselves, and my father even slapped himself in front of Liu Zhu's parents.

The matter was resolved later, and Wang Zijie followed his parents back to the capital.

Those were the two most difficult months he had. At that time, Wang Zijie discovered that the so-called love and love were not even as good as a fart in the face of real life.

He was expelled from university and couldn't raise his head in front of everyone.

Every day when they were having dinner, their father said nothing, and their mother sighed. Every move made Wang Zijie particularly sensitive.

A long time later, my father said that he had asked Wang Zijie for an errand worker. He was a temporary worker in a state-owned enterprise, and he was 1,500 yuan a month.

The salary is a little less.

"You can work hard. In two years, your mother and I will think of another way. It will be fine to get a staffing for you."

In those two months, the white hair on my father's head increased a lot, but no matter what, their family was also a petty-bourgeois family in Beijing, and their parents were dual-employed, so it was no problem to arrange a job.

I don’t expect Wang Zijie to make much money. At least I have something to do, which is more important than anything else.

"dad"

After lying at home for two months, Wang Zijie spoke for the first time.

"I, I don't want to go to work, I want to do business"

"Doing a nonsense business! I didn't agree to you going to Jinling at the beginning! Now it's okay!"

The anger that my father had accumulated over the years finally broke out. At that time, Wang Zijie was going to Jinling, but he disagreed. The subjects under the emperor ran to a small city in the south?

You go, but you get into trouble!

I am so funny that I am being laughed at by others and I am still doing business now!?

You are the businessman!?

Do you want to sell your house to support you?

"Don't think about anything! Just go to work honestly!" Wang Zijie's father said sternly.

At this time, Wang Zijie had no human rights at home. Seeing his father getting angry, he could only agree in a silence.

No matter what Wang Zijie's parents are, they have something to do with them in the capital. In June 2013, Wang Zijie was arranged to work as a worker in a state-owned enterprise.

Although he is a worker, his mother and Wang Zijie said that as long as he persisted for two years, he could transfer to the management position, with a monthly salary of 4,000 and a provident fund of 1,000.

This was definitely a good job in 2013. In addition, according to the market conditions at that time, if you can really get into the editor, it would not be a problem to survive for a few years, and the monthly salary of tens of thousands will not be a problem.

In addition, Wang Zijie's family has a house, so he can spend his life safely.

However, Wang Zijie always thought about the university town in Jinling, where his dreams were shattered.

The factory is not easy to do, so I get on duty at 7 o'clock in the morning and get off work at 5 o'clock in the afternoon. I feel so busy that my back is sore after a day, and I only get 1,500 a month.

At this time, Wang Zijie felt confused about life for the first time.

Sometimes he lay on the bed and began to think, why do people live?

What is the purpose of living?

College life is vivid in front of his eyes. He remembers that during military training, everyone divided a bottle of Lao Ganma. Even at the last point, they could add some boiled water to make spicy soup.

There is also a time when I pull it, and it was really happy at that time.

Everyone sang together, Lao Zhou was singing there with his guitar in his arms, and Qiao Linlin was dancing at that time.

At that time, everyone envied themselves.

But for some reason, everything changed afterwards.

Wang Zijie remembered that he was fighting with a group of people at that time, and everyone ran around the playground at night.

But now, it's all changed.

In June, students began to realize the **********, and the space was full of photos showing promising futures.

But Wang Zijie can only get up early and work late in the factory.

Is this really going to be like this for the rest of my life?

Wang Zijie dragged his tired body back home.

"This is the daughter of your aunt's friend's house. Look, are you beautiful? Otherwise, you will make friends when you meet?" The mother took out the photo while Wang Zijie came home.

Wang Zijie frowned: "Mom, I'm only 20."

"I'm not young anymore. Although this girl is a few years older than you, she has an undergraduate degree. The only pity is that she is not a local. This is very good, local, but has a high school culture. Do you think you want to meet these people? Well, where are you going?"

"I'm back to the factory!"

The classmates were all internships in tall office buildings, but Wang Zijie's parents had already started to help Wang Zijie with blind dates. Wang Zijie felt that life was really tiring.

He didn't want to go on a blind date, but he couldn't refuse. His mother cried there at any time, and his father was unwilling to talk to Wang Zijie again.

In this kind of depressing life, Wang Zijie thought that his life would be ruined, and it might be good to go on a blind date. If you have a child, your parents will divert their attention.

So Wang Zijie thought, let’s go on a blind date.
To be continued...