When he woke up the next day, Wang Xiaoming kept looking at Barr's face.

Barr watched him change into his sneakers and said nothing.

Wang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief and took the bus to the company.

My colleagues in the company didn't expect that he had caused such a big disaster yesterday and dared to come to work today. In addition to being surprised, I couldn't help but admire his unusual thinking from the bottom of my heart. What a thick skin and a strong nerve. But what they were even more curious about was that the manager saw Wang Xiaoming's expression, and I believe it would be very exciting.

Wang Xiaoming smiled at all the curious, contemptuous or joking eyes.

He has experienced so many ups and downs since he was a child, and this kind of scene is just a little cast.

With great expectations, the manager finally came out of the office.

Everyone noticed that he wore a baseball cap, only revealing his eyes and parts below his eyes. Thinking of the unlucky row of street lights yesterday and the innocent walls in the office, everyone tacitly understood the reason for his hat.

The manager took a deep breath and was about to speak, but Yu Guang accidentally saw Wang Xiaoming, who was isolated by the crowd. The air he sucked in immediately choked into his lungs and coughed violently.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the finger of the radish that was shaking and shaking, and whispered, "Manager, give me another chance?" He said, looking at Barr with his eyes.

In fact, whether the manager gives the opportunity is secondary. The important thing is whether Barr gives the opportunity. If Barr disagrees, even if the manager reluctantly agrees, it will only bring a bigger storm to the company and him.

Bar leaned against the wall, raised his eyebrows without comment. In fact, he didn't believe in his heart that the manager could give him a chance. That kind of person looked narrow-minded and stingy. He didn't ask someone to beat Wang Xiaoming up yesterday, which was considered a money-saving money. I hope he can keep him and dream!

"Dream!" Regarding this, the manager's opinion was consistent with Barr. He calmed down and pointed at Wang Xiaoming's nose and poked forward, "What do you want? You said, who sent you? What's the purpose? Say!"

Wang Xiaoming replied humbly: "I just want to have a job."

"Bad!" The manager jumped up. Which company hired him and didn't close the door? Is there anyone who wanted to work like this? He looked at him and suddenly said, "Can all the companies hired you went bankrupt, so you kept looking for a job?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "This is my first full-time job."

"So we are likely to be the first company to be broken by you?" The manager glared at him. As long as Wang Xiaoming dared to say one word, he rushed over immediately, pinched his neck hard, pinched him hard, and pinched him desperately... He couldn't breathe, his eyes turned pale, and his face turned blue...

Of course, these are just his beautiful imaginations.

Wang Xiaoming said slowly: "I really want this job."

"Why?" the manager came back to his senses from his imagination and asked in a rough voice.

"Because I don't want to go to the galaxy."

After Wang Xiaoming finished speaking, the surroundings were quiet.

More than half of the company's locals, and the Ginghuan is well-known to them.

The manager looked at other expressions of surprise, disgust, mockery and other expressions, curiously: "Where is that?"

"Chicken and duck shop." Someone replied in a low voice.

The manager turned to look at Wang Xiaoming, "It's a mess. It's quite suitable for you."

...

Unexpectedly, the manager looked like a thief and a prostitute, but his belly was dignified and pure, and he was indeed not good at being handsome. The employees secretly sighed in their hearts.

Wang Xiaoming begged with a full face. He was afraid that in addition to the complicated place, he was also afraid that Barr would find some "suitable candidates", so he forced him to send him into a pile. Thinking of Chang Haitao's experience, he felt that he could not poison others.

If the manager knew what he was thinking at the moment, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood. He could not poison others? Could it be that he was not a human being and had not been poisoned?

But even if the manager didn't know what he was thinking, his decision was very firm. "We are a small temple here and can't tolerate you, the big Buddha, so you should go and sell your chickens and ducks."

Wang Xiaoming came out of the building dejectedly.

Just yesterday, he happily thought that his feet were stepping on a new starting point, but he didn't expect that today he would reach the end point. His life was indeed full of all kinds of ups and downs, and what happened was always more exciting than he imagined.

Barr was behind him, his face as gloomy as the weather, and he could not see his joy.

Wang Xiaoming suddenly ran away.

Barr was stunned and his body couldn't help but follow him.

Wang Xiaoming's running speed is not fast, at least in his eyes, it is no different from ants crawling, but it is definitely a rampage for pedestrians on the road.

When Barr saw them cursing, he frowned. So after the people cursed, he found that he was standing across the road for no reason.

...

"ah!"

Wang Xiaoming ran to the bridge in one breath before stopping. The vigorous exercise made his heart pound, as if he was about to bump out of his chest. Blood surged from the soles of his feet to his face, swelling and hot.

Barr walked over slowly, looked at him with his chest, "Have you finished playing?"

Wang Xiaoming breathed and looked up.

Barr raised his eyebrows, waiting for his begging for mercy or crying. Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoming nodded, "Let's go to the galaxy."

"..." Barr was stunned.

"But I don't know where the Ginjutsu is?" He took out his cell phone and called 114 to ask. Fortunately, although the Ginjutsu is not very famous on the Internet, 114 is still registered.

Unlike Wang Xiaoming imagined, the Gianqun Hall is not built in a busy area, but in the suburbs. If he wants to work there, he has to span the entire city every day, and the bus alone will have to go three times.

Barr was surprised to see him waiting for the bus silently. He thought he would use the long journey as an excuse to not go. Looking at his silent appearance, he was inexplicably upset. "Don't you hate Ginguan very much?"

Wang Xiaoming looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him. He lowered his voice and said, "I hate it."

"So, are you surrendering to me now?" Barr's face shook the sun.

It is to surrender, but not to him, but to life. Because the college entrance examination sprint stage is about to reach the sprint stage, many parents are more willing to spend a lot of money to find experienced school teachers to study. Therefore, his tutoring work is much less than before. His family knows that he is going to start an internship and earn money, so he pays less. At least the living expenses this month are only half of the original ones. If this continues, not to mention buying a computer, I am afraid that even the house will not be able to rent.

But looking at Barr's happy expression, Wang Xiaoming decided to let the explanation die.

After turning two cars, when I took the third car, I found that it was a soft seat, and the people sitting in the car were all young men and women, dressed up in a colorful manner, and even the driver was wearing dark blue uniforms.

"Uh, is this a bus?" Wang Xiaoming stood crampedly at the door of the car.

The driver smiled at him and said, "No."

Wang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief and was about to turn around and get out of the car when the driver asked, "Are you going to the Ginchen Hall?"

"Yes." Wang Xiaoming turned around.

The driver continued to smile his professional smile and said, "This is not a bus, but a special bus to the Ginju. Welcome to take it."

...

Wang Xiaoming asked carefully: "How much does the train ticket cost?"

"Puchi." There were laughter from inside one after another.

The driver still replied with a good temper: "Free."

Wang Xiaoming hesitated. He knew the truth that people were short and people were soft. He wanted to go to the gang to try it, but he just tried it. If the environment there was too chaotic, he would rather starve to death than go. After all, there would be a whole body to starve to death. If he offended some gangster brother and was cut to death by someone, it would be beyond recognition and there would be no whole body to die.

He thought about the battle scenes of Hong Kong gangster movies, and then decided to fight. It was just a few dozen dollars more, at least safe. He was turning around and about to get out of the car, but a strong force suddenly came from his back, followed by a refreshing lemon fragrance that was rubbing under his nose. It was not the kind of overflowing air freshener, but a very pure and elegant smell. He was hit and staggered forward two steps. As soon as he stood firm, the car started.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the slowly closed door and didn't have the courage to get out of the car, so he had to walk in silently.

The car is very large and the location is very empty.

He observed that there were about eleven or two people.

The one who hit him just now was a young man sitting in the last row. He was about twenty-seven or eight years old, with a white shirt, dark gray suit pants, and a golden ring on his left earlobe. He couldn't be called very good-looking, at least not as good-looking as Barr, but he was more handsome and clean, just like a male supporting role in an idol drama who was not as good as the world.

Because his eyes were too focused, the young man could not ignore it. He turned his head and blinked and said, "I'm sorry just now."

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, then realized that he thought he was staring at him to make him apologize, and hurriedly said, "It's okay."

The young man nodded and continued to look out the window.

"A good start." Barr's voice suddenly rang.

Wang Xiaoming was shocked and then remembered that there was a big devil next to him.

"I have no other meaning." He replied in a low voice, then found a seat to sit down.

Barr stared at the young man and smiled meaningfully.

The car drove fast and steadily.

Wang Xiaoming sat for a while and then looked at the other people in the car bored.

Although those people were young, they looked listless, either looking out the window blankly or curled up and napping. The whole car was quiet, without any sound.

About twenty minutes later, Wang Xiaoming's eyes were so irritated by the strong light outside the window that it could not be opened.

He blocked it with his hands and barely saw that it was a tall round building.

The sleeping person was pushed to wake up and sat up slowly.

The car went around and drove towards the building.

When Wang Xiaoming knew that he had arrived at the destination, he couldn't help but look at the building carefully. When he got closer, he saw that the building was silver-gray. Because there were too many floor-to-ceiling glass windows that reflected sunlight, he felt dazzling from a distance.

The car stopped at the gate and the passengers began to get off.

Wang Xiaoming stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly exclaimed: "Oops!"

"What's wrong?" Barr raised his eyebrows. He wouldn't be able to give up before he could reach the door.
Chapter completed!