I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 31: The gangster is forced into shape by reality

After a busy day, about an hour later, the two walked out of the Q Yin headquarters side by side.

Looking back, under the sunset, the magnificent building complex still stands.

The golden glow shone down, reflecting the sparkling waves of the nearby Cape Bay.

The two smiled at each other.

Chen Feng raised his hand. In his hand was a contract consisting of three pieces of paper.

The contract is light, but inexplicably heavy.

Chen Feng knew that for him, this opened the door to wealth, but it was nothing more than that, but for Zhong Lei, it meant that she had officially embarked on the road that went straight to the top of the millennium.

"Do you think our song will be popular?"

While waiting for the bus, Zhong Lei asked casually.

Chen Feng wondered: "The dust has settled, why are you worrying about gains and losses again?"

Zhong Lei shook her head, "It's not that you worry about gains and losses, it's just that I suddenly want to hear about your blind confidence."

"Okay, trust me, it must be hot, okay?"

The two originally planned to stay in Yucheng for three days and two nights, but they did not expect to finish the work the next day.

After checking out of the hotel and changing the ticket, the two rushed back to Hanzhou that night.

After arriving home, Chen Feng finally felt at ease.

488 per night in Yucheng is really too expensive, even though Chen Feng is not so short of money now, he still panics in his heart.

I'm afraid of poverty.

The next morning, Chen Feng got up early to wash up, and then went out for a morning run.

The "boring" thing is done, just wait for the official launch next week to see results.

His next focus is to finalize the two songs "It's Late at Night" and "Boring" as soon as possible. Don't let Zhong Lei write it herself.

Anyway, the company's forced sick leave is three days, and there are still two days left. Chen Feng plans to go out to hide from the limelight and not go home.

I just wanted to hide from Zhong Lei, and pretend to go out to collect inspiration for inspiration. When I came back, I would just play a new song on my face, and didn't give her a chance to communicate with herself.

Chen Feng was really afraid, afraid that if Zhong Lei suddenly knocked on his door and said, "I also started writing songs, here is a melody for you to listen to."

Wouldn't that be a tragedy?

Since there was no other place to go, and it was inconvenient to go home, he simply found an Internet cafe near Weston's apartment and asked for a private room.

In the next two days, in addition to going out to sleep in a hotel, he plans to stay in an Internet cafe for a long time.

He intends to continue to fill in the basics of composition, especially the techniques of electronic composition.

It's always right to have more knowledge without overpowering one's body.

I never thought that after nine o'clock that night, Chen Feng got up and walked out of the private room. When he was about to go to the hotel, he bumped into a few acquaintances who were walking from the Internet cafe aisle.

When he wanted to hide, it was too late.

"Huh? Chen Feng, didn't you ask for sick leave?"

In the center, a young man with glasses of twenty-seven or eight looked at him with a playful face, "I'm sick, and I'm still thinking about coming to the Internet cafe to play games. I really can't get off the line with minor injuries."

Chen Feng frowned.

I'm really unlucky, how could I bump into this stuff.

This young man with glasses is named Zhou Yunbo, who is Chen Feng's colleague in the company of Kelai Apartment.

The two of them have always been a little bit misunderstood, and they don't like each other.

The few Zhou Yunbo followed were also friends of his group.

Now that I bumped into an Internet cafe, I can't say that I will be given a small report by Zhou Yunbo in the company.

"None of your business."

There are Liangzi anyway, so Chen Feng didn't bother to waste his saliva with the other party.

After walking out the door, he shrugged and slapped the ground next to him, "It's bad luck."

Early the next morning, he was called to the company by Linde, his immediate leader.

"Didn't you ask for sick leave? How did Zhou Yunbo meet you in the Internet cafe last night?"

In the high-tech zone regional manager's office, Lin De said with a gloomy face and angrily.

The air pressure seems to be very low in the office.

Zhou Yunbo was Lin De's confidant. The two were basically the same raccoon dog. Chen Feng was not surprised by his current situation.

After working in this company for more than half a year, Chen Feng has already understood these things.

That's why he's been slow to get a promotion.

The boss is holding him to death like this, and no one can ascend.

Chen Feng didn't intend to hang himself on this tree.

Long before he started to dream, he never stopped sending his resumes and wanted to change jobs.

He also interviewed many times, but the results were not very satisfactory. The advantage of the employee welfare room of Kelai Apartment was too great, which made him hesitate to decide to leave voluntarily.

"I'll go to the Internet cafe to find out how to get better faster."

Usually, Chen Feng is a very honest person, but in this company, he started lying nonsense without changing his face and heart.

Even if this lie is funny, normal people won't believe it, but it doesn't matter.

Lin De slapped the table, "Bullshit! You're just going to play games! You don't call it sick leave, it's called absenteeism for no reason!"

Chen Feng spread his fingers, "Manager Lin, I still have seven days of annual leave this year, and one day is useless. Besides, you said I played games, did you see it with your naked eyes? Did Zhou Yunbo take a video?"

He made up his mind to die.

Linder couldn't do anything about him either.

"The cash rent you received from the tenant two days ago hasn't entered the company account yet."

Failed to do one, and another, Lind turned to attack from a different angle.

Chen Feng was not panicked.

The 50,000 yuan was split between him and Zhong Lei Sanqi, and now he still has more than 30,000 yuan in his bank card.

"Before I went to the Internet cafe yesterday, I went to the ATM to deposit cash into my card. I made the transfer last night, and it will be credited at noon today at the latest. According to the company's regulations, this is not overdue, right? "

This workplace environment is so sinister, Chen Feng can still live happily, of course, it is not due to luck.

As a quick-witted old fritters, Chen Feng will of course do these preparations in a thoughtful and detailed manner.

Seeing that there is no way to take him, Linde just waved his hand, "Okay, then you go out first. You'd better take your work seriously when you look back. I've seen your state in the past two months. ."

Chen Feng asked, "Has any tenants complained about me?"

The subtext is, I have not been complained, what are you BB?

Linde: ...

"You go out!"

Chen Feng shrugged, "I'm still on vacation today, Manager Lin, if I have nothing to do, I'll go back first."

"You..."

Lin De's fingers were hanging in the air, but Chen Fengren had already left.

This gangster really doesn't give any face to ~IndoMTL.com~ and refuses to take any loss verbally.

After waiting for a few minutes, Zhou Yunbo walked into Linde's office.

"Boss, what did he say?"

Lin De glared at Zhou Yunbo angrily, "Next time, don't report anything to me. If you really want to punish him, you'd better get the evidence of the real hammer. Get out!"

Zhou Yunbo was aggrieved, "When I met him, he had already shut down, and I couldn't do anything about it."

Linde nodded, "Forget it, this bastard, I think about it, I don't believe I can't cure him."

When Chen Feng was passing by the office hall of the company, he was stopped by someone from behind.

"Brother Feng, what did Fatty Lin ask you to do in his office just now?"

The name of the person here is Tang Shuang. She is a pretty and cute girl. She joined Chen Feng at about the same time.

I don't know if it's because of the close age or the close entry time. Tang Shuang likes to say hello to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng seriously suspects that Zhou Yunbo is so cruel to himself. Nine times out of ten, it is because of Tang Shuang.

Obviously the two of them are nothing, but the villain is jealous.

It is said that beauty is a disaster, and the ancients did not deceive me.

Chen Feng pouted, "It's nothing, I just discussed the philosophy of life with Fatty Lin."

"Hee hee, Brother Feng, you are so funny." Tang Shuang blinked, "Are you free at night? I really want to watch "Iron Man III", but I'm a little scared alone."

Chen Feng shook his head decisively, "No, I still have something to do."

He's really in trouble.

When I go back tonight, I'm going to prepare for Zhong Leixiu's "It's Dark" and "Boring".

Now the situation in the company is getting more and more difficult, and I don't know when I will get out of my bed.

It is serious to grow up as soon as possible and become rich as soon as possible.