Ning Luanyi and his party left, and the others immediately surrounded him.

Xu Chaoyang patted Zhang Jianyang's shoulders, his eyes a little wet: "You guy, okay, I've been to the Ministry of Transport and made a fortune later, don't forget your uncle." He was happy for Zhang Jianyang. The boy from the Zhang family finally got to make a fortune. But he knew what kind of benefits he had when entering the transportation department. Not to mention the distance, just one year of work can improve the middle-class residents, which makes people squeezed their heads into it, not to mention the monthly salary, which is more than half a year for other departments.

Zhang Jianyang knew that Uncle Xu was caring for him, so he said happily: "Don't you just want Uncle Xu?"

Zhang Jianyang took out the cigarette and sent it to his colleagues one by one. After all, this was a promotion.

Lu Chengfeng took Zhang Jianyang's cigarette, took a sip, and smiled and said, "Xiao Zhang, no one is more comfortable than you. As soon as you finish off the holiday, you will be promoted immediately. Why, do you know the president?"

Although Lu Chengfeng is a two-star warrior, in the eyes of some people, it is nothing. It does not mean that becoming a star warrior will make you worry-free, they will also have material needs, and they also need to make money. The only difference is that their starting point is far higher than that of ordinary people. Just like Lu Chengfeng, his identity as a two-star warrior and his foreign management supervisor here, his salary alone can match the total of the entire team.

Lu Chengfeng asked this again, but he wanted to understand clearly. If Zhang Jianyang really knew the president, he would inevitably have some ideas, such as walking around the relationship and letting himself move...

When the Marine Corps asked this, the others became curious. They noticed the communication between Zhang Jianyang and the president like old friends. Naturally, the colleagues surrounded him one by one, preparing to listen to some explosive news. What does it really matter? As long as you pull your old colleagues, will your salary still make a qualitative leap?

Zhang Jianyang slowly lit a cigarette and said, "If I had known the president, I would have entered the Ministry of Transport at the beginning."

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After driving a pickup truck to leave the warehouse, Zhang Jianyang did not go home, but drove towards the most prosperous central area of ​​the Shacheng.

The worn-out pickup truck whizzed past the streets, and the bullet holes were covered with bullet holes, which made countless people look sideways, like medals hanging on it, shining everyone's eyes. Just with the bullet holes on the pickup truck, Zhang Jianyang had reason to believe that there would be no problem driving horizontally in this sand city.

The preciousness of fuel has led to more luxury cars. There are very few cars on the streets, and only a huge number of people have been involved.

Zhang Jianyang is not unfamiliar with the central area of ​​Shacheng, but he is definitely not familiar with it, because Zhang Jianyang used to be just a gangster and basically never came to the central area. Now Zhang Jianyang is different, and his knowledge is unmatched. Not to mention Shacheng, he is not unfamiliar with the heart of the world's central city, and he should be familiar with it.

As the central area of ​​Shacheng, the one living here is the uppermost group of people in Shacheng. The central area is also the political and commercial center of Shacheng.

Parking the pickup truck on No. 9 Wutong Road, Shacheng, Zhang Jianyang got out of the car with a backpack and looked at the place called Luxury Street. The 120-meter-wide street was unimaginable to ordinary people. The street was planted with a large number of ornamental plants. The huge green belt made the entire No. 9 Street an ocean of plants. On both sides of the street, all the tall buildings stand here.

All the cars parked here are high-end cars, and the people entering and leaving are celebrities or business tycoons.

Like Zhang Jianyang's pickup trucks, parked here, are indeed too alternative and are far from worthy of the title of luxury street. The worn pickup trucks look extremely alternative among a bunch of luxury cars.

The security personnel responsible for the security here certainly knew that Zhang Jianyang's pickup was not allowed to be parked here, but they did not get up. Instead, they stared at the pickup truck full of yellow mud, with dense bullet holes on it, so that they knew that those who drove the pickup truck were not easy to mess with at all.

Zhang Jianyang walked to a pharmacy with his backpack with the words "Yanshengtang", put the backpack on the counter, and said, "Call your boss out."

The name Yangshengtang was very famous before the nuclear war, but it seemed to disappear after the nuclear war. Zhang Jianyang dared to guarantee this Yangshengtang, which definitely had nothing to do with the Yangshengtang chain store before the nuclear war. It was purely because the three words Yangshengtang were too in line with the business philosophy of this store.

The emergence of mutant herbs and the emergence of star warriors have led to a major turning point in the lifespan of human beings.

A low-level star warrior will have a lifespan of about one third longer than an ordinary person, while a high-level star warrior will have a lifespan of more than twice that of an ordinary person.

It cannot be said that it is immortality, but the fact that it appears out of thin air can make people live longer completely, which completely makes people crazy. Rich people try every means to make themselves a star warrior and can get a longer life. Politicians use the power in their hands to make themselves live longer and gain longer power.

From the emergence of mutant herbs to the development of some prescriptions that can make people live longer or other functions, mutant herbs have truly stepped onto the human stage.

Under this situation, some major forces, using their resources, began to penetrate the pharmaceutical industry, control these mutant herbs, and developed countless unknown formulas. Places like Yangshengtang are just products of some major forces to win over political or commercial forces. They provide these people with medicines that can live long and never invade diseases to achieve the goal of controlling these people.

Yangshengtang is synonymous with luxury. Any kind of potion in it has its unique functions. But similarly, they are extremely expensive, with only a few milliliters of potion, but there are prices that ordinary people cannot make in their lifetime. Ordinary people may never enter such a place in their lifetime.

Using a carpet woven from pure wool, it is very comfortable to step on it. The crystal chandeliers worth hundreds of thousands of yuan illuminate the entire lobby and exhibition hall of the Health Hall as if it were daytime.

The decoration here is far more than many luxurious hotels, especially the potions on the counters and walls. The movement is a unit of millions, and it is not comparable to the decorations in the hotel.

Zhang Jianyang's clothes were so ordinary. He was wearing a white T-shirt, white-washed jeans, and an old pair of sneakers. No matter what, he felt that Zhang Jianyang was out of place. Stepping on the pure wool carpet, the mud on the old sneakers clearly appeared on the mud on the old sneakers.

I have to say that the quality of the waiters here is very high. Zhang Jianyang's dress and footprints like the dirty cat still make the other party smile: "Sir, do you have an appointment?"

Zhang Jianyang smiled and said, "Make an appointment?"

"If you don't make an appointment, I'm sorry, I'm afraid you need to register to make an appointment."

"Make an appointment, right?" Zhang Jianyang opened the backpack zipper placed on the counter carelessly, took out more than a dozen ink-dry lotus from it, put it directly on the counter, and sneered: "I think there is no need to make an appointment with just that. Miss, you'd better notify your boss immediately if you still want to own this job."

More than a dozen ink-wash lotus roots have soil at the roots. After three days, there was no damage. They were still born like jade, which was so green that it made people feel anxious.

(I'm asking for recommendation votes......... The ratio is so low. I only had 4,000 votes in half a month after I published the book. How could I bear the love? Alas, the results of the new book are even worse than those of my first VIP novel "Rebuilding Civilization" at Qidian. I suddenly felt old.

It seems to be a vicious cycle. If the grades of the book are not ideal, the recommended position given by the editor will be worse. The worse the recommended position, the worse the grades will be, the worse the recommended position will be worse... If you keep going, the result will be a tragedy.

well……)
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