Chapter 91: Help a little

As it was getting dark, Zhang Jianyang had eaten corn porridge cooked by his mother, rode the 250cc motorcycle of the food stall owner, and rumbled through the alley.

Uncle Sun had already opened at the entrance of the alley, helping a primary school student in school uniform repairing his bicycle. Zhang Jianyang just slowed down and greeted Uncle Sun. He twisted the accelerator again. The motorcycle made a roar like a sports car engine, shaking the doors and windows next to him.

Several people who had not yet left the house stretched out their heads from the window to curse, but when they saw it was Zhang Jianyang, they stopped talking. Who wouldn't know that Zhang Jianyang is becoming more and more promising in the alley now?

When Zhang Jianyang didn't escape from Sand City five years ago, he was playing with a motorcycle.

However, due to financial resources, at most, I got a 125cc to transform it, and with some equipment, it turned into a sports car motorcycle. However, this kind of motorcycle has no way to compare with Xu Jinghe's motorcycle. Not to mention the displacement of 250cc, this motorcycle is a real sports car model. The degree of coolness and its speed are far from comparable to other motorcycles.

There are not many motorcycles in the sand city, but the fuel shortage and expensiveness are too luxurious to drive to and from get off work.

In the morning, the streets were filled with people riding bicycles to work, almost all riding bicycles while riding bicycles through the streets while eating pastries and pot bars. This reminds people of the first two centuries, that is, China in the 1960s and 1970s. The bicycles in the city were a distinctive landscape.

Perhaps people at that time could not have imagined that the times were progressing, and people in the 22nd century would have reincarnated as they were.

The sports car motorcycle with a displacement of 250cc is indeed cool and roaring all the way, which always attracts people's great curiosity and yearning.

Not far from the entrance of the alley, a woman wearing heavy makeup seemed to be entangled by two young people. While pulling and pulling, the woman wearing heavy makeup suddenly raised her hand and a "bang" sound. Without suspense, one of the young people was hit and a bright red five-finger mark appeared on her face.

Women like this are probably not good women. Seeing her outfit is full of dust. Seeing this scene, it is probably because the business negotiations failed and they have escalated to physical negotiations.

Zhang Jianyang was not interested in paying attention to such trivial matters and was about to twist the accelerator and speed up leaving, but the face of the woman being slapped in the face by the angry young man made Zhang Jianyang brake suddenly.

The motorcycle made a sharp brake sound, and the two young men looked at Zhang Jianyang who was walking over with disdain. Nowadays, people who want to be heroes and seek beauty are not missing. They have already planned it, and once the person in front of them dares to help this bitch, they will even beat him up.

When the woman with heavy makeup saw Zhang Jianyang, she trembled all over and began to struggle desperately, but she was fiercely grabbed by one of the young men, so how could she struggle?

"Stupid bitch, if you move again, do you believe it or not, I will strip you naked in the street?" the man threatened.

Zhang Jianyang lit a cigarette with a lighter, and while he was breathing the smoke, he said coldly: "If I were you, I will apologize to this little lady obediently and get out of here."

"Ha, boy, this is just a bitch. Thousands of people ride, thousands of people touch. Do you also want heroes to save the beauty?" The two of them smiled wantonly, making the woman wearing heavy makeup in front of them almost want to find a gap to get in. She bit her lips and bit her lips and bleed.

Before they could finish laughing, Zhang Jianyang took a step directly and kicked one of them with big feet.

Just as he was promoted to four stars, the outbreak was so terrifying that the man did not even react, so he was kicked twenty or thirty meters away by Zhang Jianyang, and let out a thunderous howl and smashed on the dam in the stinky ditch in the distance, spitting blood foam and rolling his eyes and dizzying. What's even more tragic is that after such a dizziness, the man slipped into the ditch softly...

"Ah..." The scream of fear, the young man holding the woman's hair was grabbed by Zhang Jianyang. With a little force, the sound of bone shattering on his wrist was heard, and then there was a howl like a pig slaughtering.

Zhang Jianyang raised the other party with both hands and threw it out violently, like a shell hitting the stinky ditch, splashing the sky with black sludge.

The woman who was liberated did not even say thank you, but just covered her face and fled quickly.

"Huang Yunmei, Huang Yunmei!" Zhang Jianyang shouted a few times. The woman stopped tremblingly and then ran faster, making people wonder whether the high heels under her feet could support such a fast running frequency.

Zhang Jianyang read that right. This is Huang Yunmei, who has been playing with him since childhood, and Huang Niuer mentioned by Uncle Sun. However, Zhang Jianyang did not expect to meet her here, and maybe he would send money to her father again. Thinking of Huang Yunmei's current identity, even Zhang Jianyang frowned and sighed that God was willing to make people.

Thinking of the little girl who was following behind me when she was a child, Zhang Jianyang looked at Huang Yunmei who was leaving, thinking about it, and always felt that she needed to do something for her.

Zhang Jianyang did not go to the Chamber of Commerce station outside Shacheng, but went straight to the headquarters of the Ning Chamber of Commerce.

In the parking square in front of Ning's Building, Zhang Jianyang really found Ning Luan's car. He parked the motorcycle next to Ning Luan's car, added a lock, and threw the keys to walk towards the building.

Zhang Jianyang has been a sensational figure these days, at least in the major chambers of commerce, there are information about Zhang Jianyang. But for others, who knows who Zhang Jianyang is? It was the peak hours of work, and a large number of white and blue collars were stumbled into the building in a step that was superior to others.

The security guard guarding the parking plaza looked at Zhang Jianyang vigilantly, afraid that Zhang Jianyang would do anything to destroy the vehicle.

Zhang Jianyang touched his nose: "I am like a villain?"

When they walked into the building, they happened to be the two security guards when Zhang Jianyang came last time. They vaguely remembered Zhang Jianyang's appearance. When they saw Zhang Jianyang entering, they hesitated for a while but still did not stop him.

Zhang Jianyang was also familiar with the road, and followed a group of female white-collar workers in professional attire into the elevator. Suddenly, the white-collar workers frowned. Who made Zhang Jianyang look really not very good in dressing, casually. They all seemed to see the plague god, fearing that they could not avoid it.

Zhang Jianyang was depressed. He smelled his clothes, which had a faint smell of washing powder and no peculiar smell. How could they hide?

Zhang Jianyang, who was a little annoyed, simply took out a cigarette, lit it directly in the elevator, and then sucked the clouds and fog. In the blink of an eye, the entire elevator smelled of residual smoke.

"This person is sick. How can he smoke in the elevator? Is it prohibited to smoke here?"

"That's right, it's not a pervert, right?"

"I think it's 80% true, you forgot last year..."

The whispering look of these little white-collar workers made Zhang Jianyang feel so happy. How could he pretend to be noble? He took off his professional outfit at night, but it wasn't...hum!

After finally stopping the elevator, the white-collar workers inside were like a group of golden-wire birds out of the cage, crowding out of the elevator.

Zhang Jianyang walked out slowly, and there was naturally smoke in the elevator. He pressed the cigarette butt in the trash can next to the elevator. Zhang Jianyang bounced the elevator door and shook his head and said, "The electricity bill is so expensive now, what else do you have to maintain? It's better to just walk the stairs." As long as the employees here have to climb about twenty floors to work every day, Zhang Jianyang just wants to laugh, and it must be their lives.

When I walked out, I had not yet entered the office area, I saw Wang Zhibing coming out of the special elevator for high-rise buildings next to me.

"Brother Wang, it's early!" Zhang Jianyang greeted warmly.

Wang Zhibing was stunned for a moment, reacted and smiled: "Zhang Jianyang is you, why? I have time to come to the headquarters today?"

Zhang Jianyang smiled and said, "It's something to do when looking for the president."

Wang Zhibing glanced at Zhang Jianyang suspiciously, wondering what Zhang Jianyang was looking for Ning Luanyi.

The white-collar workers who had just rushed out of the elevator like a sheep, suddenly stared at Wang Zhibing when they saw Wang Zhibing having a very intimate conversation with this man in the office area. You should know that Wang Zhibing is the personnel manager of the Ning Chamber of Commerce. He has the power of life and death in the appointment of personnel, and is one of the leaders they dare not offend the least. However, the person who was scolded by them as a pervert just now was actually friends with Wang Zhibing.

Many people secretly regretted it, why didn’t they seize this opportunity to meet Zhang Jianyang, while others were worried that Zhang Jianyang would say something to Wang Zhibing, and it would be easy to make them lose their jobs.

Of course, Zhang Jianyang was not so bored. He chatted with Wang Zhibing for a few words, and then separated.

When he saw these little women in the office area staring at him with big eyes, Zhang Jianyang felt secretly happy again. He whistled and found the president's office. Without being notified by the secretary outside, he just pushed the door open and went in.

At this moment, the women outside staring at Zhang Jianyang were even more panicked. The man actually entered the president's office without notice.

Who is he...

When Ning Luanxian saw that the office door was pushed open without approval, she frowned. What she disliked the most was such employees who were ignorant and did not know how to respect their leaders.

After a while, there was no sound, which made Ning Xunyi unable to help but raise her head. When she saw that it was Zhang Jianyang, she subconsciously patted her forehead, and the anger just now disappeared instantly. Facing a scoundrel like Zhang Jianyang, she showed the momentum of a strong woman, and her role on him was basically zero. She said coldly: "Didn't you say you have to consider it for a while? What are you doing?"

Zhang Jianyang admired the office with an area of ​​more than 200 square meters and was amazed. The decoration inside was serious. As long as people came in and stood in front of the huge president's desk, a pressure naturally arose. This decoration was designed from the psychological role of a person, which could allow the superiors to play a powerful role to a greater extent.

"President, I want to ask you for a little help."

Zhang Jianyang said directly, then pulled a chair and sat at the desk casually.

Unexpectedly, Ning Luanyi did not refuse at all, so she simply agreed: "Yes, but I also want to ask you to do me a little favor."

"Uh!" Zhang Jianyang was stunned.
Chapter completed!