"A little bit..." At night, Superintendent Wang accompanied the company boss to get off work. The unlucky ghost behind him rushed out of his clothes and spit out his naughty tongue.

"Ah snee! Ah snee!" A gust of evening breeze hit, and Director Wang covered his nose and sneezes several times.

The boss pulled out a black Maybach back seat and looked back at him and said, "Lao Wang, are you in poor health today?"

"It's okay, boss." Director Wang shook his hand and said with a smirk.

"Well, if you don't have good health, don't drink it. If it's okay, the investor tonight..." the boss said half a sentence.

"I understand, I understand." Manager Wang nodded and nodded repeatedly.

"Pu" The boss closed the car door and sat in the back of the luxury car. The company driver started the car, and Director Wang secretly spat on an Audi A4.

"Damn, since Chen Han hit me, I've got a little bit of a blow to my teeth even if I drink cold water. I just went downstairs and sprained my ankle, so I'm fucking!"

"I'm so unlucky." Manager Wang cursed in the car.

The unlucky post will work!

The more you post it, the more effective it is!

In the rental house, Chen Han returned the wrung mop and placed it in the corner of the bathroom. He stretched his back and sighed: "It's finally done."

The originally messy rental house was suddenly fresh, the pills scattered on the table were thrown into the trash can, and the sheets on the bed were replaced with a new set. The room that was previously chaotic was finally restored to tidy. Although the space was not large, it finally had a hint of warmth.

In the afternoon, after he left the company, he immediately went to the "Labor Arbitration Court" in his district to submit written arbitration materials.

He has worked in the company for nearly two years, with various work documents, check-in materials and salary flows.

It was simple to organize and print it out, and it took less than an hour to submit the materials quickly. Then you can wait for labor arbitration.

In his case, Chen Han believed that it was absolutely fine, just prepare a bank card and wait for money.

He fully believes in the fairness of national laws in this regard.

Next, he had no intention of finding a job, but decided to find a fighting hall to learn boxing.

If you look closely, eight of the ten movies focus on fighting scenes, wars, money and rights, etc.

Damn, love movies and comedy fights!

How risky is this life journey? Otherwise, what kind of killing program will the system open for you? Can you not learn to defend yourself without learning both hands!

What's more, the first movie is so exciting. I think those customers didn't want to experience some love, right?

Chen Hanzhi is smart.

Before traveling through time, he not only had to prepare intelligence materials, but also to strengthen his physical fitness. Unfortunately, he did not get any constructive rewards/items for the time being, nor did he have too strong abilities/skills. Otherwise, he really wanted to do something within his ability, one would accumulate some wealth for himself, and the other would contribute to society.

He understood that he had been exposed to something higher than human civilization, and the system was a big gold mine! He would not lack material in the future, and would not turn his life goals into material things. In short, these things need to be planned slowly.

Tonight, he searched for some nearby fighting sports halls online and found a "Aurora Fighting Sports Hall" with a lot of praise. He called to contact him and made an appointment to meet him tomorrow morning. He immediately prepared to rest and go to bed...

At the same time, at the Pudong Jinzun Nightclub, Manager Wang's face turned red and he was wearing a suit, as if he was a little hot to pull his tie.

"No, no, no, please let me go." He begged for mercy with sweat, his posture was very humble. The table was filled with foreign wine, ice cubes, and glasses. He was holding a glass of whiskey in his hand.

Dong Zhao has fair skin and glasses. His appearance gives people the illusion of gentleness, but his speech is very domineering: "Old Wang! You said you were the one who helped President Zhou block the wine. Why did you start to change your mind now?"

"Mr. Zhou is still not your boss, you must have helped Mr. Zhou drink..."

"If so! You say one thing! I promise not to chase you and drink!" Director Zhao left the words, and everyone around him knew that not chasing him and drink = not to pursue the project.

A group of young girls wearing short skirts, hollowed-out short sleeves, and exquisite internet celebrity makeup. They were sitting in the private room to accompany the wine.

They stepped on Valentino, black silk, white silk, and naked legs.

The styles are different, and one man is paired with one at hand, and sometimes he is "respected" to the other party like a cigarette.

Now even the girls are not talking.

Lao Wang opened his mouth, a little unconscious, and sniffed out a long sip of wine: "Dr. Zhao, I really don't mean that..."

"That's what you mean!" Dong Dong Zhao bullied others with money and insisted.

"Old Wang, isn't your wife here to pick you up?" At this time, Dong Zhao, who was "drunk and unable to drink enough", kicked him and said to him with a wink, "Let your wife come in and hold two glasses, and then call a driver home, and the company will reimburse him."

"No, no, no..." Manager Wang stammered and refused, but Director Zhao suddenly became energetic and shouted: "There is nothing wrong with it. The project has been negotiated. You will be promoted to Vice President! This project will be distributed to you!"

This is a big cake of tens of millions! Manager Wang was stunned and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let my wife take it for a while!"

Unexpectedly, his wife was unexpectedly beautiful. Half an hour later, Director Wang was lying in a dizzy state on the sofa in the private room. The people around him seemed to start moving. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Director Zhao: "What are you going to take my wife to do!"

"Old Wang, I will discuss a contract with Mr. Zhou in the room and then come back." Dong Zhao helped his wife and explained. General Zhou grabbed his hand and asked, "Mr. Wang, is that okay?"

"Everyone will discuss a contract."

Mr. Zhou added: "Your dividends are available."

"Yes, yes, yes..." At this time, Director Wang sighed, slowly closed his eyes, and took the initiative to say: "It's better to hurry up, we have to go home tonight..."

"Old Wang, don't worry." Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhou looked at each other and laughed out loud.

"Husband." A confused cry came.

"Honey is here, I believe in my husband..." Manager Wang comforted him.

At this moment, the unlucky ghost behind him appeared with a smile, and the desire to grow stronger with the growing.

Soon, there was no one in the private room, and only two ladies stayed by Manager Wang's side to accompany him to spend the night.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Director Wang woke up leisurely. He saw that the lady had left and there was no one around. He picked up the car key and left the nightclub. At this moment, he didn't even want to care about where his wife was. He even felt a little disgusted with that first wife, that cute woman! His head was full of dividends after the project was successful.

In a daze, he drove the Audi on the road.

"Boom!" In the early morning, at an intersection two kilometers away, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed over the red light. A dump truck that came to the city to move bricks while taking advantage of the night was roaring past and directly knocked the silver Audi into rags. He seemed to be unable to feel the pain, but the unlucky man behind him was laughing.

The next day, a news that the person involved was driving home late at night was paralyzed for life and became a news release.
Chapter completed!