"Oh, you're not even afraid of death, are you afraid that I'll follow you?" Lan Feiyang folded his arms, "I'm a gentleman, I don't have any evil thoughts about you, at best I just treat you as my sister. Said To be honest, I'm afraid that you still can't think about it, and you will commit suicide later."
Just kidding, it seems that someone wants to commit suicide, how could he ignore it!
"When are you going to stay with me?" The girl looked at him impatiently, "It's very late, I'm going to go back to bed soon."
"Then show me where you live. I can go to you if I have anything to do." Seeing that she seemed very upset, Lan Feiyang immediately corrected, "I'm right, in case there is something wrong with the wound."
The girl sighed helplessly: "Okay then. I'm a graduate student at P University, come with me. Stay away, people in the province will gossip when they see it."
"Okay, okay. I must stay far away." Lan Feiyang nodded quickly.
Xindao, the most difficult period that Sister Lian mentioned may be this time, right? Could it be that she couldn't stand other people's gossip and wanted to commit suicide? What is the situation?
They walked into the quaint campus of P University one after the other. At that time, there were many low and crowded old buildings in P University, which were incomparable with the modern high-rise new teaching buildings, new apartment-style dormitory areas, and garden-style campus avenues after the reconstruction in 2010.
The girl stopped at the bottom of an old three-story building very far away, and looked back at Lan Feiyang who fell in the distance. She pointed to the old building and went up the stairs. Then it appeared on the balcony on the second floor, walked to the middle dormitory, opened the door and entered.
"Are you here? Then I will continue to hang around in P in the future." Lan Feiyang smiled. He felt that the way he smiled was a bit imitating Guo Anni.
Now, he also has to find a place to rest.
He rummaged through his pockets, except for his phone, key chain, and wallet. There are three hundred and eighty-seven dollars in the wallet. However, most of the money was stained with a little python's blood, so I don't know if it will be accepted or not.
There is also an ID card and a commercial bank card in the wallet, but it is estimated that this card will not be able to withdraw money in 2001.
Lan Feiyang walked into a stall near P University and casually ate a bowl of shredded pork noodles. After more than ten days of eating barbecue and green wild fruits in the third space of the circle, this big bowl of hot shredded pork noodles made my tongue, taste and stomach feel much more comfortable.
Then, he checked in at a small hotel for 20 yuan a night. After that, I went into the standard room for two to take a shower and wash clothes.
When taking a shower and washing clothes in the third space, there was nothing but rubbing and rinsing the dirt and blood with clean water; this time his body was covered in foam, and he cleaned it up vigorously.
When he came out wearing a bath towel to dry his clothes on the balcony, while thinking about going to buy a change of clothes tomorrow, another passenger opened the door and came in. He laughed when he saw it, and it turned out to be a person who looked a lot like Zhang Yong. When I asked, his real name was Zhang Yong.
At that time, Zhang Yong was still a young man who came to the city from the suburbs to look for a job. It had been two or three days and he hadn't found a suitable one. Leaning on the bed and seeing his frowning face, Lan Feiyang had no choice but to comfort him with some kind words.
I thought to myself: I should find a job too, otherwise once the more than 300 yuan is spent, what will I eat and where will I live?
Therefore, the next day he hid the sword in the hotel room and accompanied Zhang Yong to find a job.
He thought it best to find a job as a security guard or bodyguard, and if not, he would go to a restaurant to serve plates. In the end, there was a company that actually recruited bodyguards, and even recruited two bodyguards. Lan Feiyang and Zhang Yong went to line up together.
During the interview, a lean man with glasses asked, "What degree?"
Lan Feiyang thought about it: "High school."
He reckoned that it would be useless to say that the current students of P University are useless. People will definitely say that if a college student doesn't go to school well, why should he be a bodyguard!
"Ever served in the army?"
"No. But I have practiced martial arts." Lan Feiyang said truthfully. After all, I have done it in a large group company. If there is an advantage in this point, it is common sense to say it earlier.
"Oh." The man with eyes raised his eyes behind the lens, "Have you won any competition awards?"
Lan Feiyang shook his head: "No. But I assisted the police in catching robbers, and I was also a bodyguard for a big company."
"Really?" The man's eyes lit up, "What company?"
"Tianyu Group."
"Tianyu Group? I haven't heard of it." The man with eyes was puzzled, "Isn't it our company in Bohai City? Hey, what happened to your forehead? ??
"Oh." Lan Feiyang pressed the corner of his left forehead in embarrassment, "It scratched a little bit."
"Did you do it during a fight?" The eyed man immediately disdainful, "I think you have been a thug in a gang or a leather bag company in the society? You are so young, it looks like it. Let's go, we are regular A big company. No need for scumbags like you."
Lan Feiyang was so angry that he was speechless, and stomped his feet: "Qiqiang Company, right? What's the big deal? I'm not doing it yet!"
He suddenly remembered that this Qiqiang company would be a competitor of Tianyu Group in the future, a deadly business enemy. Do not work for them!
Seeing him running out angrily, Zhang Yong hurried to catch up and said that he had passed the interview because he had a military veteran certificate, and he would go to the actual combat later. If you enter the top two in actual combat, you will be hired.
Lan Feiyang patted him on the shoulder, telling him to perform well, and then go to another place to see.
Lan Feiyang walked the streets and alleys for a day, but couldn't find a suitable job. He even asked a few small restaurants, but they either didn't need manpower or refused to recruit because they saw that he couldn't show his ID card.
He does have an ID card, but his date of birth in May 1991 and the ID card issued in 2008, even if people don¡¯t find it weird, they will think it¡¯s too fake, right? How dare he take it out!
Seeing that it's time for dinner. Suddenly, he saw a large group of people gathered not far from the entrance of a company in front of him. The woman's screaming and yelling were especially ear-piercing.
He didn't want to join in the fun, and wanted to go around. But the slim purple figure that was pushed out of the crowd and fell to the ground attracted him. This is the girl who was trying to commit suicide yesterday evening!
Lan Feiyang rushed up to block the angry rich woman and her helper who were about to pounce on her and tear her apart.
"Who are you?" The rich woman stared at him and asked, "Another concubine of this vixen?"
"Please keep your mouth clean. I'm her cousin!" Lan Feiyang clenched his fists and stared back. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com