C54 From hope to disappointment to despair

Zywane could not remember the dozens of times he had searched, from hope to disappointment to despair.

It was as if searching had become Zywane's habit, his consciousness, and his self-consolation.

Zywane casually scanned the screen as he pressed the "confirm" button.

For the past few days, the number had not changed. On the second day, this was all that Zywankari had left.

This time, Zywane did not hold out much hope.

Zywane stared at the screen listlessly.

10,093! A long string of numbers appeared on the screen.

"AHH!" Zywane could not believe his eyes. He rubbed them and looked closely.

10,093! It was indeed this number.

The money was coming in!

Zywane was ecstatic and dizzy.

The money was really coming over! That's right, one - ten - a million - a million - a hundred thousand. Zywane carefully counted it three times.

Wow! The money was really in place. Zywane was extremely excited, thanking Chairman Song, thanking him.

Zywane was extremely excited and full of energy. He took out his cell phone and called his mother. "Mom, has the contract been signed yet?"

"No, I was just pressing my palm."

"Stop, stop right now, we're not selling the orchard, I have money." Zywane shouted happily on the phone.

"Ah, where did you get so much money?" Mom was surprised.

"My business is done. "Mom, hurry up and go to the bank. I'll send you the money in a while."

Haha, heaven never bars one's way. I am revived again.

He quickly went to the bank to withdraw money and then called 80 thousand from his mother's bank card. The remaining 20 thousand, 10 thousand to return to Wang Yan, 10 thousand to use.

Dad's operation is under way.

After finishing this task, Zywane felt much more relaxed, as the pain in his teeth became much lighter.

Zywane then called Chairman Song.

The moment the call connected, without waiting for Zywane to speak, Chairman Song said, "Manager Zhang, I am really sorry, we really do not have any money … …"

"Haha, I've got it." Zywane happily said to the Chairman Song, "Sister Song, thank you so much. The money has been transferred over. 100 thousand."

"What?" Chairman Song seemed surprised on the other side of the phone, "Impossible!"

"It's true. Hur Hur. I've already brought it up." Zhang Wei chuckled happily.

"How could that be!" Chairman Song muttered to himself on the other end of the phone, "The financial accounts have clearly already been sealed, money can only enter and not exit. There is clearly no more money on the finances."

"Haha, that could also be from the sky." Zhang Wei, the Chairman Song, joked, "I really have to thank you, Sister Song."

"Oh, don't be polite, don't be polite." Chairman Song replied and put down the phone, puzzled.

Suddenly, she remembered a call she received yesterday …

The laid-off worker, Zhang Wei, rushed to the hospital for an injection.

Today was the last shot. After the injection, the doctor said he would rest for a few days and observe.

Zywane returned to the dorm. Mr. Guo had been on a business trip with Finance today and had not returned.

As soon as he entered the room, he felt the fatigue of the past few days wash over him. Zywane collapsed onto the bed, threw his head on the pillow and fell asleep immediately.

Zywane was in a state of unconsciousness.

He slept all the way until noon the next day. His stomach growled as he woke up.

Through the single small window, he looked out at the clear sky.

The sun must be bright and the air must be fresh.

Zywane crawled to his feet. His teeth were no longer hurting, and the blisters at the corner of his mouth had started to fade. He could no longer feel any pain or swelling in his throat.

Health is important, really important.

The mood was more important. If the mood was good, then the body would be good.

As long as the body was good, the appetite would naturally be good.

Zywane did some stretching exercises in the common room.

All the brothers and sisters had left for work.

For a newly graduated student, having a place to stay was considered pretty good.

In such a difficult environment, their will was truly very high, their spirits very high, and as soon as they returned, the house would be filled with music and laughter.

This was how their future began. Their dreams would start from here and they would fight on their own.

Zywane sat on the ground with 30 push-ups in one breath.

In university, Zywane was the captain of a football team as well as a member of a martial arts team. His body was very sturdy, but he had not been exercising recently. Even so, he felt relaxed.

Zhang Wei took a comfortable bath. His whole body felt comfortable and relaxed.

He threw the dirty clothes into a corner and changed into a set of clean clothes from the inside out. Zywane then went down to eat.

Mr. Guo came home late last night and went to work early this morning.

Zywane prepared to return the money to Mr. Guo when he returned in the afternoon.

This bro was just slapping himself to make sure he was fat, but he didn't have much money on him.

However, this guy was quite interesting. He truly deserved to be called a fellow villager, truly interesting.

Zywane intended to treat Mr. Guo to a good dinner tonight.

As for the problem of being laid off and then being employed, that can wait. Let's not think about it for now. Let's just fill up our stomachs first.

Zywane rushed to open the door, but someone knocked on it.

Who would come knocking at this time of day? Did the people who lived here forget to bring their keys?

Zywane opened the door and took a look. Damn, it was He Ying.

He Ying stood at the door while carrying a large plastic bag that was filled to the brim with all kinds of food.

Zywane was a little surprised, he stood at the door staring at He Ying, how did He Ying know about my new residence?

It was simple. She knew that Mr. Guo and her were best friends, so she must have asked him about it.

He Ying was a little embarrassed while standing at the door: "What? "You won't be allowed to enter?"

Since he had already resigned, it was time for them to leave. Zywane regained his senses and quickly retreated, "Please come in, please come in. It's just too simple and crude. I'm afraid we'll have to compromise."

He Ying grudgingly looked at Zywane and followed him into the small house. There was only a chair in the small room and there was not even a place to sit so he could only sit on the bed.

"Why did you move into a place like this? How can anyone live in a place like this? " He Ying looked around, creased her eyebrows and said, "This isn't a place for a person like you to live. I'll go rent that house for you, and then go back home."

"No need, thank you," Zywane said coldly. "I am this kind of person, suitable for living in this kind of place. I would like to see thousands of workers working in the lower levels of this city."

He Ying looked at Zywane, feeling extremely pained. "If I hadn't interrogated Mr. Guo today and didn't know you would be living in such a place, I would have really troubled you. Mr. Guo still doesn't know about your resignation.

He Ying said as she reached out her hand to touch Zywane's face.

Zywane pulled back, his head knocking against the wooden wall. "I haven't told Mr. Guo. Children of the common people, you can eat all kinds of hardships, live here with water, electricity, toilets, and can even bathe and wash clothes. How nice, what's so bitter about it? "It's not hard."

He Ying placed the food she bought on top of Zywane's computer table: "I bought nutrition for you, take a good look at your skinny body."

Zhang Wei was about to refuse, but he thought that this would make the atmosphere awkward, so he said, "Thank you. You don't need to spend so much money in the future."

He Ying pursed her lips: "You gave home all the commission that was just given out to us? Is there really a patient in your house? "Who's sick?"

Zywane was infuriated. What f * cking bullsh * t words he had spoken the other day. As a friend, he would never mention money. At this moment, he started to pretend to care about them and tried to say something good.

Zywane took out the remaining 30 thousand yuan he had asked for yesterday and threw it on the bed, "No one in my family is sick, I am in need of money, but it's not to that extent. I can't afford to live in a high-class single apartment. Didn't you say you had feelings for me? I just want to see how much you really feel for me. "

Zywane suddenly wanted to tease He Ying so that He Ying would regret his actions so much and make her regret her actions to death.

He Ying's face instantly paled. "You? You! "I — I —"

He Ying was momentarily unable to speak, her face alternated between white and red, embarrassed and distressed.

Seeing He Ying's reaction, Zywane's heart was as though it was on schedule.

After a while, He Ying asked again: "Why did you resign in the end? "What did you say yesterday about eating porridge and what exactly did the senior staff mean by that?"

Zywane sneered, "It's my freedom to resign or not. If I'm willing to do it, I'll do it, if I'm unwilling to do it, I'll leave. As for that porridge drinker and the senior staff, he'll naturally understand when you ask your husband."

He Ying: "I went back to ask him last night, he didn't say anything."

Zywane sneered again, "You know perfectly well that we are all smart people."

He Ying asked, "What do you plan to do in the future? Should they stay here to develop or go outside? Do you want to go on with the tour or do you want to move on? "

Zywane retorted, "What does that have to do with you? What are you looking for me for today? What's the matter? "

He Ying looked at Zywane pitifully, "Last night, I had a fight with Old Gao, and I know that he must have hurt you in some way to encourage you to quit, but he did not say anything and continued to smoke his cigarette, and finally asked me to invite you back. He wanted you to be the Vice President and General Manager of Marketing Department."

Zywane burst out laughing, put it away and said seriously, "It's not like I'm going to die from cold. Of course I have my reasons for resigning. The employee didn't want to work properly to please the boss, and didn't want to do things properly to earn money. However, no matter how rich and respected the boss was, he was still a human and had personality and dignity. He also needed to respect and trust. Working in an environment where trust is lacking, I can't do it. Working with a group of despicable people every day makes me miserable. I want to make myself happy to work, happy to live, happy to earn money, in short, happy to live. As long as he was happy, it didn't matter what position he took. In addition, I have another characteristic. If I don't eat the grass, no one will be able to change my decision. Please tell high total to thank him for his support and appreciation. Tell him that I, Zhang Wei, am here to thank him, but I am not a good person.

These words left He Ying speechless and her face flushed red.

Zywane suddenly felt that this was not a good thing. How could they treat their guests like this? He stood up and stretched his muscles. "I'm so sorry, I couldn't even get you to drink saliva here."

He Ying was quiet for a moment, then suddenly remembered something: "You still haven't eaten, right? I have milk, bread, ham, and Eight Treasures Porridge, they are all things that you like to eat, eat first."

Then, without waiting for Zywane's reply, he lowered his head and brought out the delicious food for Zywane.