I don't work overtime as a professional.

Chapter 2 You Are Much Like My Cub Brother
With the sound of unlocking, a young man with a tired expression opened the door and walked in.

After the young man saw Gong Qingwen, a smile appeared on his face.

Lifting the bag in his hand, Chen Yan shook it happily.

"Xiao Gong, let's have fried chicken tonight."

Seeing Chen Yan's appearance, Gong Qingwen couldn't say what he had prepared to borrow money to go home.

He has been prostitution at Chen Yan's house for two days, and he planned to ask Chen Yan to borrow some money to go back to Gusu today.

But in the current situation, it is obviously not suitable to borrow money.

Walking over quickly, Gong Qingwen took the fried chicken in Chen Yan's hand, and looked curiously at the bag in Chen Yan's other hand.

"Brother Chen, do you still want to drink today?"

Gong Qingwen is a teetotaler no matter in his previous life or in this life.

Because of his drinking capacity, it is really not good.

If you use three words to describe it, it would be poured in a cup.

The smile on Chen Yan's face froze, and then he sighed faintly.

"It's nothing, I just met a few things that look low on people, and I was depressed, so I took a few sips."

Opening the folding table by the wall, Chen Yan put beer and fried chicken on it.

"Xiao Gong, you are underage, so stop drinking."

Gong Qingwen nodded and sat down together.

I want to go back, I want to go back, but Gong Qingwen is not in a hurry.

Seeing Chen Yan's depressed appearance, as a social animal who worked overtime until he died suddenly, Gong Qingwen could understand him very well.

As he drank glasses of beer, Chen Yan's face gradually turned rosy, and his speech became slurred.

"Bao... What's wrong with the security guard, is the security guard inferior?"

"I'm not educated, but I'm also working hard. Why do they look down on people? Why do they scold me?"

As Chen Yan spoke, he took a hard breath of snot.

Gong Qingwen didn't speak, and poured a glass of wine into Chen Yan's cup in silence.

Chen Yan glanced at Gong Qingwen and patted him on the shoulder.

"Xiaogong, you are different from them. I can tell that your family must have money, but you didn't look down on me."

Gong Qingwen smiled at Chen Yan, and handed Chen Yan another piece of fried chicken.

What Chen Yan said is quite right, Gong Qingwen's family background is very good.

It was precisely because of this that Gong Qingwen didn't want to deal with systematic hookups at all.

Alas... In this life, I am not short of money.

"Sometimes, I really don't want to endure those sbs, but in order not to lose this job, I have to endure it."

"Xiaogong, don't be like me in the future, either you should study hard, or play a professional job to make a name for yourself."

"Well, I see, Brother Chen."

"it is good!"

Chen Yan suddenly roared, making Gong Qingwen tremble all over in fright.

"Since you are so ambitious and talented, then I have decided that I will give you the last recommended spot in my hand!"

Chen Yan's eyes lit up, and he quickly took his mobile phone off the sofa next to him.

Hearing this, Gong Qingwen couldn't help being stunned.

No... I didn't say I was going to play professionally, don't be impulsive!

This form of scouting by Chen Yan, Chen Yan also explained it to the original owner yesterday.

To become a member of this scouting organization, the minimum requirement is a diamond three in the first district.

In addition to the requirements of rank, there is also the need to have your own unique understanding of the game.

Chen Yan also spent a lot of effort in the beginning to finally join this scouting organization.

But... It doesn't mean that you can sit back and relax after joining this scouting organization.

At the beginning, the scout organization will only give you three chances to recommend folk players.

Within three times, if the player you recommend is signed by the club, then the scout organization will give you a formal contract.

But if within three times, none of the players you recommend is signed by the club.

Then sorry, you will be kicked out of this organization.

As for Chen Yan, he had already used two recommendation opportunities.

If Chen Yan failed to recommend it for the third time, then his hope of changing his current life, which he finally grasped, would also be shattered.

"Chen...Brother Chen, don't be impulsive, this is your last chance. If you give it to me, if I can't do it, won't you be finished?"

Gong Qingwen hurriedly persuaded him that he was not going to play professionally at all, and if Chen Yan gave him the last recommended spot that was equivalent to his life-saving straw, wouldn't it be completely useless?

Chen Yan shook off Gong Qingwen's hand, then stared at Gong Qingwen with a serious face.

"Do not you trust me?"

"No... no. I... I don't believe in myself."

Gong Qingwen was completely bewildered, he never expected that Chen Yan, who usually looks easy to talk, would look like this after drunk.

"Then you don't believe my vision?"

"I……"

"Okay, don't talk about it, just because you don't look down on your brother Chen, I recommend you for this spot."

Chen Yan said, ignoring Gong Qingwen's obstruction, found a contact in his WeChat, and started WeChat.

"It's not... I... I tm."

Gong Qingwen hesitated to speak, but seeing Chen Yan's serious face, he still held back his mouth.

He was afraid that he would anger Chen Yan, who was drinking, and he would have to sleep on the street tonight because he was penniless.

But looking at Chen Yan who smelled like alcohol, Gong Qingwen really wanted to give him a jio.

After a while, Chen Yan finally stopped sending WeChat messages.

"Okay... well, it's done, I'll take you there tomorrow, and you can play well then."

Gong Qingwen sighed resignedly, "Brother Chen, do you want to stop thinking about it?"

"Consider an egg, come, eat fried chicken, I finally bought one, don't waste it on me."

Gong Qingwen nodded with a wry smile, and took the chicken leg from Chen Yan's hand.

This... is he being forced to bow by the Overlord, right?

……

The night is dark.

The fried chicken on the table has been eaten, the bones have been chewed and swallowed, and the wine bottles on the ground are scattered.

Gong Qingwen cleaned up the mess first, then touched his own neck, there were several marks on it.

The original owner had the habit of pulling his own neck unconsciously, and he didn't know how to develop it. Gong Qingwen couldn't change it for a while.

Shaking his head, Gong Qingwen carried Chen Yan onto the bed with difficulty.

Chen Yan seemed to have fallen asleep at this time, but from time to time, he uttered a sentence or two in his sleep in that inarticulate tone.

"Xiao... Xiaogong, do you know? You really look like my cub brother."

"He also ran away from home when he was your age. He said he came to Shanghai, but I have been looking for him for seven years, but I can't find him."

"Hmph, that bastard, I don't know how to contact my family...Hmph."

"So...that's why I will bring you...bring you back..."

With the last words spoken, Chen Yan also fell into a coma.

For a moment, there was only slight snoring and the smell of beer in the air.

Gong Qingwen looked at Chen Yan, who was lying on the bed in a large font, and raised his eyebrows lightly.

"You don't think that if you say that, I won't run away, do you? I'm so hard-hearted."

Covering Chen Yan with the quilt on the bed, Gong Qingwen smiled disdainfully, then grabbed his backpack on the floor.

With the sound of the door opening, the cold wind continued to pour into the rental house.

A few seconds later, the door of the rental house was gently closed.

(End of this chapter)