The villain divorced, the beautiful CEO cried and begged to get back together

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Some people look sad, some people look radiant.

Junzi is its representative, with suits and leather shoes, tie tied meticulously, finger-less hair, also smeared with pomade, and combed back into a four-faced big back.

He stood at the front desk of the temporarily borrowed hotel conference room, clenched his fists and coughed, and as far as he could see, there was a crowd of moving heads below.

There are nearly a hundred people, all of whom are retired special forces.

Among them, some are in the same class as Junzi, and some are acquainted with him.

The young master asked him to find someone he trusted, but anyone he knew well in the army was his mother's trust!

Accidentally, there were too many shouts.

"Brother Jun, you're fucking developed now, I'm so stupid, so many brothers, all of them were called over by you, and you gave them back a single room for one person, now the entire hotel, the entire floor is about to be destroyed. Those of us veteran comrades who have retired from the army give Bao Yuan a call."

"Yes, Brother Jun, I really envy you. Among the old comrades who have retired from the army, you are the best."

"However, Brother Jun... We still have to clarify some things. We are here to save face for you, but there are some things we won't do. We can't do things that violate the principles."

"Yeah, Brother Jun, I'm fine with that company now. Morning and evening, there are four days off in a month, and the salary is quite high, almost tens of thousands. I want to achieve financial freedom."

remember in a second

"..."

Among the neatly-organized retired special forces sitting below, there were discussions among couples, and some envied the soldiers, but most of them still held a wait-and-see attitude, and even most of them already had their own jobs. .

Qin Lang was sitting in the back. Apart from being a bit handsome, there was nothing special about him. They were all men, and no one would stare at him.

Glancing lightly, he felt amused in his heart, did the sentimental soldier greet all the old comrades he knew?

Moreover, even those who have jobs are not spared. Is this an attempt to poach the wall?

He was curious to watch Junzi's next operation.

"Ahem, please be quiet first." Junzi raised his hand, signaling the scene to calm down.

They are all retired special forces, and they are extremely disciplined, and the scene instantly calmed down.

The microphone in the meeting room was broken, so Junzi could only raise his voice and amplify his voice a little, so that everyone could hear what he said as much as possible.

He pointed to a comrade-in-arms who spoke just now, and said, "Old Huang, the freedom of wealth you mentioned just now, what do you think is freedom of wealth?

What do some of our comrades say?Isn't wealth freedom just about having more money?What do we want to do!

I'm here to tell you, it's wrong!

What is financial freedom?It's because you have so much money that you don't have to do things you don't want to do!You have the right to say no!Do you have a fucking right to say no?

You are going to be a bodyguard, and the boss asked you to drink this glass of wine, do you have the right to say no?

You have the right to say no, what should you do?Pointing at the boss's nose and yelling, fuck you, I won't drink, I won't do it, what can I do? "

Lao Huang lowered his head, "Who dares to say that? Isn't it obvious that he wants to find squid to fire for the boss?"

Old Huang was a little unconvinced, and asked directly, "What about you, Brother Jun? Do you dare to talk to the boss like that?"

Junzi snorted coldly, "Do I dare? Of course I dare not! I am even more tired than all of you present!

If the young master says a word, I'll have to work like a dick, and I'll be exhausted every day!

Do you think I am willing to stand here and talk to you about these great principles?There is not even a microphone in such a large conference room. I said here with a loud voice, and my voice was about to smoke. Do you think I would like to?I don't want to talk about it either.

No way, the young master will give you money!

He gave too much! ! "

hissing...

Not to mention those retired special forces who stared and stared and were stunned by Junzi, even Qin Lang who was sitting in the back row was shocked when he heard these words.

Good guy!

Junzi has an epiphany? !

Enlightened!

Lao Huang raised his hand tremblingly, "Brother Jun, how is your income now?"

Nearly a hundred people, all of them pricked up their ears, paying attention.

Junzi shook his head and sighed, "It's not very good, my monthly salary is less than 200 yuan, plus quarterly dividends, year-end bonuses, etc., it's only about [-] million yuan.

Don't just listen to the salary, it looks okay, it's not as simple as you think.

On weekdays, everyone is in this line of work, and they all need to relax, get a massage or something, and it costs hundreds or thousands at a time. Do you know what it feels like for us to work for the young master?

too difficult!If you go once, you will lose at least one billion yuan!

Young master, he rented the entire fifth floor of the finger lotus next door for a month. Those of us who work for him are exhausted every day. Once we have some time to rest, he will let us go to the fifth floor to spend more time. Ah, one day is not as good as one day!

Also, the last time the young master went out to spend, he left 200 million yuan, and he just dumped it to me, asking me to share it with more than forty brothers. Do you know how embarrassing it is for me?The average score is definitely not good, there are those who work hard and those who are lazy, no matter how the money is distributed, I, who takes the lead, will offend others!

Hey... the world is hard, let's get by, I called you over this time, and I also want to expand the young master's bodyguard team, so much to say, I feel that I am wronged.

If you want to do it, just say it, if you don’t want to do it, I won’t make it difficult for you, we will still be old comrades in arms in the future. "

As soon as the voice fell, the phone rang in the conference room. Everyone followed the sound, but it was Lao Huang's phone that rang.

He raised his hand in embarrassment, took out the phone, and after listening for a while, he yelled angrily in front of Junzi, "Working overtime? Your mother's working overtime!?

Don't you know that I'm on leave?

You asked me to go back to work overtime during the big holiday?Are you out of your mind?

I quit, whoever likes to work overtime will go overtime, stupid stuff, what do you like! "

pat!

Lao Huang cut off the phone angrily, and after groaning and cursing for a while, he looked at Junzi, coughed, and then uttered a strange voice at him in a very sharp voice, "Squeak ..."

What the hell!

A group of old comrades-in-arms heard it, and they all scrambled to be the first.

"squeak!"

"Squeak!"

"Squeak..."

"..."

The entire conference room was filled with squeaking noises. Those who knew it was a group of people having a meeting inside, but those who didn't know thought it was a rat plague!

These old comrades, they don't want to say anything!

But Brother Jun can give too much!

They also want to work hard every day to get a salary of [-] yuan, and they also want to spend more than one billion yuan at a time, and their bodies are not as good as before!