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Chapter Seventeen Compassion

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    Liu Zhiyang and his wife finally found Chen Fuzhe, and told them about the situation. The old leader still showed some face, and after a few pleasantries, he said, "It just so happens that a private company has just opened, and I own the shares in it. You help manage it.  I just want a trustworthy person, and you are the most suitable. Liu Zhiyang was so happy when he heard it, he said a few thanks, put down the gift in his hand, and pulled his wife, saying let's go home. But the wife didn't seem to care.  Feeling normal, he said: "Zhiyang, you go first, I have something to do with Mr. Chen." Liu Zhiyang thought to himself that there is something that I can't be there, is there any private transaction? But this world is unpredictable, Wang Jufang  With both talent and talent, and a coquettish person, it might be rare to say that she has an affair with Chen.

    At night, Liu Zhiyang's heart was bleeding and his anger was burning.

    "Tell me, did you have an affair with that surnamed Chen?" Liu Zhiyang roared.

    "Do you think that just because of your family can let you become the vice president of the company you hold, or more than 3,000 a month?" The wife replied in a bad voice. At that time, the average salary in society was only 800 yuan/month, which was more than 3,000 yuan.  One month is really not a small amount.

    "That can't be done, sell your soul for work!".

    "I don't want to do this, it's not that you are worthless."

    Liu Zhiyang looked at Wang Jufang, feeling sore for a while, yes, why did he mess up so badly?  Although the work problem has been solved now, he still feels that it is meaningless. He has already been put on a cuckold and walked out of the room to the gate of the community.  He felt desolate in his heart, and asked himself, could he get a decent job only by selling his wife?  , then what is the meaning of this kind of work to him? This world is cruel, as it is in fact. At this moment, Liu Zhiyang's eyes were filled with water, and he watched the buses on the other side of the road drive away one by one helplessly.

    "Hey, why are you here?" The voice seemed so familiar and crisp.

    "Oh, it's you." At some point, Qiangwei was standing behind him, "Why don't you have my phone number?" "I don't even know your name, how to contact you?" Ouch, I really forgot to put  The name tells people, "My name is Liu Zhiyang, I'm sorry, how did you find a job now?" Liu Zhiyang hurriedly added an introduction.

    "I found it, working as a secretary in a foreign company"

    "Oh, that's great, congratulations"

    "how about you?"

    "Not very good, a private company as vice president"

    "Not bad, the income must be high"

    "Horse, not very tall, just passable"

    "Then you invite me to dinner"

    "No problem, let's go now"

    As they said that, the two of them started to walk towards a more sentimental coffee bar. This coffee bar is a typical French steak bar. As soon as they stepped into the bar with a leisurely French atmosphere, Liu Zhiyang became excited.  I haven't felt this way for many years. Looking at the decoration style of the bar, it seems that I am in a roadside restaurant in romantic Paris. A feeling of leisure and tranquility arises spontaneously.  He looked at Wang Qiangwei, who had a typical European face, and started his unique fantasy.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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