Bigshot Cultivator Bewildering People Every Day

The result that made Zheng Yajun worried about him did not make him wait long.

Before the results came out, he thought that the waiting process was the longest.

However, after receiving the notice of the upcoming important meeting of the board of directors, Zheng Yajun had to admit that it was the most painful moment in his life when he saw the known boulder above his head that was about to be smashed into his forehead. A period of time.

Everyone knows the focus of this meeting, and Zheng Yajun can't pretend that he doesn't know.

Ten thousand steps back, even if he wants to pretend that he doesn't know anything about it, there are so many eye-catching eyes looking at him, planning to pull him down.

His opponent in the company, the department manager who had previously sinned, the head of public relations who was wise, and the next one who is said to be very hopeful to take over his position...

These people sent him greetings one after another as if they were afraid that he was not upset enough now.

Those correspondences are called greetings, but in fact, it is more appropriate to call them falling into trouble, watching lively activities, and political shows.

Zheng Yajun was patient, put on a smile, pretended to reply to a few nonchalantly, and tried to reveal the meaning of "I didn't lose, I don't care" in every word.

However, after squeezing his anger and panic to reply all the information, Zheng Yajun smashed the small terminal on the ground like a patient with mania.

The pin-shaped terminal was smashed to the screen and it was shaken by the strong reaction force. Zheng Yajun was still puzzled. He panted heavily and waved his arms, sweeping all the furnishings on the coffee table to the ground rather rudely.

In a mess of tea splashing, fragments falling, and housework robots flashing red in a hurry, spinning around the place that needs to be cleaned up, the terminal lying on the floor doesn’t know where it just broke, but it didn’t go through Zheng Yajun’s instructions. In this case, he even played a new voice communication on his own.

In that voice communication, the gloating accent sounded almost completely undisguised.

"Haha, Lao Zheng, why do I listen to you with a gun and a stick? Are you angry? Don't hold back, you say I don't know you yet? Don't be sulking in a life at this time Right?"

Zheng Yajun looked at the communicator on the ground with blood-red eyes. He rushed up in three steps in two steps and stomped it severely. After stomping the little thing flying, he chased it again, raised his foot and stomped... …

However, the harder he stomped, the counter-shock force hit his feet in the same way. The pain was the same as the anxiety in his heart, reminding Zheng Yajun all the time, making him clearly aware that he couldn’t do anything now. Up.

"what--"

The voice was so irritating and distressing that it sounded sharp and distorted.

The terminal on the ground that had been stomped to pieces, now stubbornly flashed its broken light system. It did not know which part was triggered again, and intermittently squeezed out a broken electronic sound from the speaker: "The call of the groundhog is detected, may I ask you to..."

Zheng Yajun flew furiously incompetently and finally ended the electronic life of the terminal.

However, his stubbornness, resentment and powerlessness will not be alleviated by this.

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Soon after, the game company of "Mother Planet Era" issued an announcement, claiming that the company had dismissed the former president Zheng Yajun, and hoped that the two parties could get together and get together and Mr. Zheng could have a better future.

Of course, in everyone's eyes, whether this is a "peaceful breakup" or "forced cessation" is undoubtedly clear at a glance.

Now Zheng Yajun has lost his former status and rights. Not only that, the drama that happened to Yuan Ziqian in the past is now repeated in him.

Soon after being expelled, when the public’s attention to the matter dropped a bit, the company suddenly changed its previous charity on Xing.com, and directly sued Zheng Yajun to the court with the same set of "leaking the company." "Confidentiality", "financial issues" and other crimes related to corporate law.

But unlike Yuan Ziqian, no one would extend an olive branch to Zheng Yajun because he appreciates his unique talents to save him from danger.

Today, Zheng Yajun is ruined and entangled in lawsuits, and his property has been confiscated by the court. It is conceivable that he must have been living in difficulties for the rest of his life.

Moreover, the reputation, power, money and respect are just because Zheng Yajun has been given it, so after losing it, he will suffer a hundred times more than before.

What is more painful than climbing to the top and falling again, and knowing in your heart that you will never have such a good day again?

This time, there won’t be another Yuan Ziqian looking at him, like looking at his like-minded friend, with bright eyes, and unreservedly entrusting his work to him, so that his ambitions can’t be stretched out of adversity. It came over.

Even if the story of Mr. Dong Guo and the wolf is lost in this world, everyone will still walk around such a person.

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Yuan Ziqian was full of emotions.

"The company sent me an invitation, and some directors wanted to invite me out for dinner. They wanted me to return to the company, but I refused."

Having said this, Yuan Ziqian exhaled a long breath, feeling that everything he had experienced before seemed like a lifetime. All the things that once made him sad, sad, and even desperate to give up his life, have finally turned a new page completely.

The dust is like a dream, nothing more than that.

"I think I am not suitable for that kind of life." Yuan Ziqian said. His voice is very small, already low to the point of muttering to himself, but the tone is very calm, "I am not in their circle...I have never pursued such a circle."

From beginning to end, he has what he has to do, he has a dream he wants to pursue, and he also has a life he wants, perhaps not beautiful, but enough to satisfy him.

This is enough.

However, in addition, Yuan Ziqian still has a little question.

"Zheng Yajun should be regarded as one of their people, but why did they expel Zheng Yajun in the end?"

Yuan Ziqian recalled now, only later realized that Zheng Yajun was exactly the same as those of the great figures in his actions, his tone, or his eyes and smell.

If the capital originally left Yuan Ziqian because he was "too uncapitalized", and because Zheng Yajun "their blood was flowing from head to toe" and accepted Zheng Yajun, then why is Yuan Ziqian now receiving it again? Invitation, but Zheng Yajun was expelled from the table?

"They want Zheng Yajun instead of you because, compared with talent and contribution, they would rather want a ‘owner’ who knows nothing, but you are not."

System 5555 suddenly opened from the terminal.

During this period of time, it wrote articles on Xingwang, attracted traffic, and wrote several small programs for itself, which can simulate different voiceprints. Just like now, the voiceprint used by 5555 sounds like a sincere young man.

"It's the same reason that they don't want Zheng Yajun--because Zheng Yajun is just stepping on your attack. He is just a vampire with no more than no less than him. Capital can easily accept him, and of course can just abandon him."

Having said that, the system's voice turned into contemplation: "I think, although this scum usually has a high self-esteem, he probably understands this truth in his subconscious."

"Remember when you talked to me about his unreasonable hatred for you? I once said that it was because he was jealous of your talent-look at the ending, he should really be envious of your talent."

After listening to the system, Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling glanced at each other without a trace, Yuan Ziqian also opened his eyes in surprise.

"Mr. System..." Yuan Ziqian murmured: "I really rarely hear you talk like this in a long way..."

System 5555 was also taken aback when he heard the words: "Isn’t I usually like this? Turn on the behavior mode comparison function... Hey, it seems that it’s not... Turn on the self-check system module... System self-check..."

Seeing that the system 5555 seemed to be lost in thought about whether he was malfunctioning, Yuan Ziqian inevitably felt a little uneasy. He turned his head and asked Luo Jiujiang for help: "Mr. Luo, did I get into trouble?"

"This has nothing to do with you." Luo Jiujiang knew about the current situation of the system. He smiled at Yuan Ziqian, and then comforted him: "It's better to say that the facts are actually the opposite, and thank you for providing the terminal for Wuwu Yoshishen."

Yuan Ziqian frowned subconsciously, unable to understand what Luo Jiujiang meant.

"Excuse me, you mean..."

"Before I came to this world, I had noticed a clue from Wuwu." Luo Jiujiang explained to him with a smile: "I think if he can live away from the host, it may be good for him. If it is, Not based on this judgment, Qianling would not signal that Fifty Five separates from me..."

Speaking of this, Luo Jiujiang smiled confidently: "After all, how could Qianling be such a careful dragon."

Yuan Ziqian looked at him in shock, thinking that either his ears or Mr. Luo's thinking, anyway, there must be something wrong between the two.

——Mr. Luo has selectively forgotten that when he wanted to shake his hand before, did the two dazzling cold lights cast from Mr. Han’s eyes?

——Mr. Luo has never heard of it. In the game, those players in the game have "filtered into the brain", "fancy double standard", "your home in Luo Jiujiang, there is no bad place". Wailing and complaining?

With Luo Jiujiang's calm eyes and no sense of deviation in his speech, Yuan Ziqian's pupils quaked.

He thought of the bitterness that System 5555 had complained to him, thought of the history of system 5555 spitting out a groove, and remembering the time when these two people entered the game and the time when he and System 5555 were alone.

Yuan Ziqian really couldn't restrain his thoughts--

Mr. Luo, have you ever thought that the system 5555 has suddenly undergone such a big change, maybe not because it finally broke away from the host itself.

Maybe it is because it has separated from you?

... After all, I still cherish my life, Yuan Ziqian thought about it, but in the end he dared not say this.