At night in the capital in mid-April, the temperature is slightly cooler except for the bustling street scene. It was nearly eleven o'clock in the evening, and there were not many cars on the main road.

The tall and thin old Zhu drove the car steadily, his slender eyebrows slightly tangled. He had just left his "unnamed" friend at the entrance of the subway and was driving home alone.

Not long ago, the scene of eating at the "Tianfu Hot Spring Resort" was replayed in his mind, and after thinking about it, he still called Cao Le.

"Hey, Mr. Zhu, are you home?"

"Lao Cao, there's something for you, let me tell you..."

Lao Zhu explained the situation again and persuaded him: "This well young man will come over to play football with us next week." You call Zeng Fat Man to converge on the point. Don't offend anyone. Even if Shoko is here today, she will still lose. ”

Cao Le smiled bitterly. Who would have thought that this well is so big? 50,000 or 60,000 yuan for a meal. I'm obedient. Is this like a person driving a Maitan? Lao Zhu has changed his attitude.

Recalling that he had promised Zeng Fat not long ago, Cao Le shook his head self-deprecatingly and said, "Okay." I'll talk to Fat Zeng. ”

Not only did he have to tell Zeng Fat not to ridicule, but he also had to let this Jing Shao be a little less, feed Jing Shao the ball, and let him win and leave as soon as possible.

Made, why am I so hard? Kick a ball and relax, and meet Jiang Long.

What to go back to practice, next week to "get back to the field". Cao Le doesn't believe this kind of at all!

Do you know that if you want eternal life, what should he say to God? Let me see the Chinese team win the World Cup in my lifetime!

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Not to mention that Jing Gao played a ball and caused ripples in the circle of Cao Le, Lao Zhu, Luo Yi and others, he called Li Wei on the return trip, and Li Wei was accompanying his "girlfriend" in the Homeinn near the University of Trade.

After hanging up the phone, Li Wei sat on the sofa, smoking a cigarette and pondering. It's a bit stressful! Jing Shao asked for it to be done on Sunday.

The round-faced girl sat at the head of the bed, brushing her hair, and asked curiously, "Whose phone is it?"

Li Wei touched his head and sighed, "My boss's." ”

The round-faced girl scolded, "Then you can't still do things on Friday night, right?"

Li Wei smiled bitterly. He talked to Jing Shao yesterday, but he hasn't put the formation of the company on the agenda yet. Now I know that there are fewer wells and more things!

He is squatting on the side of the University of Trade and thinking about it. He knew that some college students would rent out library cards and meal cards. Just a little bit of progress today.

It's a new job.

"I can't help it..."

Before Li Wei finished speaking, he heard two WeChat drops, picked it up and took a look, only to see Jing Gao sending him two transfer red envelopes in a row. One is 10,000 and the other is 100,000.

Li Wei understands in seconds.

The red envelope of 10,000 yuan is the "service fee" that he asked Xiao Wang to arrange for the resort today. It is up to him to decide how much to give to Xiao Wang.

A red envelope of 100,000 should be the start-up capital for his company. At the same time, it is also a "service fee" paid to him in advance.

Seeing that Li Wei suddenly swallowed back the words of "complaining", his girlfriend replaced them with refreshed and very excited, and said strangely: "Li Wei, what's wrong with you?"

Li Wei grinned and waved his hand, "You sleep first." I've got something. "He's going to have to get to work.

"You're sick!"

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Jing Gao drove back to the "Vanke Economic and Trade Mansion", took a shower, threw his clothes in the newly bought washing machine, took out a bottle of champagne from the refrigerator specially used for wine in the small room, and sat on the carpet in the living room to drink.

Enjoying solitude.

Playing music on your phone: Kiss goodbye. The representative work of a generation of singer Jacky Cheung.

"The past has become a cloud of smoke and dissipates in front of each other's eyes. Even after saying goodbye, I can't see that you have some complaints..."

"Loneliness" is not a young man, but a state that a person must face when he is alone.

When you're filled with a busy job or schoolwork, you don't feel this way. Time is like flowing water, and only hatred is not enough.

And like his state at this time, he focuses on enjoying life every day, and the pace is slow, so it is natural to have this experience.

In a metropolis like Beijing, the only friend he can really make is Xie Dashao. In addition to his work, his social circle is now only based on his college classmates.

Family and relatives are not here. There is only one cousin who goes to college in Kyochung, and the relationship is very weak.

The girlfriend hasn't caught up yet.

So, it's normal to be alone.

But he is not afraid of this feeling, and it is good to drink a little wine, listen to a song, and think about things when he is quiet.

After playing a game, his physical strength was exhausted, and the little emotion he had when he broke up with Su Qing disappeared. He still maintains his interest in beautiful women.

It's just that he has a new understanding: if he is just greedy for someone else's body, it is best not to intervene in her life and keep a certain distance.

Idaka took a sip of wine. Crisp fruity aroma in the throat.

He really didn't expect that the first goal of his new life would be to play football. However, playing football is his hobby and has the effect of exercising.

Don't look at the Chinese Super League is in full swing now, but the reputation of Chinese football has long been stinky. Anyone can scold a few words. It seems that he likes to play football, but the level is a little too low.

But what you like to do, as long as it is not illegal, why should you care about other people's opinions? Those who like to play cars, play e-sports, and eat seafood are not necessarily high? It doesn't matter the level, it's just that everyone's hobbies are different.

Football runs through his youth!

He can report the names and history of those stars, and he can go to the bar outside the school all night with Lao Zou to watch the Champions Cup final.

It was a memory of youth that cannot be forgotten.

"Didi. ”

The phone's WeChat rang, interrupting the music that was being broadcast. Jing Gao took a look, it was Xiao Qiao who sent him a message.

"Mr. Jing, Xiao Liu, Gao Fan's headhunter, has sent me the resume of the deputy director of investment who meets the requirements. There are six servings in total. I did a preliminary screening with Manager Li of Human Resources, which has just been completed.

The three resumes screened out are sent to your work mailbox, and you can check them. Xiao Liu said that he could make an appointment for an interview tomorrow morning. Or the morning after tomorrow. ”

The so-called work mailbox is the internal office system of Zhongrun Company. After Comba University's trip, Xiao Qiao and Manager Li continued to recruit people. OA office software is a set of self-bought. Internal things began to go through the process and standardize the system.

Work information is sent directly to his mailbox.

Jing Gao made a direct phone call to Xiao Qiao, sat on the carpet, leaned on the side of the sofa, "Xiao Qiao, haven't slept so late?"

Xiao Qiao giggled and said, "Mr. Jing, it's hard to earn a million annual salary! I've been dying lately." Oh, Xiaohe, I've already sent it to the University of Trade. You have something to tell her. I'll send you her phone in a moment. ”

Jing Gao was surprised and said, "You found a house so quickly?"

"No~. Stay at the Express Hotel next to the University for a few days. ”

Jing Gao refreshed Xiao Qiao's ability to do things, chatted a few words, cared about his subordinates, and then cut to the point, "I will have an interview in the office on the 45th floor of the International Trade Center tomorrow morning." I'll go over. Let Xiao Liu make an appointment with them, with an interval of half an hour each. ”

"Okay. ”

After dealing with the work, Jing Gao thought about it and sent a WeChat message to Chen Yujie, "Classmate Chen, consult about something." I have a recruitment tomorrow and have an interview with an employee. Which schools are the best in your legal profession?"