Chapter 1: Trauma

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"Lao Li, I hope you can understand the company's difficulties。。。。。。 ”

A fat and round face, with a sincere expression that he worked hard to create, said to Li Zhenguang.

It's just that the hint of playful malice that flashed in the corner of his eye betrayed him deeply.

Li Zhenguang did not speak.

The other party's performance did not escape his eyes.

In fact, he has long been mentally prepared for everything that happened today.

It is a family business.

All important departments are controlled by members of their clans.

There is intrigue and competition between each other.

After this Madali came to the company, he carried out drastic reforms and interspersed his own people into various departments.

Those old employees with certain qualifications, but without any background, have fallen victims.

One by one, they were forced to leave the company.

Today, it's finally your turn to do it to yourself.

There was no protest or pleading, and after a moment of silence, Li Zhenguang chose to leave.

Go back to your place and pack up your personal stuff.

Actually, there's nothing to clean up.

A worn-out second-hand laptop, and a couple of carbon pens, are all he has.

In this era, such a simple configuration is indeed a wonderful scenery in the office.

Even if you can't afford it at one time, you can buy a computer with a card in installments.

But he didn't.

The reason is simple, there is no money.

He's no ordinary person.

Since he was a child, he was born in an ordinary family, as if he was possessed by a poor god and lacked money in the five elements, so he never tried to have any savings.

Whether you have just received your salary or just borrowed money, all kinds of money-breaking incidents are bound to happen.

In such a situation, the bank card has always been maintained in a three-digit state, and there has rarely been a breakthrough.

In such a situation, let him go to luxury again, which is impossible to do in any case.

The handover went smoothly because the HR manager was also a member of their family and had already passed each other's anger.

After completion, with mixed feelings, Li Zhenguang turned around and left the company.

If you don't go home right away, the rental house at the moment will definitely be as hot as a steamer, and going back now will only make you more irritable.

Walking in the shade of the dense trees on the side of the street, he followed the flow of people around him blankly, walking aimlessly.

He had a sense of helplessness in his heart about his future fate.

Born in an ordinary family, lacking background and connections, everything has to rely on one's own ability to struggle, if there is no skill, the difficulty can be imagined.

In the past, on the Internet, I saw that some parents strictly cultivated their children's talents in all aspects from an early age, and felt that they had killed their childhood.

In retrospect, those parents were really prescient.

At least, their children have won at the starting line of life.

It's not too late, though.

As the saying goes: live to be old, learn to be old.

No matter what time it is, as long as you still have the ability to learn, it's never too late.

"Alas, it seems that I will have to develop a certain skill in the future. ”

Li Zhenguang sighed helplessly, comforting himself like this.

Before you know it, you're at a crossroads.

It was a red light, and he stood there boredly waiting.

"Crunch, crunch!"

A tiger-headed little boy staggered from behind on a pair of cute pig-headed monster shoes.

Behind him, an old lady, carrying a bag full of vegetables, chased after her breathlessly, and kept shouting: "Don't run baby, wait for grandma." ”

Perhaps, the little boy thought that his grandmother was joking with him as usual, and he ran more vigorously with a smile.

"Quack!" the brakes snapped.

During the normal driving of an electric motorcycle, I did not expect a child to suddenly appear in front of me.

In the case of emergency braking, it is still too late, and a tragedy is about to happen.

said it too late and then quickly, Li Zhenguang pounced.

He leaned down, grabbed the little boy, and was about to dodge to the side.

Unexpectedly, the motorcycle, driven by inertia, had already rushed over.

The protruding part of the front handle hit the center of his forehead with a heavy blow.

"Bang!" he staggered back a few steps with the child in his arms, and sat down on the ground with his eyes shining with Venus.

"Baby. The old man exclaimed, dropped all the things in his hand, and ran over like crazy.

Li Zhenguang endured the pain, put the child down, and struggled to stand up.

The old man picked up his grandson and shuddered and cried.

"Wow!" the frightened little boy came back to his senses, opened his mouth, and cried.

"Okay, it's okay, I didn't get hit, I was just a little frightened. Li Zhenguang comforted softly on the side.

"You。。。。。。 Are you alright?" a baritone sounded in his ears.

Li Zhenguang turned his head and saw that it was the rider.

"It's okay, it's just an accident, it happened suddenly, and no one wants it. He replied calmly.

Nothing serious happened, everyone was happy, and there was no point in delving into the roots.

What's more, this rider is also very innocent, and in the process of normal driving, suddenly a disaster falls from the sky, and it is uncomfortable for anyone.

Fortunately, everyone is safe and sound, what is the point of suffering a little pain and pain?

After some kind words and persuasion, everyone finally left.

Li Zhenguang also lost interest in continuing to hang out, and the severe pain in his forehead made him just want to go home early and rest for a while.

It took two bus trips to get back to the rental house.

He didn't even take off his clothes, so he dragged him to the bed and fell asleep on his back.

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