Chapter 2 BOSS, What Kind of Business Are You Doing Today?

"To pick up or not to answer? This is a problem. ”

Roy squinted at the ringing phone, hesitating, pondering, bored, he could already imagine the roar brewing on the other end of the phone.

It's a real nuisance.

Less leaning, he made a decisive decision, directly broke the phone case, picked off the battery, pinched the mobile phone card at his fingertips, and with a coquettish parabola, the metal piece flashed and flew out of the window, and the wall seemed to still have the light and shadow of sunlight refraction.

"Bye-bye to you, I'll lie down and taste the guts, and sit back and wait for the comeback."

……

Outside Roy's house.

A young man carrying a hamburger and fast food, leaning against the outer door and sliding down weakly, the prompt tone of "the phone you dialed has been turned off" in the mobile phone is still repeating, he is struggling his face, and sighs in his heart: "God, what is the situation, the phone is finally connected, why is it suddenly turned off again?!" ”

Just now he took a picture of the outer door of the earth-shattering sound, and as a result, he took pictures of his neighbors, almost called the police, but there was no movement at all in his own house, he looked at his red and swollen hands, and had to choose to call, but for more than ten minutes, the mobile phone has been busy, however, he did not give up, after perseverance and hard work, just now finally dialed.

However, it didn't work, not only did no one answer, but when I called again, it turned off directly!

This situation obviously exceeded the upper limit of his cognition, and he knew that he could only recharge his energy first and wait for the boss to save him.

Ulysses Colclogh curled up helplessly in the doorway, and after a while his eyelids began to fight, and the last thought before falling asleep was: "Boss, where are you?" Come and save me from the fire! ”

……

Roy didn't hear a knock on the door in the room.

After the nervous abuse just now, he had recovered some strength, and he staggered to his feet and went to the bathroom outside the bedroom.

Roy looked around again, the house is not large, but it is fully equipped, a mini living room, a bathroom with a shower, a washing machine, a water heater, and a small TV.

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

After Roy released it on the flush toilet, he was flushed clean by the whistling running water.

Yes, it's really good, fortunately I haven't traveled to ancient times when there were no flush toilets, otherwise I wouldn't have to take a bath, and I'm not used to even going to the toilet.

He posed in front of the mirror, in which the man was in good shape, estimated to be 1.9 meters tall, with small dark brown curly hair, dark jewel-like eyes, pale skin, and an angular face......

Overall, it's acceptable.

At least being a vice president of the Physiognomy Association of European and American countries is more than enough.

The most important thing is......

Roy stretched out his pants and measured the length, width and height below with his hands, which was a palm's length without external stimulation!

Oh my God.

This is God's decision to let me take a different path.

The corner of Roy's left mouth was raised high, revealing an evil smile - some will play in the future, and they will play Super big.

After admiring himself for half an hour, Roy was in a full mood and went to the shower, completely washing away all decadence and despair, and began to take the first great step - grooming.

After washing, he stood in front of the mirror again, and shook his head helplessly: Hey, if no one finds out about my genius, maybe I have to eat with my face.

Throw all the clothes in the washing machine, change into the latest and whitest shirt, put on a red plaid tie, kick on the shiny black leather shoes, hair parted in a fifth, eyebrows slightly raised, deep eyes, radiant - a proper American male god Youki?!

Roy raised his eyebrows helplessly and spread his hands: Obviously, I can eat with my face, why should I rely on my talent.

He walked around the small living room like a catwalk a few times, and his physical strength was exhausted, and his stomach was already hungry. Although the wallet is flat, it is necessary to make ends meet.

The road ahead is long, and after eating, start looking for a job.

Before going out, Roy took a deep breath, his face became serious and serious, and his eyes were no longer frivolous, dark, narcissistic, or obscene, only as deep as the starry sky - this is what my cold male god really looks like.

"Click."

The door slowly opened.

Roy, who was walking confidently, suddenly saw the "corpse" in front of the door, and hurriedly retreated in fright, his face turning blue.

"Damn Fake, what's this called. The passing year is not good, should I call the police? Roy was shocked.

"Whew...... Lu...... Call...... Purple......"

As Roy frowned and thought about what to do, he seemed to hear a faint snoring from a corpse lying in the doorway.

This...... Nima was asleep, not dead, scared to death.

I can fall asleep here, how big my heart should be.

Fake, did you disturb the Holy Driver?

Roy squatted down and saw that the other party was fit, neatly dressed, and his face was quite familiar, where had he seen it?

"It can't beβ€”another creditor, right?"

Feeling like your body is being hollowed out.

Roy hesitated to wake up the other party, but the man suddenly "tricked the corpse", turned his body to the right, and stretched his whole arm into the door.

He didn't seem to feel right, scratching in a daze, his eyes half-open and squinting around.

Suddenly, he sat up in shock and roared loudly: "BOSS! You're finally here. ”

This voice made the head of Roy Zhen, who was caught off guard, star, and the whole person fell backwards, his body lost his balance, and he sat heavily on the ground.

Damn Fake, my new pants.

Roy looked at the other party's excited face, twinkling star-like eyes, enthusiastic attitude, coupled with the posture of clasping his hands and pressing step by step, this is to ......

"Don't ...... Stay back. ”

Ulysses picked up the convenience bag in his hand, walked into the house excitedly, reached out to help Roy, and said with a smile: "BOSS, I'll bring something delicious." ”

"Ulysses?" Roy's memory flashed back to him, and he suddenly remembered the other party's name.

"Huh?"

Roy then completely remembered this person, this person is his "fanatical follower" at best, but judging by the facts, he is a "brainless little brother".

If he wasn't brain-dead, how could he follow him to the street and drop out of school and start a business?

If he wasn't brain-dead, how could he leave a middle-class family and come to San Francisco, where he didn't know his life, from Oregon alone?

If he wasn't brain-dead, how could he still believe that he could conquer the world?

Roy also recalled that when he started his own business, Ulysses invested nearly 100,000 US dollars, and Roy never asked the source of this money, because he was confident that he was the next Bill Gates, so he never imagined that he would be troubled by repaying the money in the future.

Hey, this is an avid fan of Tianzi No. 1. Roy felt a little sorry for this guy.

Roy slapped the dust of his pants covertly, watched Ulysses take the burger, fries, fried chicken, and Coke out of the bag one by one, and no longer pretentious, sat on the sofa with the other party, picked up a big burger and nibbled on it.

"Ulysses, have you eaten it?"

"Hey, BOSS, I haven't it yet, bring it back and eat it with you."

"Why do you sleep outside?" Roy was a little moved in his heart.

"I forgot to bring the key when I went out, I kept knocking on the door, but no one opened it, and the phone call to you was either busy or turned off. Then, having nothing to do with himself, he fell asleep. ”

Call me busy? Roy thought about it, it should have been an hour ago, did this guy sleep at the door for more than an hour? Thinking of this, Roy glanced at the other party even more, feeling sorry for his friend.

"The fried chicken tastes good, do you want a pepper bun or ketchup bun? …… No? …… Well, the burger is a little cold, and I guess we don't have a microwave either. ”

"I'm sorry boss, I'll pay attention next time."

Roy gave the other party a blank look, "What's the matter with you, you didn't mean it, apologize for the yarn." Although he said so, his heart was even warmer, such a loyal and courageous brother, how come I have never met it in my last life, hey, no matter what, I have to cherish it.

"Okay boss." Ulysses was full of food, wiped the corners of his mouth, and asked with a mysterious longing: "What are we doing today?" ”

Entrepreneurship?

Roy looked at Ulysses' serious, expectant, and fanatical appearance, full of confidence without the slightest hint of hypocrisy, and the fried chicken he had just chewed fell off, and the excitement that had just been brewing like the sea also vanished.

Damn Fake, start a business, your uncle!

We fled from Oregon to San Francisco like lost dogs, and now all the savings add up to less than a hundred dollars, and survival is a problem, and you are still talking to me about starting a business, why don't you go find a piece of tofu and die.

Thinking that he would follow such a brainless follower by his side in the future, Roy had no appetite.