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"What's the matter?" Ye Sumang turned around, looked at the embarrassed middle-aged man and said with a smile: "If it's thanks, don't worry, I'll do it too." ”

"But you did save my life." The middle-aged man, who had already passed the stage of surprise, stood up and gracefully stretched out his hand, and introduced himself: "My name is McCann. Tim, you can call me Tim. ”

"Tim, hello." Ye Sumang shook his hand with a smile, then pointed to the beer in his hand and said, "Do you want to have a drink?" ”

"It couldn't be better." Ye Sumang was just polite, but he didn't expect this American to be so unkind, and he smiled in amazement, Ye Sumang shook his head, and took Tim to find a secluded garden again.

Originally, Tim was really reluctant to go to such a place, but when he thought of Ye Sumang, who was 'powerful' beside him, his originally uneasy heart calmed down again, with such a fierce figure by his side, he was not afraid of ten more robbers.

"Dude, you're unlucky." Maybe it's because they've fought side by side, or maybe Tim's performance just now left a good impression on Ye Sumang, and the two of them talked happily along the way.

"Who's to say it's not." Tim pointed to his new suit and said, "I've only been promoted on the first day, and I've got a damn situation, and I should have made a bet with God, it must have been arranged by that fat dead man at Vic, who was jealous that I had taken his position......"

Tim complained constantly, and Ye Su Mang was on the sidelines, at this moment. All he wanted was a few sips of beer and the night breeze.

"Oh, sorry for the amount of nonsense." The person still knew that he was talking nonsense, so he saw Tim scratch the back of his head embarrassedly, and then looked at Ye Sumang and said sincerely: "Do you need my help with anything." If nothing else, it's okay to find a decent job. ”

"Get me a job?" Ye Sumang almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of beer, how many years have you not heard such a thing? This guy is actually trying to find himself a job.

Looking at Ye Sumang's eyes widening, and then looking at his clothes, maybe the sky was a little dark, Tim only felt that Ye Sumang's outfit was dirty, and he looked like a bum, as for Weishenme wearing a suit, it might just be for decency.

If this idea is known to Ye Sumang. Ye Sumang will definitely squirt this guy's beer.

"The Italian hand-made suit, using the top fabric of Scabal, including the manual fee, costs about 126,000 US dollars, although this is not Ye Su Mang's most haode suit, but it is not to the point of being a vagabond.

However, Ye Sumang's surprised appearance confirmed Tim's inner thoughts even more, and even regarded this surprise as a kind of surprise.

"Don't think I'm bragging, tell you that I've become the head of an important department today. As for what department, forget it. I told you that you probably don't know, look at your outstretched hand, being a security manager is not a problem, na, this is my business card, put it away. Call me as soon as you're done. "Tim is really warm-hearted, probably because Ye Sumang is his 'life-saving benefactor', in short, he is particularly concerned about the work of Ye Sumang, a 'homeless man'.

"Well, xiexie you care, let's cheers." Ye Sumang put away his business card with a smile. Didn't explain anything, just lifted the beer can and touched Tim.

The two of you go back and forth, and before you know it, you will drink a dozen beers, and Ye Sumang, who has drunk a lot, seems to feel good about himself, but this guy named Tim is really drunk.

"It's useless, a few bottles of beer will be poured." Ye Sumang shook his head helplessly, and put his coat on this guy's body, after all, although it was June, if he slept outside for a night, he would be able to keep it bright.

After doing all this kindly, Ye Sumang called his assistant with some shaky steps, and soon a car pulled him to a five-star hotel.........

"Oh shit, it hurts." At four o'clock in the morning the next day, Tim was woken up by the cool air of the early morning, and the sequelae caused by the hangover obviously would not be easily eliminated, covering his head Tim looked around, it was still the park, or this bench, and there was still no one around.

"That guy just threw me here, what a ruthless guy." Tim was only now afraid that if the robbers were to find revenge at night, it was obviously not far from the park.

But Tim's worries are unnecessary, yesterday Ye Su Mang showed his might, which really frightened the guys, not to mention revenge, those people are now in the hospital with nightmares and trembling.

Shaking his head, the headache seemed to be relieved slightly, Tim stood up and found that he was still wearing a suit, seeing this suit Tim's face became warmer, at least the guy still knows to take care of himself, but the matter of leaving himself here can't be so easily forgotten.

But with the suit, Tim's face gradually changed.

Because no matter how you look at this suit, Tim doesn't think it should be owned by a homeless person.

"This fabric, this handmade, this is ...... Oh God, this is the most outstanding work, let me see, let me see which one it is, my God, this is Armani? How is it possible, is it custom-made? A homeless man wears such expensive clothes, oh NO!! Tim covered his face with shame, now he had obviously come back to his senses, and Ye Sumang's stunned expression at that time was finally correctly understood.

I actually told a guy who seemed to be very rich that he wanted to find a job for the other party, and there was something more shameful about being closed, not to mention that person was still his life-saver.

With his suit in hand, Tim wanted to hurry back to his den to reflect on his actions last night, but just then he suddenly noticed that there was still a stack of A4 papers on the empty beer crate.

Curiously picked it up and looked at it, Tim recognized it almost immediately with his professional experience, it was a script.

"Could it be that he's a screenwriter?" With this in mind, Tim turned to the script.

The storyboard painting is very good, this sketch skill can go to the Paris Academy of Fine Arts, the story is the end of the world, and there are zombies? That's not good, you know, several parts of "Resident Evil" have already written this theme badly, wait, eh? No, it doesn't seem to be the same, from this point of view, wow, this story seems interesting......

For half an hour, Tim just stood there and watched for half an hour, and when he pulled away from the script again, his body couldn't help but shake, because his feet were numb from standing for too long.

But his face was indeed ecstatic, he was sure that he had really picked up the baby, although it was only an outline, but the content in it really attracted him, Tim felt that the opportunity to perform after his promotion had finally come! (To be continued......)