readx;?500 years later, Yunhai City

"Child, five hundred years will pass soon, and when the time comes, my father will definitely let you return to the fairy world!"

"Hey, Zhang Ling, wake up, wake up! The beasts are coming, hey! A hurried call woke Zhang Ling out of his sleep, he didn't hear what Yuan Zhen was saying that shook him, he was just thinking back to what he had dreamed before, the words, the blurred face in the robe, and his falling body. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He'd been dreaming about it for twenty years, and recently he had noticed that it was becoming clearer and more real, as if he had experienced it before.

Zhang Ling, who had just been woken up from his sleep, looked at Qin Yue, who was angry, and smiled brightly, and listened to Qin Yue's ugly count without saying a word, he understood him as a boss, the more you justified him, the more angry he became, so you just let him scold, and when he was tired of scolding, he would naturally get out.

Sure enough, everything was as Zhang Ling expected, Qin Yue also felt bored after not getting any response, he glared at Zhang Ling stupidly and muttered: "It's really bad luck to have such a thing like you!" ”

Qin Yue left angrily, he just left, standing aside Yuan Zhen wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said: "Mom, I'm scared to death, you said that this beast is so punctual, if you don't come early or late, it's when you go to sleep, are you not in agreement with him."

Opposite him, a classmate and a sworn friend, Zhang Ling smiled disappreciatively, after two years of workplace tempering, he has learned how to hide his emotions, and will no longer be like the fledgling stunned young man who fights blindly and makes his head bleed.

"I went out to run a business, and I called me if I had something!" Zhang Ling patted Yuan Zhen on the shoulder, put on his backpack and walked out of the office.

Zhang Ling, an ordinary salesman in a sales department of the multinational company J.N.S in North China, said that he could enter J.N.S. in his heart, which was unexpected for Zhang Ling, because he was too ordinary for this kind of multinational group, and it was difficult to find ordinary people thrown in the crowd.

For Zhang Ling, who has great ambitions, he is really overjoyed to be able to enter J.N.S., because in his cognition, this is already the shoulders of giants, and it is only one step away from his dream of being a working emperor!

However, the cruel workplace gave Zhang Ling a resounding slap in the face, making him fully realize how far a step is!

After two years of hard work, not only has worn off his edges and corners, but also worn out his ambition, and now he has changed from a hot-blooded young man with top ambition to a complete workplace gangster, and his goal has changed from a promotion and salary increase, becoming a general manager, becoming a CEO, and marrying Bai Fumei to a peasant woman, a mountain spring, and a little land.

But the workplace is a very cruel place, there are only two kinds of people here, the protagonist and the dragon, since Zhang Ling chooses to be the dragon, he can only live a life of receiving a boxed lunch.

As long as there is any dead order or clear water list in the department that cannot be discussed, it will all fall on Zhang Ling's head, because of this, Zhang Ling has always been the tail of the crane in the sales department of more than 30 people, and he also has a nickname: Dead Shan Ling!

Just like the list of Chenguang Group in his hand now, Li Chenguang, the boss of Chenguang, gave the nickname Li Sanguang, that is, the profits are gone, the cheap is stained, and the market is robbed, and now he is holding the government's tens of millions of medical equipment procurement contracts, so he will naturally not let go of this excellent opportunity to make money, and the unlucky Zhang Ling can only take this hot potato.

In order to be able to sign this list with a generous commission, Zhang Ling rarely had no gags, he tried all the methods he could to please Li Chenguang, so he almost knelt down and called him father, but that old ghost was simply Wang Ba's heart to eat scales, and he didn't sign the list.

For Li Chenguang, the procurement contract in his hand is the silver of the white flowers, and now he is the master wherever he goes with this contract, as long as he wants to, the contract in his hand will bring him millions of profits.

However, his Sanguang personality will never be satisfied with this, he not only wants money, but also everyone knows that if he wants to enter the realm of the sea of clouds, he will have to pay taxes to him!

Standing in front of the magnificent building of the Chenguang Group, Zhang Ling found that he really didn't have the confidence and courage to walk here, because he had exhausted his confidence and courage here before, and he really didn't want to face the ridicule and contempt of those people in Chenguang.

Zhang Ling loosened his tie, I don't know why today's leader is extraordinarily tight, a little tight makes him breathless, although it has entered the golden autumn at this time, but the autumn sun is still spicy.

Just when Zhang Ling was struggling, his phone suddenly rang, he took out the phone and took a look, what a strange number, neither a local phone nor an 11-digit mobile phone number, but a bunch of numbers mixed with strange symbols!

"Shit, another goddamn spam call!" Zhang Ling cursed and refused to answer, he felt that talking to those people was an extremely life-wasting act.

Before he could finish speaking, the phone rang again, he took out the phone and looked at it and found that it was still the strange number just now, and he still chose to refuse to answer.

But the other party seems to be a very persistent person, after Zhang Ling pressed the phone, dialed again, this time Zhang Ling was angry, he picked up the phone and yelled impatiently: "Who are you, Lao Tzu is not short of money, and he does not issue invoices, give me ...... roll"

"Child, I'm your father......!" A mellow male voice came out of the microphone, and Zhang Ling was stunned for a moment, his father? No, his father has already died of illness!!

Zhang Ling was furious, he roared into the microphone: "You are my father? I'm still your dad! I'm your long-lost wild daddy! ”

Hung up the phone Zhang Lingqi's hands trembled, he was unlucky enough, he didn't expect to encounter a neurotic today, and it was unreasonable to make fun of him.

Just when he was still angry, the phone in his hand rang again, the voice sounded even more rapid than before, Zhang Ling looked at the strange number displayed on the screen and took a deep breath, he was about to scold!

But when he picked up the phone, he was surprised to find that the other party did not mean to quarrel, but said in a loving and longing tone: "Changtian, my son, five hundred years have finally passed, and it is time for you to return to heaven!" ”

This voice, this familiar sentence immediately evoked the dream that had haunted him for twenty years, and some vague fragments seemed to emerge in his mind, the feeling was so familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it!