Some people are sad, others are radiant.

Junzi is one of the representatives, with a suit and leather shoes, a meticulous tie, and no finger-long hair, which is also smeared with hair wax, and combed back with a big back that does not look like a four.

He stood at the front desk of the hotel conference room he was borrowing, clenched his fist to his mouth and coughed, and as far as his eye could see, there was a crowd of people below.

There are nearly 100 people, all of whom are retired special forces.

Among them, there are those who are in the same class as the military son, and there are also those who know him.

The young master asked him to find someone he trusted, but anyone who was familiar with him in the army was damn trusted!

Accidentally, it was a bit too much to shout.

Brother Jun, you are really fucking developed now, I grass, so many brothers, all of them have been called over by you, and there is a single room for one fucking person, and now the entire hotel and the entire floor are about to be called by our old comrades-in-arms who have retired from the army.

Yes, Brother Jun, I really envy you, among those old comrades-in-arms who have retired from the army now, you are the best.

However, there are some things that Brother Jun still have to explain clearly, we are here to give you face, but there are some things that we will not do, and we can't do things that violate principles.

Yes, Brother Jun, it's good for me to follow that company now, 8 to 6, there are four days off a month, and the salary is quite high, and it is almost tens of thousands, and I want to achieve financial freedom.

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Among the neat veteran special forces sitting below, there are three or three of them who are talking and envying the soldiers, but most of them still have a wait-and-see attitude, and even most of them already have their own jobs.

Qin Lang sat in the back, except for being handsome, there was nothing special, they were all men, and no one would stare at him.

Glancing at it lightly, he laughed in his heart, the emotional army called all the old comrades-in-arms he knew?

And, even those who have jobs are not spared, is this going to dig the foot of the wall?

He was curious to see what the army was doing next.

Ahem, be quiet for a while. Junzi raised his hand and signaled for the scene to calm down.

They are all retired special forces, and they are extremely literate in terms of discipline, and the scene is instantly quiet.

The microphone in the conference room was broken, and Junzi could only pull his throat and amplify his voice a little more so that everyone could hear what he was saying.

He pointed to a comrade-in-arms who had just spoken, and said, Lao Huang, what do you think is wealth freedom when you just talked about wealth freedom?

What do some of our comrades-in-arms say? Isn't wealth and freedom just a lot of money? We can do whatever we want!

I'm telling you here, wrong!

What is financial freedom? You have so much money that you don't want to do what you don't want to do! You have the right to say no! Do you have the fucking right to say no?

You go to be a bodyguard, and the boss makes you drink this glass of wine, do you have the right to say no?

You have the right to say no, what should you do? Pointing at the boss's nose and scolding, fuck you, Lao Tzu won't drink, Lao Tzu won't do it, what can you do?

Lao Huang lowered his head, who dares to say this? Isn't it clear that he wants to find squid to fry the boss?

Lao Huang was a little unconvinced, and asked directly, what about you, Brother Jun, do you dare to talk to the boss like this?

Junzi snorted coldly, do I dare? Of course I don't dare! I'm even more tired than all of you here!

With a word from the young master, I have to do things in a hurry, and I am tired and tired every day!

Do you think I'm willing to stand here and talk to you about these big things? There isn't even a microphone in such a big conference room, and I'm talking here with my voice in my voice, and my throat is about to smoke, do you think I'm willing? I don't want to talk about it?

No way, the young master will give money!

He gave too much!!

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Not to mention those retired special forces who were stunned by the military when they stared at them, Rao is Qin Lang sat in the back row, and when he heard this, he was shocked.

Boy!

Junzi has an epiphany?!

Enlightenment!

Lao Huang raised his hand tremblingly, Brother Jun, how is your income now?

Nearly 100 people, all of them pricked up their ears and concentrated.

Junzi shook his head and sighed, not very good, my monthly salary is less than 30,000 yuan, plus quarterly dividends, year-end bonuses, and these are only one or two million.

Don't just listen to the salary, it's not as simple as you think.

On weekdays, everyone is doing this business, and they all need to relax, press a motorcycle or something, it has to be hundreds or thousands of times bigger, do you know how it feels for us to work for the young master?

It's too difficult! If you go once, you will lose at least a billion yuan!

Young master, he wrapped the entire fifth layer of the slender finger lotus next door for a month, those of us who helped him work, tired and tired every day, once there was a little rest time, he let us go to the fifth floor to add a clock to consume, this body is bone, one day is not as good as a day!

Also, the last time the young master went out to spend, there were two million left, and he threw it to me casually, and asked me to divide it among more than 40 brothers, do you know how difficult I am? The average score is definitely not good, there are those who work hard and those who are lazy, no matter how the money is divided, I, the leader, will offend people!

Hey, the world is difficult, you have to get by, I called you over this time, I also want to expand the young master's bodyguard team, that's all I have to say, I feel very aggrieved when I talk about it.

If you want to do it, then squeak, if you don't want to do it, I won't embarrass you, we will still be old comrades-in-arms in the future.

As soon as the voice fell, the phone rang in the conference room, and everyone followed the voice, but it was Lao Huang's phone ringing.

He raised his hand in embarrassment, took out the phone, and after listening to it for a while, he suddenly roared out in front of the army, working overtime?

Don't you know that Lao Tzu is on vacation?

You're going to let me go back to work overtime on vacation?

Lao Tzu is gone, whoever likes to work overtime will go overtime, stupid thing, what do you love!

Smack!

Lao Huang angrily cut off the phone, and after scolding and scolding, he looked at Junzi, coughed, and then made a strange sound at him in a very sharp voice, squeak

it!

When a group of old comrades-in-arms heard it, they all rushed to be the first.

Chirping!

Creak!

Squeak squeak

The entire conference room was filled with squeaks, and what I knew was a group of people meeting inside, and those who didn't know thought it was a rat plague!

These old comrades-in-arms, they don't want to squeak either!

But Brother Jun can give too much!

They also want to get a salary of 30,000 yuan a day, and they also want to spend more than 100 million yuan at a time, and their bodies are not as good as before!