Seeing that the next Yan Zhen Open Challenge was about to start again, Wright became more and more upset.

At noon that day, Sam asked Wright into the office for a meeting.

"What's wrong with what I asked you to do?" Sam said nonchalantly.

"Uh......" Wright replied absent-mindedly, wondering whether or not to sign that horrible contract.

"I'm asking you!" Sam was furious and threw the cigar in his hand on him.

"Not yet." The fireworks on the cigar accidentally burned Wright's fingers, but even with this appearance, his face still did not change, and his mind had already drifted to Wutian Pawnshop, so he just said lightly.

In fact, Wright already had a good candidate in mind, and it was the same card-themed type next door called - the winning general of the old man's bar - Frankie.

Usually amiable on the surface, when he plays cards, his whole person has changed, like a madman who doesn't want to die, and even Auge is afraid of him for three points.

However, his technique and combat skills are recognized by the "old man" next door, and they all applauded when they saw it.

If this guy goes to fight with Yan Zhen, his popularity will definitely rise, and the boss Edward on the opposite side is also a bull-tempered person and Sam has always been a sworn enemy, and the confrontation between the two will inevitably attract people from the bar next door to help, and the position may not be enough to sit at that time.

If this wins the other side, other people's business will definitely take advantage of the situation to grab more than half.

"Wright, I'm optimistic about you, how can I ever treat you badly when I work here, this matter is done, I can give you a boost." Seeing Wright's trance-like look, Sam sighed.

"What do I want your bonus for? With your character, you can only give me a thousand if you die, I admit that I am so ambitious, so what, I have channels now, which means that I have capital and brains, and it is not that I can't make money, but I just want to earn it or don't want to earn it. Wright thought to himself.

If it was the former Wright who knew what he was thinking now, he would definitely scold himself for being stupid, since he had no savings for a few years, his weathered heart had suffered a blow, and that kind of psychological damage was unbearable for a young man for a while.

Before the age of 18, what is it that people who have not experienced social beating for 3 years? In the blink of an eye.

After people reach the age of 40, what do they think is 3 years after they have matured? Maybe it's just a sight.

Now that the network society is becoming more and more developed, more and more young people have seen the role models of success at those ages. That's for a lifetime!

Wright's heart was twisted unconsciously.

What do you say, how many people in society can succeed, it is better to fight while you are young.

"Boss, I want to take a day off, I may not have much energy today."

"You go back first, as for the game, you have to do it for me tomorrow." Seeing that Wright looked listless and couldn't work, Sam waved his hand and motioned for him to hurry up.

"Oh."

......

Wright returned to his apartment, which was very basic, with only a bed and a bathroom, and was a normal single dormitory type.

He came from thousands of miles to work here, but he finally collapsed at this moment, and tears flowed out.

"Why!" Incompetent and furious, Wright could only keep hitting his own concrete wall with his fist, and if it weren't for the next door neighbor's working hours, he would have been complained about a long time ago.

After a bang.

The skin on his hands was worn out, and blood was pouring out.

Am I wrong?

......

Wright kept questioning himself, and memories of the past came flooding back to him.

When he was eight years old, Wright watched his parents leave in a blue eight-taxi with suitcases and tears, and asked his grandfather incomprehensibly: "Grandpa, where are mom and dad going?" ”

"Go out and work."

"Part-time job, why part-time job?" Little Wright looked at his grandfather with innocent eyes.

"I want to make money."

"Making money? What is it? Mom and Dad don't want me anymore. ”

"No, they work for you, why don't they want you? Little Wright, I went out to work to earn money to buy you clothes for you to go to school. Grandpa smiled kindly and touched little Wright's head.

"Oh, I don't understand."

"You'll understand when you grow up."

"And when will they come back?"

"Maybe tomorrow, maybe a long time......," Grandpa said meaningfully.

......

At the age of eighteen.

"Grandpa, I also want to go out to work like my parents, I heard the teacher say that the outside world is much better than our small village, there are high-rise buildings everywhere, I want to make a career outside, come back and honor you."

"Good, good." A hint of loneliness flashed in Grandpa's eyes, but he also understood that Xiao Wright would have no future after all if he continued to stay in this kind of small village, and he would get used to living alone, so it was better not to burden the young people.

"You must think about grandpa."

......

At the age of nineteen.

Because he had no education, he had to run around and came to Sam's bar by chance.

There is a lot of work every day, and the pressure of life due to the meager salary makes him breathless, but when he thinks of his grandfather at home, Wright will still save money and save half of his income to send to his grandfather.

"It's all Wright's fault, you haven't made any money yet, grandpa, are you doing well? I'll go back and see you later. Because he didn't understand the Internet, his grandfather could only ask someone to send a letter asking for warmth, Wright said with tears in his eyes as he looked at the content of the letter.

......

The last picture is fixed on Sam's ugly face, viciously pointing at him, and taking away his card, which is a rare skill card that he originally thought might appreciate - the doppelganger technique, which was originally for him to relieve the siege, who would have wanted to blackmail himself, if it wasn't for his low voice, he wouldn't be willing to give money.

The source of all this is money, and if you have money, you don't have to suffer this kind of torture at all.

I've tried to follow the rules, but God didn't give me a chance.

I've tried to be unruly, but God hasn't given me a chance.

"I'm not wrong!" After a long silence, Wright shouted in an almost hoarse voice.

"It's just one failure, I haven't lost yet!"

Wright's voice resounded throughout the building, and the children in the opposite house were frightened into tears.

As a cloud of smoke spit out of his mouth, an inexplicable flame ignited in Wright's heart, and all his sanity was burned out at this moment.

Secretly determined, he walked out of the room with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes and a sense of anger.

To be continued......