Zhang Jianyang sneered, put down the drunk wine glass, and said with a sneer: "This is also good wine? At best, it's barely accessible. ”

The fat man Gao Mingquan was angry, and someone drank all the wine, and said that he could barely eat it, so reluctantly, you and him. still drinking? He walked out of the desk and pointed at Zhang Jianyang, as if he remembered Zhang Jianyang's identity, and suddenly became happy and laughed: "You are a new employee, you are dead, you him. Damn it. ”

Gao Mingquan returned to his boss's chair again, sat down, knocked on the table and said, "Do you know what my favorite thing to do?" It is to kill people reasonably with completely reasonable reasons. ”

Unexpectedly, the fat man found that the new employee in front of him did not have a panicked expression at all, but looked at him with a smile, like an audience in a theater, and he was the clown performing above.

Zhang Jianyang sat back on the sofa and said, "What kind of reasonable reason? ”

The fat man didn't know why, he felt that he was being targeted by something dangerous, and he felt a little chilly, but the ordinary person in front of him exuded an aura that made people feel extremely dangerous at this time, and he swallowed his saliva: "That's it...... It's to send you out some of the most dangerous side missions. ”

"Yes, this reason for killing people is indeed reasonable. Well, as long as you encounter one or two mutant beast attacks or something, or encounter robbers, the entire caravan will be finished immediately, and the people accompanying the team will definitely be more than lucky. Zhang Jianyang didn't seem to think that there was anything dangerous, but walked up to the fat man with interest, and pressed his hands on the desk, "Will the funds for these tasks be higher?" ”

Anyone who has been stared at by Zhang Jianyang's eyes knows that Zhang Jianyang's eyes are too terrible, you can't see a trace of emotion in them, and they are so indifferent that people are about to suffocate.

The fat man was suffering from this kind of torment, he completely forgot the identity of his boss, and said coldly: "When ...... Of course. ”

Zhang Jianyang snapped his fingers and said, "Very good, minister, the most dangerous task in the future will be assigned to me." ”

It wasn't until Zhang Jianyang left the office that the fat man felt the breath of death around him dissipate, and he remembered now that this Zhang Jianyang was not the traveler he met when he came back from the dry lake? And who's going to tell themselves, what just happened? Why does a new employee have the courage to take himself seriously at all?

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Originally, the fat man should have introduced Zhang Jianyang to everyone in the security department, but this step was omitted by the fat man, and he still has palpitations about Zhang Jianyang now, Zhang Jianyang's momentum is too strong, and the fat man dares to guarantee that even the mayor does not have this kind of momentum. Moreover, Zhang Jianyang's momentum not only has the breath of a superior person, but also the breath of a peerless powerhouse.

Gao Mingquan didn't understand what was going on, but it was certain that Zhang Jianyang was really not simple.

What the fat man thinks is exactly what Zhang Jianyang wants to give him, from the very beginning, Zhang Jianyang wants to add mental pressure to the fat man, so that he will feel fear when he faces himself.

There is no way, Zhang Jianyang is a person who does not want to be restrained, in order to be able to go to work as he wants, the necessary means are needed.

Zhang Jianyang seemed to be a familiar acquaintance, went around the guard department, and sent a circle of cigarettes, and he was basically familiar. The elite team captain level, this identity, no matter what, is the object of many people's stammering. Whether it is the elite group or the ordinary group, it is several captains in the elite group who may feel threatened, after all, one more captain means that there will be one more competitor when it comes out on a mission.

Zhang Jianyang didn't look at these characters, and asked Chen Zhuangping, a person in the ordinary group, but was told that he went to dry lake with the team.

After the report was completed, Zhang Jianyang didn't stay here for long, how to say that now that he has money in his hands, it is time to consider his parents and them.

Entering Shacheng, Zhang Jianyang went straight to the north area of Shacheng, which is also known as the most suitable place for people to live in Shacheng, Shacheng political axe spent a huge amount of money to build the north area into a rainforest-like area, as long as you enter the north district, you will feel that there is such a green paradise here, there are green trees everywhere, and villas are scattered among them.

This is undoubtedly an extremely huge project for the sand city in the desert area.

The North District is the richest area in the entire Shacheng, and more than eighty percent of the rich people in Shacheng live here.

It's just that in Zhang Jianyang's eyes, the North District is no different from the beggar area, in the fantasy world, Zhang Jianyang's residence, but in the heart of the world, the cost of the turf of the pavilion in the air alone is comparable to the cost of the entire North District. It's just that everything in the illusion has been emptied, Zhang Jianyang is still Zhang Jianyang, but his identity is different, and he is now just an inferior resident.

In the early days, you needed at least a moderate resident to have the right to buy a house here, but this purchase restriction was abolished in just a week.

The reason is simple, the people who can afford to buy a house here will be the inferior residents? And the lower class residents, can they afford to buy a house here? And even if he is a low-class resident, as long as he can afford to buy a house, he will be directly promoted to a medium-class resident, and when the time comes, the Resident Status Bureau will come to them to handle the promotion procedures.

Yes, even the smallest villa in the North District is calculated in the tens of millions, which is for the low-class residents who take hundreds or thousands of yuan, they will not eat or drink for the rest of their lives, and they may not be able to afford a toilet in the villa.

chose to go to the North District to see the house, Zhang Jianyang fancy that once he owns a house here, he can promote the identity of the whole family to a level. Although Zhang Jianyang is a two-star warrior, once he is identified, he will also have the status of a medium resident, but Zhang Jianyang's parents will have a hard time enjoying this.

Society is realistic, and it is also necessary to measure a person's identity by money.

Five years ago, Zhang Jianyang had never been to the North District, at most he was just looking at it from afar. After all, Zhang Jianyang back then was just a young man who had never seen the world, and his identity could not appear in the North District.

The security forces in the North District are not ordinary security guards, but a team composed of star fighters who take turns patrolling alternately to ensure the safety of this place and give all the rich people inside a most stable and comfortable resting environment. Naturally, the cost of this property is ridiculously high, far from what ordinary people can imagine. But for the rich, this property management fee is nothing, as long as it is safe, the cost of hundreds of thousands of dollars is not a problem.

When Zhang Jianyang's pickup truck appeared in the North District, everything here really satisfied Zhang Jianyang, and from the perspective of Shacheng, there is no place more suitable for people to live in.

In the wealthy area, there are not no people who drive pickup trucks, but the price of the pickup trucks they drive is not lower than that of luxury cars.

On the other hand, Zhang Jianyang's pickup, not to mention the domestic one, is still dilapidated, especially the shape full of bullet holes, which makes people feel extremely dangerous.

When entering the entrance of the North District, the cars in line or side by side were all looking at this pickup truck in horror, God knows if this person was a thug, and then he suddenly turned into a car bomb, and the people around him didn't want to follow him to the funeral?

This association is indeed somewhat rich, and the probability is pitifully low, but it cannot be said that it is impossible.

With this idea, the pickup truck driven by Zhang Jianyang suddenly vacated a large area in the entrance, front and back, left and right, which was extremely conspicuous.

When Zhang Jianyang picked up the truck, he was naturally stopped by the star warrior who was in charge of security here, first saluted, and said indifferently and mechanically: "Sir, please show your access card, if you are visiting relatives, please register and show your ID card and the address of your relative, as well as the communication number, to confirm your visit with us." ”

Zhang Jianyang smoked unhurriedly, he took out his new mobile phone and pulled out a number: "Manager Wang, I'm Zhang Jianyang, I was stopped at the entrance and exit of the North District, can you come over for a while?" ”