"At that time, there were a lot of snobbish people, and we also suffered a lot of white eyes, and we couldn't even afford to eat a meal at the worst time, how many people persuaded us to give up, I didn't expect that the most insistent was Lao Yang, he was never recognized, but let us go to the end."

He said this with tears in his eyes, and in a short time he drank a whole bottle of beer.

"Later, he couldn't hold on anymore, so he took out all his savings, and even sold his property, but fortunately, he saw the turnaround and got everything he has now, Lao Yang is actually not so bad, and he doesn't have so many eyes."

He said these words to Zhang Jianjun.

Because Zhang Jianjun is a genius, if he can continue to stay in the TV station, the future will definitely be better, which is also Lao Yang's selfishness.

"Thank you for telling me this."

After Zhang Jianjun listened, he had mixed feelings in his heart, and his eyes were different when he looked at Lao Yang.

Lao Yang snored and suddenly woke up, picked up the wine on the table and shouted for the others to come and drink together.

"Hurry up and drink, it's time to rest tomorrow, everyone go back and get a good night's sleep!"

Lao Yang still looked happy, which made Zhang Jianjun cry and laugh.

It was already two o'clock in the middle of the night after the meal, they became the last customers to leave, and the store closed for proofing.

The staff treated each other a few words and went home to rest, Lao Yang was still drunk, and suddenly walked up to Zhang Jianjun and said a few words very seriously.

"Jianjun, there are many difficulties waiting for you in the future, don't give up, this show is going to be done, you will get more than that."

Zhang Jianjun was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand the meaning of these words.

"Aren't you drunk?"

"Cut, how can I get drunk so easily, I've practiced this amount of wine very well for so many years in order to cooperate, I heard everything you said."

Lao Yang said triumphantly, turned his head and took a taxi home.

And Zhang Jianjun walked on this silent path, he walked very slowly, and occasionally a breeze blew through it was quite comfortable, and he instantly sobered up a lot.

There is still no one in the rental house, Zheng Xiaomei is still dealing with the affairs of the school at home, so she can only wait until Monday to come back, and the factory has nothing to worry about in the past two days.

This also means that tomorrow Zhang Jianjun will have a whole day to rest.

He slept until noon before he got up in a daze, thinking that he could lie at home as a fat house all day in the afternoon, but who knew that he received a call from Sun Wei.

"You're just awake?"

As soon as Sun Wei got through, he heard Zhang Jianjun's sleepy voice.

"I've woken up, but I drank too much wine last night, waiting for me to wash my face."

Zhang Jianjun stood in front of the sink and looked at himself in the mirror, he suddenly felt very unfamiliar, and picked up the phone soon after.

"Why do you have time to call me today, haven't you and Wen Yirong been busy with the project recently, as far as I know, you don't have any free time at all."

Zhang Jianjun sat leisurely on the sofa, still nibbling on half a slice of bread in his mouth, and the cup was freshly poured warm milk.

"Yes, I was supposed to be able to take a break today, I was still thinking of looking for you to go out for a drink with Lin Yan, and suddenly told me that there was a banquet in the evening, and you said that if it was a normal banquet, I wouldn't say anything, do you know who the organizer is?"

Sun Wei's voice was full of complaints.

"Who is it?"

"Liu Yirong, a big man in the antique world."