The cat by the river was gone, and Ling Shijian emo for three days in a row, until Friday, because the tenth was Saturday, and the company paid her salary in advance, she was a little happier.

Of course, for Zhang Ziyu, the cat by the river is gone, but it is a good thing. Because they don't have to go to the river to feed the cats.

…… Ling Shijian is to feed cats, he is to feed mosquitoes.

After their dinner walk, they finally returned to White Horse Square.

And today, Mr. Ling received the first salary in his life, and he was very happy, and with a wave of his hand, he took Zhang Ziyu to eat a spicy crayfish.

Here in Jiangzhou, especially in the industrial zone here, other catering and entertainment are not very good, only this kind of crayfish-like food stall is very hot. Very popular.

Outside the community, on both sides of the pedestrian street, every three or four shops, there will be a shop selling crayfish.

The workers in the industrial area like to meet a few friends on a summer night afternoon, go to the food stalls, order a few catties of crayfish, ask for a few cases of beer, sit on the side of the road, and set up a dragon gate array while drinking, and one swing is a night.

Before, when the college students who came in the same period were not finished, Zhang Ziyu often came out to eat crayfish. There are also those who eat other things and drink other wines. But in the past few years, those classmates have been admitted to graduate school, public entrance examination, and job hopping, and he is the only one who is still here to stick to it.

If Ling Shijian doesn't come, he may be able to hold on for another year and a half, and he plans to run.

So in the crayfish shop near here, Zhang Ziyu has eaten most of them.

Seeing that Ling was always happy, he chose a delicious one regardless of the price.

The two entered the store, refused the couple package, asked for a four-person portion, ordered a few bottles of beer, and ate slowly until nine o'clock in the evening, before getting slightly drunk and coming out of the crayfish shop.

The cool breeze blows in the middle of the night, and when you are slightly drunk, there is a cool and comfortable feeling on your face.

Zhang Ziyu squinted his eyes slightly, looked ahead, and asked with a smile: "I don't know what Mr. Ling's annual salary is?"

"How much did the company send you this month?"

"Hey...... Ling Shijian smirked, but said anyway, "I won't tell you." More than you anyway. ”

Zhang Ziyu turned his head to look at her, and saw that her face was flushed, and her beautiful Danfeng's eyes were a little hazy, and she looked very cute if she wanted to get drunk or not.

He reacted to one thing, "Do you know what my salary is? He hadn't told her.

Ling Shijian raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "I'm Mr. Ling, I went to the finance department to see it." ”

Maybe he was drunk, and an idea popped up in Zhang Ziyu's mind: "It's over, there is no way to hide the private money in the future." ”

"Mr. Ling......" he asked, "can you give me a raise?" ”

"Hmmm......"

Ling Shijian pondered for a moment, then replied, "No! ”

"Why?"

"They say that when a man is rich, he becomes bad." Lingshi Kendo.

"What kind of bullshit is this?" Zhang Ziyu was speechless.

Of course, he still knew that Ling Shijian only had the right to supervise, but not the right to manage, and the company had relatively perfect rules and regulations, so she couldn't give him a salary increase out of thin air. Just kidding.

The cool breeze was blowing, and the two gossiped and walked slowly home.

The crayfish shop they went to was a little above the White Horse Square, and now they walked back, and after a few minutes of walking, they came to the edge of the White Horse Square.

Zhang Ziyu casually glanced at White Horse Square and found that the square was empty at this time, and only a few scattered people were still wandering around the square.

Either a middle school student who has just come out of school, wandering around, and today is Friday; Either it's a middle-aged person who doesn't dare to go home and come here to relieve stress.

There was also a man sitting on a bench at the edge of the square, clutching his chest and bowing his head, looking in pain, as if he had been abandoned and hurt by a bad woman.

"Hey, I found a problem, you don't seem to have that kind of good friend in the company." Ling Shijian's voice came, "You see others eating, in twos and threes, many people together."

"Why are you all alone?"

"Because socializing is tiring, it's more comfortable to be alone." Zhang Ziyu explained with a smile, "Actually, I was like that before, that is, when the classmates who came together were still there, they would go to work and eat together. Seven or eight people came and went. But they have all left their jobs and lost contact.

"This kind of social networking is cheap and very cost-effective."

"But...... It's not good for you to do this! Ling Shijian shook his head and said, "You have to communicate with people more." ”

"It's alright!" Zhang Ziyu retracted his gaze, "This is a demon in the company's management department, and there are great personnel changes." Maybe we are still working together today, and we will leave tomorrow, and it is difficult for everyone to make deep friends.

"Moreover, there is no need for deep friendship, it is related to not affecting the work. Almost nodding their heads ......"

As he spoke, he suddenly realized something, and looked up again at the edge of the square at the man sitting on the bench.

He pointed to that person and asked Ling Shijian, "Is that person a little familiar?" ”

Ling Shijian looked along his fingers, she was an immortal cultivator in the end, although she was not a physical cultivator, her eyes were much better than his.

As soon as she looked at it, she recognized the man in the square.

"Li Jingming?!" She wondered.

"Why is he here again?" Zhang Ziyu subconsciously spoke.

Ling Shijian wrinkled his nose and sniffed lightly: "The smell of blood, he is injured." ”

"Hurt?" When Zhang Ziyu heard this, his heart was excited, and he grabbed the wrist of the Lingshi Sword, and hurriedly sped up, "Hurry up." ”

"What's wrong?" Ling Shijian didn't react.

"He is a martial arts practitioner, a man in the rivers and lakes. If you are injured, then it is either a vendetta or a duel, a fight and a kill. We, don't have anything to do with them. Otherwise, if you get involved in a dispute in the rivers and lakes, you don't know how to die. Zhang Ziyu quickly explained, "And it's very likely that he came to you." ”

Ling Shijian was pulled away by Zhang Ziyu, her eyes looked at his hand holding her wrist, blinked, and said, "But, I'm an immortal cultivator?" ”

She's better than them.

"Immortal cultivators, then they should be even more indifferent to fame and fortune and stay away from right and wrong. Only when you live in seclusion can you concentrate on your practice. Zhang Ziyu said.

Lingshi Jian Nahan: "Why do you talk to the head of the master with the same taste?" ”

"Because the hero sees the same ......" Zhang Ziyu is honored, it turns out that the head of Shushan is the same as he thinks.

However, even though his reflexes were fast enough, they were slow to run.

"Senior! Please stay! Li Jingming's weak voice came from behind.

They were still discovered.

"To stay?" Ling Shijian asked quietly.

Zhang Ziyu glanced at her, and saw her bright eyes, there was some inexplicable excitement in them, he knew that this restless guy was eager to get involved in the disputes in the rivers and lakes.

Immortal cultivators enter the martial arts rivers and lakes, big sharks enter small ponds, and Ultraman fights small monsters......

He had no choice but to say: "It's all discovered, what else can I do?" ”

As he spoke, he stopped with the Lingshi Sword and turned to look at Li Jingming.