Chapter Forty-Six: Don't Lose the Good Times
Zhang Yang smiled dumbly, deeply feeling that there are really no secrets in the company.
The last time he drove his Porsche downstairs for a while, that's how it happened today.
"Don't be afraid, compete fairly." Zhang Yang said quietly.
"Crazy, don't you believe in evil and want to touch it?" Xiang Youde shook his head helplessly, feeling that Zhang Yang had recently lost his mind and was overconfident.
"You are an outsider, you can't make a competitor a local in the magic capital, what do you have, what do you have, what do you say you compare?"
"I see that Bei Wei just didn't go to work today, I'll send a message to care about it later." Zhang Yang muttered to himself.
"You No. 1 licking dog." To have virtue and hatred of iron does not become steel.
"I wonder if people stayed up late with their boyfriend last night, and they haven't gotten up in their boyfriend's arms yet? Are you sending a message now? Are you texting now to get your boyfriend to laugh at you? โ
Xiang Youde asked painfully, trying to wake up Zhang Yang fiercely.
He also found a lot of screenshots of clowns' chats with good intentions, trying to make Zhang Yang wake up.
As follows:
(I don't look for the picture, everyone has their own pictures for tasting)
"Look at how funny and humble these clowns are, you don't want to be like them, do you?" Xiang Youde asked with a long sigh.
Zhang Yang raised his head, "The information has just been sent." โ
"You, you, don't listen to persuasion." Xiang Youde was completely disappointed.
Zhang Yang looked at the information on his mobile phone, Bei Wei was still in the hotel and did not check out.
She took advantage of the sunny morning to take a lot of photos and send selfies to herself.
In the selfie, Bei Wei is fresh and sweet, and outside the floor-to-ceiling window in the background, the skyline of the magic capital stretches to the end of the sky.
Zhang Yang looked at the photo of one of the thin skirts he was wearing, revealing his tender white legs, and couldn't help but drift away.
Bei Wei, is this considered to have been unlocked by him Zhang Yang?
"Brother Zhang, is it good-looking?" Bevi asked him.
"It's pretty, by the way, you don't hurt anymore?" Zhang Yang replied with a message.
"It's a little bit, but it doesn't matter." Bei Wei said.
"What doesn't it affect?" Zhang Yang then asked.
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In the afternoon, Zhang Yang always felt that Xiang Youde was rolling his eyes at him.
"No, Xiang Youde, do you have an opinion about me?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but ask him.
"I really misjudged you, Zhang Yang, I thought you were the kind of person who has perseverance and can do great things, but I didn't expect you to be no different from those licking dogs." Xiang Youde said indignantly.
"Don't go after the process, just look at the result, okay?" Zhang Yang was a little speechless, he wanted to reply, but thinking that Lao Xiang might have felt the same way, he was immediately relieved.
"See the results? If you can achieve your so-called result, I will write the three words of virtue backwards. Xiang Youde said angrily.
"Write backwards? Okay. Zhang Yang didn't bother to quarrel with Lao Xiang.
Facts speak louder than words, but at the moment, he doesn't want to tell the facts to stimulate the old man, so be it!
In the evening, the day's not too busy work finally came to an end.
Leave of work is imminent.
Zhang Yang looked at the time and saw that no one was moving, so he punched in and got off work.
It was a coincidence that when he got off work on time, his boss Song Mingyang also walked out of the office.
It stands to reason that no employee will choose this point to leave work.
Isn't it embarrassing to be on time and bump into the boss?
It's okay to be a few minutes late!
But Zhang Yang was naturally in a relaxed mood, and even nodded at Song Mingyang very easily.
In the elevator, although Song Mingyang's smile remained unchanged, he muttered in his heart.
"Zhang Yang, get off work today... It's early. โ
"It's not early." Zhang Yang blinked, "Mr. Song is relieved, he didn't leave early." โ
"No, no, I'm not saying that you leave early, I just care about you, by the way, it's so early, go back at night and have a date?" Song Mingyang still asked with a smile.
"Not yet." Zhang Yang said.
"Then you have to hurry up, you see that there are so many single girls in our company, there are fast hands, but there are no slow hands." Song Mingyang said things that seemed to care about the employees until the elevator door opened.
"Let's go, don't lose the good times." Before leaving, Song Mingyang showed a smile that seemed to encourage the employees, and left with expectations on his face.
Zhang Yang looked at the figure of Song Mingyang leaving and muttered to himself.
"Good times? I didn't live up to it, huh? โ
In the distance, Song Mingyang drove his burgundy paramela, and when he passed Zhang Yang, he lowered the window and waved at Zhang Yang, looking quite chic.
Zhang Yang was surprised to see that Palamella was far away, so he went straight to his Bentley Continental GT.
With a roar, the Bentley Continental GT roared away, and in terms of chic, it had already thrown Song Mingyang a few streets.
In the evening, Zhang Yang stood in the kitchen, frying cod slowly and preparing dinner.
While waiting, he took a look at the part-time job information on his phone.
The huge magic capital, there are countless job seekers, and there are countless employment platforms, so it doesn't take much effort at all, and all kinds of short and fast massive part-time job information is placed in front of him.
"Business male model, monthly salary of 50,000 to 80,000? Not bad! Ay? No, no, next. Zhang Yang PASSED one for the first time.
"We are looking for male part-time graphic models, who are required to be 1.8 to 1.85 meters tall, have good physique, good temperament, and pay 500 to 800 per day?" Zhang Yang looked at the shooting invitation issued by a certain fashion magazine, and suddenly his heart moved slightly.
This seems to be possible!
It is true that he does not have any experience with graphic modeling.
But... He can give it a try, his current body shape is pure and pure is a superb clothes rack, below the neck, it can be called flawless, above the neck... It's enough.
It's really impermanent, a month or two ago, if he had told him that Zhang Yang would have the idea of becoming a graphic male model one day, he would have really beaten him to death.
But today, he really dared to vote in the mailbox and wait for the other party's reply.
Do you make money? Not chilling at all!
After submitting the mailbox, Zhang Yang also calculated well, according to the remuneration of the graphic model, if he can do it stably for a period of time, this part-time task will be effortless to complete!
Twenty XP is almost in the bag!
In the evening, while eating, Zhang Yang really received an email reply.
The content of the reply to the email is very much like a cookie-cutter template, roughly informing him when and where to go for the unified interview, and some specific precautions, preparations, etc.
The timing also coincided, it was this weekend.
To go or not to go?
Of course you have to go!