"You're late!" However, at this moment, a cold voice came into Zhang Junmo's ears. This made Zhang Junmo stunned for a moment, and he came back to his senses from the state of sand withering just now.
He followed the sound and saw a short woman approaching. The woman was only a few years older than him, but she looked quite old.
Zhang Junmo often called her an old witch behind her back. It's because this woman is his group manager. It's his boss.
Every time he thinks of this, Zhang Junmo wants to curse. A rather large company with less than twenty people has hired a few small managers in an evil way.
The point is that this old witch doesn't know why she always targets him. On weekdays, even if he said one more word to his colleagues, he would report it to his boss.
Just like his mother's elementary school students. At work, she made things difficult in every possible way, and she would be scolded for any loophole.
Even if the product image is crooked by one pixel, she can magnify it dozens of times to find it and scold Zhang Junmo.
Damn it, which customer would enlarge the picture dozens of times to see if your product is even a pixel off? But what can be done?
After all, he was wrong! But if you make a mistake, it doesn't matter if you get scolded. The point is, when things are right, he still inexplicably becomes the scapegoat.
This bitch didn't communicate clearly with Party A and gave Zhang Junmo the wrong discount for the event. In the end, he said that Zhang Junmo was not careful in drawing and did not confirm the situation with Party A in time.
I have to confirm everything, and you still need to communicate with Party A? I'm just an artist, so I might as well do the operations as well!
Want you to fuck me? Whenever Zhang Junmo gets angry when chatting with his colleagues, he will say: If she wasn't a bitch, I would have fucked her to death!
My colleague immediately asked: Why can’t I fuck her if she’s a bitch? Zhang Junmo was silent for a moment and asked: Are we talking about the same thing?
"I just checked my phone and it's time to arrive at work after punching in."
"That's because the time on your phone is wrong. According to the time card record, you are already late." At this time, the old witch picked up the phone and showed it to Zhang Junmo.
The above is the time he just clocked in. 9:00:01 was one second overtime and was judged to be late.
Zhang Junmo immediately became dissatisfied. On weekdays, it’s okay to make mistakes and get caught. But today he saw clearly that he only arrived at 9 o'clock after punching in.
Whose mobile phone doesn’t automatically check the time online? How could the phone time be wrong?
"The time on my phone is correct. The clock-in time is a few seconds faster than the normal time!" Zhang Junmo said and opened the proofreading time on the web page.
Then he pointed at the time on the time clock. The time clock is obviously a few seconds faster. However, Zhang Junmo saw a slight sneer of disdain on the woman opposite her.
"Zhang Junmo, when you check in at work, it makes sense now? If you just missed ten minutes of sleep, this wouldn't happen, right?"
"I……"
"Okay! One hundred dollars will be deducted from today's salary, and you will be responsible for our group's afternoon tea today!" Zhang Junmo had ten thousand words of wheat peel and ten thousand grass mud horses in his heart.
But he didn't dare to let it go. It doesn’t matter if your salary will be deducted for being late, asking for afternoon tea is just because this stupid old witch wants to drink milk tea!
However, as long as he still wants to work in this company, he can only endure it silently. He is an orphan, and it is more difficult than others to survive alone in this society.
He didn't have any great skills, so he managed to save some money by working part-time jobs, studied graphic design, and then found an art job in this company.
The competition for jobs is so fierce now that even a small company with a big butt can quickly recruit people as long as there is a job vacancy.
And if he loses this job, it will be difficult to find another one in a short time. During this period, he had to consider rent, water and electricity, food and clothing, and repay the loan he owed when he was cheated when he was studying design.
In short, there is no other way! Because the only one who can support him is himself! In order to make money. That's why he would move bricks in a game called Dragon Nest until late at night and early in the morning after get off work, just to make some extra money.
Pay off your balance early. Of course, he himself also likes this game very much. It's just that due to the pressure of life, the game has gradually lost its original fun.
And this was also the reason why he overslept this morning. He admitted that he was gambling on his luck and was almost late.
But objectively he was not late! Lan Shou, Xiang Gu!
"Old witch, I hope you won't be able to eat four dishes in this life. No man will want you until the next life!" Under the sympathetic eyes of his colleagues, Zhang Junmo sat back in his seat.
He couldn't help but think. What's the point of living such a confused life? Anyway, no relatives, no reason, no worries.
Just die! Zhang Junmo thought a little depressed. However, the most ironic thing is that for most people, no matter how difficult life is, they have to continue to live.
Because they don't have the courage to die. Of course, mentioning death at every turn would also look cowardly.
Zhang Junmo felt that he was very useless. Today was another free day. The National Day had just passed. All he had to do was change the store page back to his normal routine. There was almost nothing to do.
So I took out my phone and started fishing. He likes to watch time travel and rebirth movies. Many of the protagonists have had unhappy lives in the past, and are almost as useless as themselves.
But after time travel and rebirth, they all became great people.
"It would be great if I could travel through time or be reborn." Zhang Junmo suddenly came up with this idea. But then he shook his head and smiled bitterly.
I really like to eat shit, so it’s up to me! However, at this moment, images suddenly flashed through his mind.
Those pictures are extremely mocking. But slowly, from the countless flashing scenes, Zhang Junmo vaguely saw that there seemed to be many people fighting.
Although the scene was not clear, he could feel the intensity of the scene. It was as if he had experienced it himself.
Later, he also saw that the sky changed color, and there was only a dim orange-red color in the Momo Lake. There seems to be another door later?
Zhang Junmo is not sure, because that door is actually in the sky! And it's terrifyingly big. Finally, there was a stream of light rushing towards the door, and then there was thunder crackling on the door.
In short, everything is like a movie. No! Even the movie is not that shocking!
The only pity is that the picture is too blurry and intermittent. Zhang Junmo came back to his senses and touched his head for a long time.
"I'm not really sick, am I?"
"I actually started daydreaming again." But recalling the scene just now made him yearn for it again, and he couldn't help but sigh.
"What kind of time travel and rebirth, how can it be my turn? That's the treatment that only the protagonist can get!" After sighing with emotion, Zhang Junmolian lost his mood.
In this way, Zhang Junmo spent a boring day fishing. After returning home from get off work, Zhang Junmo was walking on the path back.
He took out his cell phone and started researching what to eat for dinner. But suddenly he found several figures blocking his way.
Zhang Junmo suddenly raised his head and saw two wretched-looking men blocking his way.
In fact, by this time, Zhang Junmo had already realized what situation he had encountered. But he didn't panic at all, but picked up the phone calmly.
"Brothers, I met some little Karami on Xinya Road next door. They seem to need some help. Come and have a look!" But as soon as he finished speaking, the tall and thin Huang Mao of the two people opposite him grabbed him. mobile phone.
Then he slapped him with his backhand.
"Damn it, you've watched too much TV! Your cell phone is still on! Why are you pretending to be with me?" He glanced at the screen, grinned and said, "Hey! I just want to give you two a little something. Takeaway!”
"No need to bother!"
"Take out the money you have!"
"Damn it, I don't want to talk nonsense." At this time, everyone in Zhang Junmo was confused. Why is the plot different from what I expected?
Aren’t all villains Shi Lezhi’s fools? However, before he could think any more, another shorter, stronger man rushed up and kicked him, knocking him to the ground.
"Damn it, how can you get money to spend money? Move quickly! Do you hear me?" At this moment, Zhang Junmo finally accepted the reality.
I am too naive! He hurriedly groped around on his body for a while, and then said with a grimace: "Brothers, who still goes out with cash these days!"
"How about I transfer money to you two?" Upon hearing this, the two people on the other side immediately laughed. Zhang Junmo also laughed with him.
But he didn't expect that the other party would suddenly punch him a few more times.
"Damn it, do you think I'm stupid?"
"Transfer the money and let the police find it on us, right?"
"Nowadays, cash withdrawals and transfers are all done with real names. Do you really think we don't have access to the Internet?" This made Zhang Junmo feel like crying.
I originally thought that in this peaceful era, there would be no more roadblocks and robberies. Growing up, he had only heard of robbery and extortion, but never seen one.
I didn't expect to meet him today. Why is he so unlucky today? Thinking back to the fact that he was not late in the morning, but his salary was deducted, and he even invited the whole group to drink milk tea, which cost him two hundred yuan.
Suddenly there was an evil fire coming out.
"I'll fuck you!" He rushed forward and punched the tall and lanky yellow man. The opponent obviously didn't expect that he would suddenly fight back and was stunned for a moment.
But how could Zhang Junmo, a deadbeat who couldn't walk even a few steps, be a match for a professional gangster?
The opponent easily dodged this punch, but instead received a kick in the chest. Immediately afterwards, the two men rushed over together with ferocious faces.
"How dare you take action? I'm really tired of living!"
"I have to break off your arm today so that you can remember it for a long time!" At this moment, Zhang Junmo felt severe pain in his chest, feeling stuffy, and it became a little difficult to breathe.
The kick just now seemed a bit heavy, and Zhang Junmo couldn't bear it. His vision became a little blurry, but the fire in his chest not only did not go down, but grew stronger and stronger!
There was no intention of going down. This made Zhang Junmo feel a burning pain in his chest. Thinking back on my experiences over the past twenty years.
He just felt extremely frustrated. The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I become, and the more I think about it, the angrier I get. Finally he yelled loudly.
"Grass!"
"Grass!"
"Oh my God, what the fuck!"
"Why am I an orphan?"
"Why is everyone targeting me?"
"Why should I live in such a humble state?"
"Why should I be bullied?"
"Why?"
"I'm not convinced!"
"Not convinced!" Peng! At this moment, the short, strong man punched Zhang Junmo in the face.
"Ha! I don't agree with you, uncle!"
"Whether you accept it today or not, you have to pay for it!" However, this time Zhang Junmo looked at the man without fear.
The originally shrinking gaze was now full of madness!
"come!"
"As long as I can still breathe today, I will never let you go!"
"I'm so fucking stupid, why am I still afraid of you idiots?"
"Broken arm?"
"If you have the guts, just die!" While roaring, Zhang Junmo rushed towards the opponent without fear.
Seeing him like this, the two gangsters were also frightened. As the saying goes, those who are soft are afraid of those who are hard, those who are hard are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of losing their lives.
Now that Zhang Junmo looked stunned and desperate, the two gangsters suddenly felt that it was not worth it to stay entangled with him.
I immediately wanted to leave here. But Zhang Junmo was determined not to let them leave just like that. Today he had a fight with these two people!
This is also how he expresses his anger to God. No matter what, he is not willing to continue to be at the mercy of fate!
He wants to fight! He wants to change! He... wants to become stronger! Become stronger like the main character in it! So strong that no one can bully him!
So strong that no one can play with his destiny! Plop! Zhang Junmo grabbed the tall yellow-haired man's leg, then climbed up like a dog-skin plaster, hitting and biting him.
At this time, he was like a mad dog in the eyes of the other two.
"Fuck!"
"This is a fucking lunatic!"
"Gouzi, pull me up quickly! Let's go quickly!" Huang Mao was a little scared. He punched Zhang Junmo countless times, but the guy didn't react at all.
It also left cuts on his face. Those are all scratched by fingernails. The short and strong man pulled Huang Mao up, but Zhang Junmo lay on Huang Mao at this moment and bit his ear.
"ah!!"
"Holy shit, he bit my ear. Dog, help me pull him away!"
"Ah!!" Zhang Junmo bit Huang Mao's ear. His eyes were full of fierceness, and he was completely ready to fight.
As an orphan, I have nothing to worry about. He is barefoot and yet he is afraid of wearing shoes? He has made up his mind that he will never bow to anyone again in this life!
"I said, as long as I can still breathe, neither of you can run away!"
"Hold!"
"I think you really want to die!" Huang Mao covered his ears and his expression became ferocious.
"Gouzi, get him!" After the words fell, the three of them struggled together. However, as they were beating, the yellow-haired and short strong man suddenly discovered in horror.
Zhang Junmo seems to be getting better and better at fighting. He who originally seemed so weak actually became stronger and stronger.
And his eyes became sharper. Every time he takes a shot, he can hit their weak spots.
"This kid is so evil!"
"Damn it, I didn't look at the almanac when I went out today! I encountered such a evil star." Huang Mao was completely scared. Zhang Junmo, on the other hand, felt more and more uncomfortable the more he hit his chest.
It was as if a fire was about to ignite him. Finally, in the frightened eyes of the yellow-haired and short strong man, Zhang Junmo's body burst out with a dark red flame!
The flame didn't look very strong. But there is an extremely violent and terrifying high temperature hidden inside, which makes people look extremely depressed and frightened!
Under the light of the fire, the skin on the faces of the yellow-haired and short strong man began to fester. The body begins to twist.
Finally, amid a burst of roaring, it turned into two strange-shaped black shadows!
