My super analysis system

Chapter 1

As the saying goes, a worker who has not experienced severe beatings from society is not a real worker.

Zhou Fan was a representative of the beating workers, and he suffered more severe beatings than his peers.

Zhou Fan, who is only 24 years old, worked hard in school and accidentally got into the Microelectronics Department of the prestigious Xidian University, but he accidentally fell into the clutches of the game demon king in college. I didn't give away more than 60, and finally got a diploma and a degree certificate smoothly, but because of this, I lost my lovely future.

High-spirited, so ambitious, a prestigious university, and a gold major gave poor Zhou Fanmo a B number.For him who was unemployed after graduating from university, his family had to use up all their efforts to find a job within the system for Tuoguan, but he resolutely resigned after three months! ! !The angry family almost severed ties with him.

"If it's for freedom, you can throw away everything!" Zhou Fan shook off the unyielding hair on his 22-year-old head, stepped into the cruel society, and chased his dreams.However, it is difficult to get involved in the IT industry without a degree. He finally recognized himself in the ridicule, ridicule and cold eyes again and again.

"Zhou Fan! You are the last one in sales this month. If you can't do it, get the hell out of me!" A short middle-aged man from a local support center threw the performance appraisal form in his hand, saliva flying all over the place.

Zhou Fan lowered his head and remained motionless. This is not the first time he has won No.1, but the consequence of winning consecutive championships is to change bases and develop again.

Under the disgusted eyes of the leader, Zhou Fan silently exited the office and returned to his desk.

"Sigh." He sighed and stared blankly at the computer in front of him. The win10 system has indeed made the old DELL a little faster, but when can I order more? Thinking about my account whose balance is about to be cleared, I can't help but feel despair.

Wow, Ma Jianming behind him slid the chair to his side and said in a low voice, "What's wrong, let Mediterranean scold you again?"

"Yeah." Zhou Fan slumped his shoulders and looked at Ma Jianming with a look of lovelessness.

Ma Jianming shook his head, looked at Zhou Fan's exhausted appearance and said earnestly: "You said you, famous college students are all things of the past, think about it, you are 24 now, and you still can't recognize the reality after two years of graduation , If you can’t let go of your face, you can’t make money! Especially those of us who are in sales, face is not a good thing.”

Having said that, Ma Jianming also sighed helplessly, and returned to his work station. He is over [-] years old these years, and he has recognized some things long ago and succumbed.

Zhou Fan felt a little depressed, but it was the truth, he couldn't let go of his damn self-esteem.

Otherwise, sales will not be at the bottom every time.

Otherwise, I would not be unwilling to introduce work to my parents.

Otherwise, I wouldn't go bankrupt immediately like I am now and not go home and bow my head.

"Still here in a daze!" Wang Jianguo, the manager of Mediterranean Sea, walked over here, spouting, his face full of anger!
"No, no, I'm looking for a client right now!" Zhou Fan put on a smiling face, quick witted.

"Customer, customer!? What a ghost customer!" Standing in front of Zhou Fan, Wang Jianguo naturally knew exactly where this kid got the customer. How can he be so free when he has a customer?

Ma Jianming suddenly got up from the side and said with a smile to Wang Jianguo: "Mr. Wang, don't tell me, Xiao Zhou really has a customer this time, that is, the coal mining company that called last time and said he wanted to customize a software. Maybe it's a big deal. , think about it, that’s the coal boss.”

Wang Jianguo looked suspiciously at Ma Jianming, "Really?"

Ma Jianming nodded with a smile, "Really, Xiao Zhou made an appointment for dinner with someone else in the afternoon, do you think I can still lie to you?"

"Really?" Wang Jianguo turned around and questioned Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan had no choice, so he nodded mechanically.

"Hmph, you can still be saved, boy." He left the office with a stomach full, and it was three o'clock in the afternoon when he left work on time.

Seeing Wang Jianguo leaving, the two looked at each other and sat down. Ma Jianguo threw a business card over: "Go to room V888 of Tang Dynasty Hotel in the afternoon. This person is the boss of Tiantian Coal Mine. The small coal mine doesn't have much money, but it's better than nothing." .”

Zhou Fan picked up the business card that fell on the table, feeling a little moved in his heart, and his eyes were a little sore, "Thanks, Brother Ma."

"It's okay, remember what I told you."

……

Zhou Fan was very depressed, and he couldn't tell how many times it happened, but every time after this, he would experience a wave of self-confidence blows, self-torture, and then self-healing and self-deception.

But life has to go on, because you can't make money while lying down!
Sniffing his nose and showing his best smile, Zhou Fan was still somewhat handsome, with broken hair and sharp cheeks, beautiful eyebrows, big eyes and a high nose bridge, full of three-dimensionality, a spirited guy.

"Welcome to Tang Dynasty Hotel, sir, stay or dine." Men Ying bowed lightly with a pleasant smile.

"Meal, V888."

"this way please."

A super large private room that can seat 20 people, and the table in the middle has already prepared drinks and cold dishes.

"Sir, is the food ready?"

"and many more."

How can the food be served when the guests don't come?
6 o'clock, 7 o'clock, "cuckoo".

At 8 o'clock, two hours late, a fat man in black squeezed into the box, followed by seven or eight younger brothers who also looked domineering.

"Mr. Liu, you are here, please take a seat." Zhou Fan did not forget Ma Jianming's teaching, got up to laugh with him, and pulled the stool in one go.

"Bah." The leader, Mr. Liu, looked at Zhou Fan, frowned, and casually spit out the chewing gum in his mouth, "Why are you talking about things with a handle?"

The people who followed also laughed.

Zhou Fan was stunned, this Mr. Liu is really....

But he still smiled and explained, "Mr. Liu, our company is not thinking of having a good drink with you. Girls are always too strong to drink."

"Hmph." Mr. Liu sneered on his fat face, squeezing out a gap between his neck and said, "Okay, let's have a drink, and you'll have a good time!"

One bottle, two bottles, three or four bottles, the headlights and small lights can't see clearly.

"Come and drink!"

"Mr. Liu, vomit...I really...can't drink anymore." Zhou Fan supported the table, feeling the world spinning.

Mr. Liu sat aside and said with a smile, "Don't you want to have a good drink with me? Drink!"

The younger brother beside him continued to pour wine for Zhou Fan.

Finally, "vomit", the volcano erupted and he collapsed to the ground.

"It's really unlucky, let's go."

Mr. Liu dropped two stacks of Grandpa Mao, frowned and left with his younger brother.

And Zhou Fan was still lying in a pile of filth and vomiting, but his breathing gradually became weak.

"The system is connected."

"Vital signs have declined..."

"Salvation begins..."

"The rescue is complete..."

"The system is starting to bind..."

"Binding completed..."

(End of this chapter)