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"I'm sorry, classmate, you, your name is Zhuo Muyang, right? You haven't even got your graduation certificate and degree certificate, so we really can't hire you." This HR wearing gold-rimmed glasses piled on With a full face of apology, he pushed Zhuo Muyang's resume back to him, then turned around and put on another professional and rigid face, and told the little assistant beside him, "Go, call the next one."

The young girl in a professional dress with neatly coiled hair looked indifferent and meticulous. She stood up and stepped on a pair of high heels five to six centimeters high. After walking out, there was a knock on the door after a while.

Zhuo Muyang couldn't stay in this room any longer, his education was flawed, he packed up his resume in frustration, bowed to this person politely, turned around and walked towards the door, just as he was about to go out, he knew clearly I heard the HR muttering in a low voice: "I don't know how I studied for four years. I'm still a dropout. Are you worthy of your parents' hard work?"

The corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously, and he really wanted to turn around and punch this man, but he held back.With a conscience in heaven and earth, he has never felt that he has never been sorry to anyone in his life. After four years of fighting to get rid of poverty, he does not feel that he is at fault.If he really wanted to settle the matter, his parents should say sorry to him—it’s fine if they didn’t give him a wealthy family. His family in a remote mountain village couldn’t get rid of his poor family and his frail and sick father. It was his younger brother who was still studying, and that was the main reason why he couldn't use his fists.And if his father hadn't come to Zhangzhou to seek medical treatment due to a serious illness at the end of last year, he wouldn't have missed many courses and been talked to by the academic affairs office of the department because he traveled around school, hospital, and part-time job. What's even more ridiculous is that his father's This serious illness not only emptied all his savings, but also caused him to bear the campus loan with high interest. Fortunately, Jiang Xu gave him thousands of living expenses to help him out, otherwise he would probably be arrested with a gangster background. The debt collection agency chased him so badly that he didn't even have his underwear left.Thinking of this, Zhuo Muyang straightened his back, suppressed his anger, and pushed the door out.

The one who was more concerned about the result than him was Jiang Xu who was waiting outside. Seeing him coming out, Jiang Xu grabbed his arm without avoiding suspicion, and asked him anxiously, "How is the interview?" It was summer, and Jiang Xu was wearing a suit. A white T-shirt, decorated with blue Japanese waves on the hem, and the word "Silver" printed on the chest, he seemed to have spent a lot of money on this dress, and after receiving it, he showed it off to him in surprise. It's his favorite anime, it's called "Soul".Zhuo Muyang thought at the time, this person is really not tired of life, he almost never thinks about how to live in the future, obviously his family does not look rich, but how can he live so easily and freely?Zhuo Muyang didn't have the heart to pay attention to any cartoons that only children would watch, and he didn't even remember the two words Jiang Xu said.

Zhuo Muyang shook his head, turned away without even saying a word.He could hear the sound of Jiang Xu chasing after him with small steps, because there were too many interviewees in the corridor, he managed to fight a bloody path through it, and he didn't stop until the gate, but it was time to turn around , Jiang Xu bumped into him.The good smell from Jiang Xu's body rushed into his nostrils, making him feel very stable, he took two deep breaths before he came back to life, forced a smile at Jiang Xu, and said, "I'll continue working in the garage. "

He found this job after his father was discharged from the hospital. The original company fired him early because he was absent from work too much.In the greasy and oil-smelling salesroom, he was probably the one with the highest education. Many kids who didn't even finish junior high school or high school stepped into this industry as apprentices with the intention of learning their craft. Work, of course, Zhuo Muyang also has this idea, the salary is not bad, but it is not decent enough, but not decent enough is a fart in his eyes, and being able to support himself is his greatest wish.Fortunately, now that he has graduated without paying tuition fees, he can still make ends meet. When he really learns the craft, he can go out and do it by himself after saving some money.

Jiang Xu clasped his hands on the belt of his schoolbag, tightened it and loosened it. This little action is very similar to that of a primary school student. Hearing what he said, he nodded and said, "I just sent out a manuscript, and I hope it will be successful this time."

He seemed to want to encourage him with his trivial expectations, but in the end, he just poked Zhuo Muyang's waist, and his anger that hadn't dissipated immediately spread on Jiang Xu, "Why don't you find a job to be down-to-earth?" Do your job, you always pin your hopes on writing books, the two of us will starve to death sooner or later, we can’t just rely on me all the time.” After speaking, he pushed open the heavy door of the office building without looking back, He didn't notice the look of disappointment on Jiang Xu's face at all...

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten Jiang Xu's help to him all the time.

This kind of quarrel happened for the first time, so there was the second, third, and even more times. Zhuo Muyang never felt that he was the one who provoked troubles. Jiang Xu still stayed at home and did not give birth. He unscrewed the door of their hut with stinking sweat and oil on his body, and saw Jiang Xu typing on the computer, he always felt a surge of resentment in his chest. ——There is no warm enough water to drink at home; he yells that he is hungry, and this person will take out his mobile phone to order him takeaway. God knows he doesn't want to eat takeaway at all, mainly because it is too expensive; sometimes even the broken electric water heater He forgot to turn it on, so he had to take a cold shower... What the hell is Jiang Xu doing at home all day, just typing in front of the computer?This is no way to support a family!

But often when he exploded, Jiang Xu was fine, usually blinking his big wronged eyes and not speaking, showing a wronged look like crying or not, as if he wanted to please him, but Zhuo Muyang had already I don't want to eat this set again.The Jiang Xu in his memory doesn't seem to be like this. He is innocent, considerate, and understanding, and has helped him so much, but why does he become persistent and obsessive when he encounters the so-called "dream"? silly?

Zhuo Muyang was very upset seeing Jiang Xu like this, he went into the bathroom and was washed by cold water, and finally calmed down, the takeaway was delivered, and the hot water that had just been boiled was cooled by cold water, and his anger disappeared , but he felt that there seemed to be a rift between them, and this rift became bigger and bigger as time went on.

"Don't be angry." Jiang Xu has always said to him habitually since he bought the damn car with the manuscript fee he earned, and after they had a quarrel, "I also work hard to make money."

"Oh, you mean this car?" Pointing to the steering wheel Jiang Xu was holding, he sneered and said, "Our dilapidated garage has plenty of this car, and no one would buy it for nothing, and you still spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy it." .”

Choked by him, Jiang Xu turned his head away and stopped talking. Although he is gentle and generous, he always has a little man's stubbornness and self-esteem. He tried his best not to show his upset. Let them go to the abyss of irreversibility.

All the way in silence, finally arrived at the destination, Jiang Xu parked the car, but did not mean to get out of the car, but said: "You go home first, I bought some peaches today, they are quite sweet, put them in the refrigerator .”

"What are you doing?" Zhuo Muyang asked casually as he was about to get out of the car with the half-opened door.

"I have to go home, my parents have something to talk to me about."

"Oh, I'm home again." Zhuo Muyang responded.In fact, they have been together for such a long time, and he still doesn't know what Jiang Xu's family does. There are so many people talking and no one knows, let alone now that they have graduated, there is no way to inquire.Zhuo Muyang's cognition is only limited to knowing that there are two older sisters in his family, and he is the youngest one in the family. In his old-fashioned impression, he always feels that this kind of person who gave birth to a daughter and then a son is the kind of patriarchal It's just an ordinary family, his parents and sisters are all around him, and all the best are given to him, so he lived an arrogant and pampered life since he was a child, so he raised such a disposition that ignores the world and is full of idealization in his mind.However, it is true that he has been going home too often recently, rushing home from time to time, and sometimes he can only come back after two days, and then he is full of exhaustion, and he has to sleep for a whole day to recover.It is estimated that the family is also urging him to find a job, or the kind of fatigue bombing. He does not do serious things all day long, and no parent will agree.

It was a hot day, and it was noon, the ceiling fan on the roof of the garage wobbled tirelessly, and there was no telling when it would fall and hit someone.Zhuo Muyang was covered in sweat, bent over and was discussing how to repair the engine of the car with the bad-tempered middle-aged mechanic. Although his current skills are not good, but his mind is quick, he always thinks that this car The problem is not here, but a part that controls the brakes may be broken, but this stubborn middle-aged man is trying to educate him with years of experience, emphasizing that what he said must be right.Zhuo Muyang had nothing to say, his stomach was full of anger, when the phone in his pocket rang, it was a call from the boss, and he didn't dare to vent his anger on the boss, so he asked the boss what's the matter with a smile on his face Well, the boss cut straight to the point and asked him to take a taxi to deliver a document locked in a drawer to the Agricultural Bank 10 minutes away from the garage, and then hung up the phone.

There are both sides of the increasingly prosperous South Binjiang River. At this time, the Imperial Garden has begun to take shape, and it has already been completed as the most representative wealthy community in Zhangzhou.

The taxi driver is a cynical middle-aged man. When crossing the Nanbin River Bridge, he cursed the rich people in Zhangzhou City for being rich and unkind, but his eyes were full of worship and longing for money and rights.Zhuo Muyang's eyes also stayed on the building under construction in the Imperial Garden, thinking in his heart: It would be great if one day he could own a house here.

After crossing the bridge, he arrived at the destination within a short time. The driver parked the car at the gate of the bank. Zhuo Muyang paid the money and took the documents to get off. Opposite the bank was the sales office of the Royal Garden. He just looked at it too much. With two eyes, he saw the scene that made him very concerned.

I saw Jiang Xu get off the co-pilot of a Maserati and skip around the front of the car to open the door of the driver's cab. The door opened and a woman in gorgeous clothes and sunglasses came out. The woman covered the door, and then grabbed the woman's arm. What made Zhuo Muyang even more dumbfounded was that he leaned over and kissed the woman's face. The woman poked his forehead with a smile, and Jiang Xu squinted his eyes. The smile that was shown to him was given to this woman.

The bank and the sales office are just across the street, and Jiang Xu only needs to turn around a little bit to see him.Zhuo Muyang's heart turned cold, and he was very unwilling to be seen by him in such a mess. Zhuo Muyang even felt that his oil-soaked jeans were an insult to this kind of place, so he quickly dodged and hid in the bank. The powerful air conditioner drained all his sweat, his hand was clutching the doorknob of the bank, and his veins burst out. He saw the two standing intimately at the door of the sales office and looking at the promotional posters. His body was dripping with blood. Almost drained.

Ha, why write a book to earn royalties?What to go home with your parents?These are all lies that Jiang Xu just opened his mouth!It turned out that he had married a rich woman without telling him. Usually, he worked in a car repair shop and was scolded by grumpy masters and unscrupulous customers, but this person did this behind his back. The dirty work of man.

But it's funny to think about it, this rich woman may not be willing to spend money on Jiang Xu, so she bought him a pitiful dilapidated second-hand car... Zhuo Muyang's thoughts wandered for hundreds of kilometers, and an unreasonable hatred surged on his heart.

"Zhuo Muyang, why don't you come in? Give me the things!"

Zhuo Muyang's thoughts were interrupted, he turned around and saw the boss standing up from the bench in the waiting area and beckoning to him, just for a moment, then looking outside the glass door, there were still the couple of dogs and men.