After the divorce, Slag Gong shut him down

This is not a good trend. If things go on like this, let alone infiltrating the enemy to get first-hand information, he will be expelled from his fan status in minutes!

Thinking of this, Jiang Ran quickly moved his fingers and posted a Weibo.

Take a big sip of matcha v: Sorry, I recently got divorced.

His account also has tens of thousands of fans. As soon as he posted it on Weibo, he immediately received several comments.

[I didn't know my wife was married before...but my wife must deserve better! 】

[Hug matcha, ignore those who gang up and shout out their opinions, as if they don't deserve to be fans if they don't jump out and scold their ex at this time, honestly, can't they be more rational?At that time, it will not be Fushen's popularity that will lose. 】

【My wife and Fushen also feel sorry for each other...】

[Such an ingenious wife must be let down, the scumbag must be blind! 】

The fans were so ruthless that they even scolded them for cooking. Jiang Ran was feeling emotional when he sent a private message.

[Matcha looks at QQ, I have pulled you into the group. 】

Jiang Ran glanced at the private messenger ID: He said it was late at night.

He has a little impression of this girl, and she is also a big fan. It is said that she is the second generation of the house. Be stingy with her wallet, of course, she is also a loyal customer of Jiang Ran's handmade shop.

Jiang Ran originally thought that she had pulled herself into some kind of fan-controlled review group, but he went to the small QQ and saw that it was a small group with only 30 people. The group name was [Husband Training Experience Exchange Group]

"........."

How come there is an illusion that I have strayed into some kind of emotional open class.

Before Jiang Ran's brain finished buffering, the girl who pulled him into the group spoke again.

He said that it was late at night: [Matcha is not a party. This is still a fan group, but the group is full of older fans who are married or have children. Everyone gathers to talk about the ups and downs encountered in marriage and relieve each other. pain or something, I read the Weibo you just posted, and think you might need to...]

Just after her introduction, Jiang Ran initially learned that this is a mutual aid club for married women with a star-chasing nature. The main content of the usual chat is that men are big pigs, men are beasts, and my wife is the most annoying man. , take my money, ruin my youth, miss my career, or my Zhou Fushen is the best prrrrr...

In short, there are too many things to say, Jiang Ran feels that although his marriage ended in misfortune, he can't go to another extreme because of this!What's more, the last sentence has fully reflected the information asymmetry and the difference in values ​​between the two parties.

So he thought of being polite and put this group on PLAY, but he didn't expect that after the part of welcoming the newcomers, Ye Shen's girl suddenly appeared and asked him to say a few words. Jiang Ran declined, but what else did she say: some It’s good to tell the truth, the pain of the past needs to be faced bravely to let it go, and then you can welcome a new life and a new man in the future, Jiang Ran was a little moved by what he said.

Come on, this is what you asked me to say.

Jiang Ran pondered for a while, and slowly typed words on the screen.

[It’s like this, my ex-husband is a rich second-generation man with a good life style and no bad habits, but he is extremely self-centered and never takes care of my feelings, such as doing housework. With a job and a big family, how can you have time to clean up the house when you are busy?It's just right to hire two aunts, and the family is not short of that money, but he just doesn't like outsiders in the house, let alone part-time workers. It's a common thing for his parents to be turned away, anyway. Everything has to be done by me personally, otherwise he will feel that the world has collapsed and he will not be able to live on. 】

At the beginning, it was a common conflict in the family, but then the plot took a turn for the worse, which made the group of experienced scum experts a little confused. They swiped the screen full of question mark emoticons, but Jiang Ran had already entered the state. Every key is full of anger: [What's more, when I was at the most critical moment of work, he suddenly called and said he was out of breath, and told me to come back. I was so scared that he had another asthma attack, so I bought it quickly. I took the inhalant and rushed home, only to find that he was sitting by the French window and playing the piano, without raising his head when he heard the sound, as if I had done something wrong to him. 】

Once he said it, he couldn't stop, and Jiang Ran became more and more enthusiastic with the echoing voices of "Wow, your ex-husband is poisonous", "Don't have some kind of mental illness", "Don't pick your husband in the garbage dump".

[In short, he is a master, the kind who doesn’t feel uncomfortable for a day, even my car navigation uses Lin Chiling’s voice, and he later replaced the navigation voice package with his own when I didn’t know it. God knows what I did that day When I went out to buy ice cream, the car drove out of the garage and almost scared me to death, I thought he was in the back seat...]

Speaking of which, the girls in the group were overwhelmed by this magical daily life, and after a moment of silence, they all commented: [To be honest, I have seen many scumbags, but your ex-husband, Matcha, is really a scumbag! , Slag gave off the feeling of a perverted wife murderer in a suspense movie. 】

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【It can only be said that it is fortunate that you have already divorced him. 】

[I didn't expect this type of scumbag to exist in the world. I've learned a lot. I've learned a lot. 】

Huh, shocked, right?The three views exploded, right?He is the best Zhou Fushen in your world, can't you imagine it?

Jiang Ran complained silently, not to mention how happy he was. At the same time, he also deeply felt that his previous prejudice was wrong. This group was tailor-made for him. Everyone in it was talented, and his speech was good. Love is inside.

So Jiang Ran spent the night in the pool of water, so that when he was woken up by the alarm clock the next day, he went to Dasheng Group with two dark circles under his eyes.

…………

After getting out of the car, the sun was a bit dazzling. Jiang Ran looked up at the towering building. The huge outdoor advertising screen was playing the promotional screen of the remake of "Embers". As soon as he changed, that familiar yet unfamiliar face immediately gave Jiang Ran a hard time.

——It's Jiang Ze.

On the screen, he is hugging the shoulders of a tall mixed-race man, and the two are holding a trophy. The interaction is full of tacit understanding and intimacy between father and son, and the gorgeous words are also hammered on the screen——Chinese contestant Edgar in "Embers" Won the championship in the official closed beta professional competition, and there is a successor to the new competition!

His pupils constricted instantly, Jiang Ran's fist hanging by his side clenched tightly, and people hurried past him. After a long while, he seemed to wake up from a dream, and walked straight into the building with his head down, but there was a thought circling in his mind ——As expected, people cannot let go of resentment unless the source of resentment disappears.

Walking towards the front desk with confused thoughts, Jiang Ran didn't pay much attention to the person in front of him, but after he announced his name, there was a little surprise on the other person's face, almost looking directly at his face, Jiang Ran couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to, he was stunned for a while, he didn't think it was because of Zhou Fushen's trouble, he thought it was because his slump after staying up all night was too obvious, so he subconsciously rubbed the tip of his nose with his knuckles.

And the other party's gaze followed his slender fingers and his clear and bright eyebrows, and then he smiled and said politely: "Sir, wait a moment, I'll connect to the inside line."

After speaking, he dialed the phone, and in less than 5 minutes, a middle-aged man with a kind face came out from the elevator entrance. Jiang Ran looked a little familiar, and when he walked up to him, he remembered that it was the man who often came every year during the Chinese New Year. The secretary who helped Zhou Fushen's father run errands and give gifts.

"Master Xiaojiang." The secretary smiled before saying a word, bowed slightly and signaled, "Please follow me."

Jiang Ran's eyebrows twitched when he heard this address that seemed to be in the old feudal society, but he didn't say anything, but just as he turned to leave with the secretary, a few girls at the front desk shouted excitedly behind him: "Did you see it! did you see it!"

"I see! Fuck that face, no wonder it can make Zhou Fushen want to die..."

Jiang Ran: "..."

Following behind the secretary, Jiang Ran secretly took a photo of his face with his mobile phone, am I too big?He thought to himself, it's no wonder that every time he stared at Zhou Fushen's back before, he would be noticed, and then accused by the other party of seducing him.

At this moment, Jiang Ran still has time to think about these things, but he waited until he entered the closed elevator, and he realized that he was on the way to meet the domineering old president, and his spirit tensed up suddenly, because To be honest, although he seemed to readily agree to meet yesterday, in fact he was not prepared at all.

Especially when he saw Zhou Chengye behind the desk for a while, his mind was completely empty.

There is no other reason. This man is so similar to Zhou Fushen. Sometimes Jiang Ran thinks that maybe Zhou Fushen will look like this when he gets old. It added a bit of calmness and majesty, so that just sitting there gave people a very strong sense of oppression, but if it was Zhou Fushen, he might have been admitted to the hospital early because of the aggravation of mental illness before he reached this age.

"You're here, sit down." Seeing Jiang Ran walk in, Zhou Chengye didn't express anything special. He just took off his glasses in a very flat manner, pushed the document at his side and said, "Read this one, see if there is more to come." There are no conditions that you want to add, you can add them."

condition?Jiang Ran was puzzled, could it be the kind of plot of "I'll give you XX billion to get back together with my son"?Could it be the share transfer contract on the table?He thought wildly, normally he should be outraged and insulted at this moment, but thinking about it, it wouldn't be good for him to pick up such a thick document and smash it on the old man's head, wouldn't it?And it can easily lead to being taken away by security. The most important thing is that it is really difficult for him to resist the temptation of money.

No way, I was afraid of poverty when I was a child.

While thinking wildly, Jiang Ran stepped forward and pulled away the chair, took the stack of documents and read it quickly, then frowned.

This is a signing contract, asking him to be the official anchor of "Ambers". All of the highest standards, almost free money.

"What do you mean?"

"Obviously, I'm hiring you." Zhou Chengye said: "I've done some research, and your original offer from the club was in the range of 6000 million to 8000 million, and the contract I showed you is not only an anchor contract, but also There are player appointments, so the offer will only be higher.”

"..." Jiang Ran was silent for a while, and then said: "If I remember correctly, game officials cannot form teams."

"I know, this is also to prevent the existence of black-box operations, so I will personally sponsor you to form a new team. I don't require you to perform well, as long as you can always be active in the league as a mid-level team."

"Why?" Hearing this, Jiang Ran finally couldn't help it: "With all due respect, even if you do this, I won't get back together with Zhou Fushen."

The author has something to say: One day when the small theater returned home from training at the base, Jiang Ran put on an apron, and raised his middle finger at the scumbag who was waiting for his meal on the sofa.

Zhou Fushen (turning back suddenly): I think you are implying something to me.

Jiang Ran: No, I don’t have one Zhou Fushen: No, you have, you want Jiang Ran:  …

Thank you to the little angel who voted for me as the overlord or the irrigation nutrient solution~Thank you to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]: 1 bottle of Big White Moon; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!