Is it okay to be reborn later?

Chapter 37 Xiu'er, please sit down!

Zhang Jiangang and others are busy here, but Comrade Zhang Jiangang's son Xiao Zhang Zhang Wenjun doesn't know about these things.

He didn't even know that what Zhang Jiangang told him last night was not a joke, but serious.

Holding a pile of documents and personal items, Zhang Wenjun walked out of an office building with a rather ugly expression on his face.

Today is the last time Zhang Wenjun came here, mainly to go through the final procedures and take away his personal belongings.

"Wen Jun, take care. In fact, you should have stopped working here long ago, really." Followed by several of his colleagues, both men and women.

One of the chubby male colleagues wearing glasses couldn't help talking while walking, with a pity on his face when he spoke.

"Yeah, our boss is not good at character. Didn't Sun Shuang get kicked out in the same way last year?" Another male colleague who helped Zhang Wenjun hold the box also said.

"Well, I don't know if I will be the next one. I really don't know what to do in the future. Have you found a new job?" The only female colleague also sighed.

"By the way, Wen Jun, why did the boss report to the police, but it was dismissed later? You didn't see the face of the boss when I came here this morning." The female colleague asked.

Zhang Wenjun shook his head, then sighed
"I don't know. It's so easy to find a new job, not to mention that at my age, everyone is young now." Walking out of the building, he looked back at his good colleague Zhang Wenjun and said, "Thank you, don't send me away." Go back. If you stay out for a long time, that bastard will definitely trouble you in the future."

"It's all right, we'll leave after you get a taxi." The tall and thin male colleague said.

"I'm afraid he's going to mess with me. At worst, I won't do it anymore. I've had enough of him long ago." The slightly fat male colleague said even more.

"Hush~" At this moment, the female colleague suddenly hissed, and then looked towards the door of the building.

I saw a man with a suit open and a happy face walking towards this side with a smile.

Seeing the person coming, Zhang Wenjun showed a trace of resentment, while the expressions of the others changed.

"Mr. Xu!" Several people even greeted.

"Well, come out to see Wenjun off. Look at you, don't tell me, I'll catch up now." The young man in a suit with a mole on the corner of his mouth said with a smile, and there was a Band-Aid on his forehead. .

While speaking, the man walked towards Zhang Wenjun.

"You guys go back and take care." But Zhang Wenjun's face was very cold, and he ignored him at all.After speaking, Zhang Wenjun turned his head and prepared to take a taxi.

Mr. Xu, the clinker, smiled and walked over.

Those who knew knew that the two had a feud, and this Mr. Xu wished to kill Zhang Wenjun. Those who didn't know thought that the two were brothers who had a small conflict.

"Still angry, Wen Jun, we are not..."

But before he finished speaking, two black cars slowly drove past in the distance.

Among them, the Mercedes-Benz in front stopped in front of several people, and then the window of the co-pilot's car came down.

Then the old man on the co-pilot said a very rustic name, but it was very bluffing.

In addition, this black Mercedes-Benz is not cheap, at least more than one million.

"Young Master Zhang, we're here to pick you up, get in the car." Then, the white-haired head protruded and said, looking at Zhang Wenjun.

This old man is one of the four heavenly kings, the tattered king Zhao Baole.

"Young Master Zhang?" Zhang Wenjun looked confused, and even looked back to see who Uncle Zhao, who often hangs out with his father, was calling.

And Zhang Shao, it's too muddy for this title.

Zhao Bo, Zhao Baole, and Zhang Wenjun not only know him, but also know that he has a quirk, like rummaging through trash cans.

Even several of Zhang Wenjun's colleagues, including Mr. Xu, also looked at each other, wondering who is it?
"Uncle Zhao, who is your name? Call me?" Seeing that no one responded, and it seemed that his surname was Zhao, and Zhao Baole was someone he was familiar with, so Zhang Wenjun asked tentatively.

"If I don't want to call you, Young Master Zhang, Mr. Zhang knows that you are leaving today, so he came to pick you up together." Comrade Zhao Baole continued.

"Ah? Not Uncle Zhao, what old Mr. Zhang? When did I become a young man? Where did you get the car? This is it?" Looking at Zhang Wenjun again, he was taken aback.

Zhang Wenjun likes success and scenery, but that doesn't mean he's a hypocrite.

During this time, he thought that his father deliberately asked someone to pretend to be a rich man to pretend to act for him.

Dad, and Uncle Zhao, you really don't need to do this.

Besides, you guys are too low, don’t you see too much Kuaishou?
And just look at this Mercedes-Benz, it says grocery shopping cart on the back, it's ridiculous.

Hearing this, several of Zhang Wenjun's colleagues understood for a moment.

Alas, why bother acting? Wen Jun.

Several of Zhang Wenjun's colleagues shook their heads, but none of them tried to 'explore' the so-called Young Master Zhang.

"Ouyou, Young Master Zhang? Yes, Wen Jun. After a long time, your family is rich. It's amazing. No wonder you want to do it with me. That's why my small temple can't accommodate your big Buddha, right? Are you Young Master Zhang?" Seeing that Mr. Xu smiled again, with an expression of watching the fun and watching your performance.

But at this moment, they thought that there were two groups of people in front and behind, and the windows of the Bentley behind them were also opened.

"Mr. Wen, these are all your colleagues?" Comrade Zhang's voice came out, followed by Comrade Zhang's face.

With silver hair and big back, plus suits and leather shoes, the most important thing is the aura, just like the rhythm of a gang veteran.

Although smiling, it is very stressful.

But more importantly, there was another person in the back seat of the Bentley, the famous director Li Ke.

First, he saw his father sitting on a Bentley!
Then, Zhang Wenjun was shocked to see that the person sitting with his father turned out to be the famous director Li Ke.

Similarly, Zhang Wenjun's colleagues don't know Zhang Wenjun's father, Zhang Jiangang, but they have seen Li Ke on TV.

Seeing Zhang Wenjun calling the old man Dad, seeing Zhang Wenjun's father sitting in the back seat of the Bentley with the great director Li Ke, several colleagues were speechless.

"Dad! This? Ah yes, they are my colleagues." Zhang Wenjun stammered, his face was shocked, and he even wondered if he had read it wrong.

"Xiao Li, this is the dog." Under the eyes of everyone, especially Zhang Wenjun's former colleagues, Comrade Zhang Jiangang smiled and introduced it to Li Ke.

"Young and promising! Hello~" Li Ke then nodded towards Zhang Wenjun and said with a smile, very politely.

Zhang Wenjun swallowed, and so did the others, including Mr. Xu.Especially that Mr. Xu's complexion changed.

"You, hello Director Li~"

What is the situation!Zhang Wenjun couldn't even react in his head.

Several of his colleagues are similar, seeing his former colleague Zhang Wenjun's face is not right.

At this time, the rag king Zhao Baole spoke.

"Young Master Zhang, let's go back and take over from the master. A child like you who was born with a golden key in his mouth doesn't need to mess around with poor boys like them. You don't need to fight to prove yourself, you don't need it."

"Only poor boys need to prove their ability, struggle, and start a business. Those are the things that poor boys can do. You are different from them. Come back and help your father." Zhao Baole said seriously, like a housekeeper in a big family.

Zhang Wenjun was dumbfounded.

Born with a golden key in his mouth?who?I?
Wasn't I born with soil in my mouth? I've had it for more than 30 years.

Even Zhang Jiangang was stupefied, thinking, are you talking about my son?
Baole, Baole, I want to ask you, you are all old men in Longteng Community, why are you so good?Poor kids have to prove themselves?So what the hell are you trying to prove yourself by rummaging through the trash all day?
Originally, Zhang Jiangang wanted to take his son away quickly, and then let his son work directly in the new company, and help him take care of the new company in the early stage.

It turned out to be a good thing, Zhao Baole, the tattered king, just pretended to be coercive here, and what he said seemed to be true.

　Asking for a wave of rewards, asking for a wave of recommendations, asking for a wave of favorites, the new book has [-] words before you know it, and asking for a wave of encouragement, okay~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)