The heart-wrenching wife of President Di Shao

Chapter 65

When I arrived at the house called "Anming Palace" by Anming, I suddenly thought of that girl and the woman who drove a luxury car. , I would never ask.

In fact, the love between a man and a woman is not only a game but also a process of attraction.The reason why men and women have so many fights is a manifestation of the game itself. The more you care, the more you hope that the other party will pay more attention to and accommodate you.That's why we quarrel over trivial matters.

But it's the same quarrel over trivial matters, but the quarrel in marriage is different.After going through the stage of being in love, the game in marriage still exists.But the attraction slowly fades away.In most marriages, the passion will be slowly worn away by daily necessities in life, and the beauty of being in love will disappear because of getting along every day.

Those flaws that are not exposed in love will be fully exposed because of getting along every day.

The attractiveness is lost, and the flaws and shortcomings are constantly exposed.If it is due to the increased pressure of life, the marriage will probably turn red.

And so the quarrels began.

At the beginning, they were patient with each other, and slowly loosened the restraint on their own mouths. The more noisy they became, the more troubles and swallows flew.

Perhaps this statement is too extreme, because there is another possibility, that is, the two parties in the marriage respect each other as guests, successfully transform love into family affection, and stay together forever from now on.There is something more perfect, that is, the two parties can keep their love fresh, always like glue, and their love is as good as before.This kind of marriage is an ideal state. In reality, it is not impossible, but it is definitely rare.

I'm someone who's been through marriage and knows the exhaustion that comes when that passion wears off.So I will not stir up a topic to quarrel with An Ming.

He and I are still anonymous.It's a shady lover's relationship.

I don't even think about trying to get more for myself.The more you want, the more you will lose your sense of proportion.Often the more ugly the defeat.

What's more, I have a kind of fear for An Ming.

This kind of fear may be because I am a married woman, but he is the legendary standard tall, rich and handsome, and his conditions are so good that girls scream.In front of him, I always feel guilty and feel that everything is unreal.I was worried that I would get too involved and end up hurting myself.Turn yourself into a joke.

I even wanted to stay away from him and return to my ordinary and boring life as a small citizen.But I was reluctant, not because of his financial resources and social status, but because of the sense of security of being with him.Of course, there was also the pleasure of being physically entangled with him.It's hard to say, but it's real.

An Ming put his arms around my waist naturally, "What are you thinking? I've been out of my mind all this time, are you scared tonight? Have you never been to a police station?"

I shook my head and didn't speak.

"That is also an experience. Life is short, and you have to experience any kind of life. That is wonderful."

I gave him a blank look, "It's easy for you to say, but why don't you go in and try?"

"Okay, then I'll try going in tomorrow. I stopped a beautiful woman on the street, kissed her hard, and made her yell indecently, and then I went in."

I don't know why, but I don't think this joke is funny at all, and I am a little angry.

Seeing that my expression was wrong, An Ming might think that he had said something too much, so he leaned closer and said, "Are you jealous? But the beauty I mentioned is you, I just want you to play a scene with me, let me in Just go to the police station."

"Childish, boring." Two words were thrown out.

An Ming was not angry at all, he smiled, "I'm just bored, I'm just naive, and you bit me?"

Looking at his angry face, I saw his appearance at the gate of the police station tonight, cold and cruel, completely different from the An Ming in front of me.

At that time, his whole body was almost in the cold, giving people a powerful deterrent.But now An Ming is like a gangster whistling at beautiful women on the street, full of scorn, but harmless to humans and animals.

Which An Ming is the real An Ming?Does this change in his temperament also mean that he is multi-faceted?What is the background and story behind An Ming?Is he really simply the vice president of a medical group?
"Why are you always out of your mind? Could it be that you met a handsome guy at the police station tonight? Are you still thinking about it? But you just want to see the handsome guy and me. Why bother thinking about others?" An Ming said.

"Tch, it's shameful. You can save the entrance ticket to the zoo if you say you can watch it." I snorted.

"Ahaha, you say I'm an animal? Then you and I are Beauty and the Beast? The best combination of violence and tenderness? So we are made for each other?" An Ming really has a lot of words, absolutely The glib kind.

I was too lazy to quarrel with him, so I simply didn't speak.

"I originally went to the veteran's place for supper, but they didn't let me. Should we go out to eat, or cook at home? Only instant noodles, is that acceptable?" An Ming asked me.

"Don't eat, it's too late. Eat now and go to bed. That's not raising meat." I said.

An Ming looked at me with a half-smile: "Go to bed? Haha, you can sit for a while after eating, I'm not in a hurry."

I just said something casually, but I didn't expect him to catch it.When I said that sentence, I really didn't think about it.When he said this, he was immediately ashamed.

"Get out, you stinky bastard." I cursed.

"Stinky rascal? How do you know my nickname?" An Ming became more enthusiastic.

I suddenly remembered something, "An Ming, should you go?"

"Ah? This is my house, where do you want me to go in the middle of the night?" An Ming shouted.

"What? This is your house? Who said during the day that this is not your house, but my house, and that they will lend this house to me temporarily? Now this is my site, should you go? "

"Su Xiaonuan, are you quicker to turn your face than to turn a book, are you going to kick me out?" An Ming shouted.

"It's just that women and villains are difficult to raise. Who told you to talk disrespectful? You hurry up and leave me, you big man, if you say this is my home now, then you should do it." I said.

"But……"

"But what? You said you would give me this place to live in, and you said that you would never spend the night here in this area. You will forget what you said today at night? Even if you forgot, I will remind you now. Remember it. Still not leaving?"

"But where should I go?" An Ming asked.

"You have a lot of places to go, and you have a car, so it's not convenient to go anywhere? In short, don't stay here." I said.

"Su Xiaonuan, are you too heartless?" An Ming shouted.

"Now we're not discussing whether I'm too unfeeling or not. We're only discussing whether you should go out. The discussion is whether you should keep your word. If you say it doesn't count, that's fine, I'll go." I said.

It's not that I'm unfeeling, it's just that if it continues like this, I really feel a little out of control.My marriage with Chen Nian has not yet divorced. I am afraid that I can only live here temporarily. If An Ming also lives here, if people find out, is it not an illegal cohabitation?I am still a married woman, if Chen Nian sues me for bigamy, it will be even worse.

I have been struggling to maintain a distance in the room, it seems a little unreasonable, but I want to protect myself.I really can't get too deep into it.I'm really worried about the end of the world.

"Okay, okay, I mean what I say, I will lend you here to live here temporarily, and I will leave." An Ming saw that I was serious, so he had to compromise.

I stood with my bag and waited for him to leave, but I actually felt a little sorry in my heart.But I really can't let him live here, even if it's hypocrisy, I have to be too passive for myself.

An Ming walked to the door and was about to open it when he suddenly sneezed and covered his head: "Oh, I have a cold and a fever, and I have a headache!"

This change happened too fast. Although he has good acting skills, I also know that he is pretending.It may be a bit cold, but it is not necessarily serious in terms of how serious it is.

"Continue to act, the acting skills are very good, you continue to act." I looked at it coldly.

An Ming's tall body suddenly bent down, and then he squatted down on the ground, "Oh, my head hurts so bad, how can I drive in this state, Xiaonuan, why don't you drive me?"

It’s not difficult for me. I do have a driver’s license, but it’s the legendary pocket driver’s license. That is to say, the driver’s license is kept in my pocket after I get it. I hardly touch a car. Although I have a license, But the driving experience is very little.How dare I drive him?

Besides, if I drive him back, who will take me back then?Am I coming back in his car again?This is absolutely impossible, what's more, he obviously pretended to be on purpose, and to put it bluntly, he didn't want to leave.

I'm just showing my attitude, and I don't really want to drive him away from the bottom of my heart. Since he performed so well, I'm going to go downhill.

"Okay, okay, does it really hurt?"

An Ming exaggeratedly covered his head: "Nonsense, it hurts like hell! Ouch!"

I laughed secretly in my heart, thinking that these elders pretended to be sick, and it was really hard work.

"So what? Shall I go get some medicine? Do you have some simple pills at home?" I asked.

"You help me to lie on the bed first, I'm dizzy, no, it's pain!"

"Mr. An, is it pain or dizziness?" I asked.

"Is it okay to be dizzy and hurt? Su Xiaonuan, can you have a little sympathy for the patients? If you become a nurse like you, the patients will have to escape from the hospital?" An Ming said angrily.

"Okay, okay, I want to be more sympathetic, and I can't let you suffer as a patient, but Mr. An, you are tall and big, can my small body support you?"

"If you can't help me, you have to work hard to help me, you can't let me fend for myself, can you?" An Ming hummed.

"Okay, I'll try my best."

I helped An Ming walk to the bedroom, he was naturally not so sick that I needed my help.I walked steadily, but with my arms on my shoulders and my body leaning against me, I barely managed to keep from being overwhelmed by his mountain-like body.

Finally helped him to lie down on the bed, he leaned against the head of the bed with a smile on the corner of his mouth.I said lie down, and I went out.As soon as he heard it, he hummed immediately, saying that his head was so dizzy.

"Then what should I do? How about calling 120?" I asked.

"Don't call 120. I'm afraid I'll die when the doctor arrives."

I almost laughed out loud, this is really capable of pretending, too hard.

"Then what do you say?"

"Go and make ginger soup for me. Maybe it will be better after drinking it." An Ming hummed and ordered me.

This condition is not harsh, I can do it, there is no problem at all.I readily agreed.

Fortunately, I cooked during the day, and there is old ginger at home. Add some brown sugar, and soon the sweet ginger soup will be ready.I carried it to the bedroom and handed it to An Ming.

"It's hot, cool it down for me." An Ming hummed.

This request is not too much, and I can agree.I carefully blew the ginger soup, and it was estimated that it was almost ready, so I handed it to An Ming again.

"I can't lift my hand anymore, feed me." An Ming continued to hum.

"Mr. An, have you overdone it? It's almost done." I said.

"Then leave me alone, let me hurt to death." An Ming turned his head to one side.

This man is really a monster, he looks like a devil when he is ruthless, like a gangster when he is naughty, and he is as arrogant as a little prince when he is pretending to be sick.The multi-faceted nature of human beings is fully reflected in him.

I picked up the soup bowl and gave him the ginger candy slowly with a small spoon.He frowned: "Put brown sugar?"

"Yes." I said.

"My aunt only puts brown sugar when women come. I'm catching a cold. I just want to keep out the cold, so I don't need brown sugar. And it's so sweet, are you trying to sweeten me to death?" An Ming said with a frown.

"Then just treat yourself as a big aunt. Don't you look like a woman coming to be a big aunt? You are too arrogant to be beaten. I said with a smile.

"Are you impatient? It is said that there is no filial son in front of the long-term hospital bed. I have only been ill for a while. Are you impatient?" He continued to pretend.

"You are not my elder, where did you come up with the idea of ​​a filial son? Are you sick and confused?" I asked.

He opened his mouth and drank a spoonful of ginger soup I sent, "Enough."

"I just drank a little, is that enough?" I said.

"I'm cold, my whole body is cold. It's so cold." An Ming said.

"Isn't the air conditioner turned on? It's still cold?" I didn't believe it.

"It's cold, it's so cold." He even shivered.

"Then what? Shall I give you an extra bed blanket?" I asked.

"No, it's useless to add blankets." An Ming said.

"Then what do you want to do?" I actually guessed seven or eight points.

"Lie down beside me, so that I will feel better, and warm me with your body temperature." An Ming hummed.

Same as I guessed.This guy is really thinking about it.

"But you are sick. What if you infect me? Besides, I am also very cold. Not only will I not be able to warm you by being around you, it may make you colder." I said.

"No, as long as you lie next to me, I will be much better, Su Xiaonuan, why are you talking so much nonsense. Hurry up and save me!" An Ming shouted.

Let me go, this has risen to the level of life-saving, this man is too good at pretending!It's not about saving face.

"What if I leave you alone and let you fend for yourself?"

"Then even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go. I will definitely turn into a ghost and come to trouble you. Then drag you to go with me." An Ming threatened.

"Okay, come find me after you become a ghost. I'm going out first." I picked up the ginger soup bowl and walked out of the room.

After putting the bowl away, I heard An Ming moaning loudly in the room, "Oh, it hurts so much."

At the beginning, I didn't bother to pay attention to it, thinking that I couldn't let this guy get ahead.But hearing him screaming so loudly, I felt compassion again.I wondered if he was really in pain?

I went in again and saw him covering his head and humming on the bed.

"Is it really painful? How about we go to the hospital?"

"You don't care about me, then you just let me fend for myself, what does it have to do with you if you hurt me to death?" An Ming said.

"You're such a big man, and you're not a child. What about you? A child knows how to endure when it hurts. You call it like this?" I said.

"It's not that you are in pain. Of course you don't care. You can bear it. Last time you had a headache, did you hold it back? If I didn't massage your head, would you recover so quickly? Now I have a headache, you Ignore me at all, say it yourself, are you still human?" An Ming began to criticize me.

I thought about it, too. Back then I also had a splitting headache, but An Ming didn’t treat me badly. He did massage me for a long time, which made me feel better. Now that he’s sick, I don’t seem to treat him well at all.He was also good at criticizing.

I took off my coat and climbed into bed.Lying beside An Ming.

He immediately stopped humming and leaned his head back.

"But I don't know how to massage, so what should I do?" I said softly.

"You just press it casually, as long as you press it, I will be fine if you press it casually, it doesn't need to be complicated." An Ming's head moved closer and directly placed it on my lap.

I had no choice but to press his head lightly for a while. I don't understand massage at all, so I just messed around.But he said it felt good.Much has been said.

I was about to get up, but he hugged me and told me not to move because he was cold.

I knew in my heart that this was his ultimate goal. First of all, he said that he had a cold because he didn't want to leave and wanted to stay.But it was not enough to stay, it would be a headache, and then forced me onto this bed step by step.

This bed is like a thief's boat, it's easy to get up and hard to get off.After lying down peacefully for 2 minutes, his hands began to fumble over.

I naturally slapped it away, "Your head doesn't hurt anymore?"

He began to hum again, "It hurts, it hurts."

Then he put his arms around my waist decisively, and continued to grope while humming.

"It hurts and you still move around?" I suppressed a smile.

"I'm cold, I have to hold you tight, or I'll die."

"An Ming, if you die so easily, I don't know that you have died hundreds of times." I said angrily.

"That's hard to say. Life is fragile. If you couldn't die before, it doesn't mean you can't die now. There are only the two of us in this room. If you die, how scared are you? To prevent you from being scared, I can't Die, if you want me not to die, you have to warm me." Saying that, he personally posted it.

"You don't have to think about my feelings. If you really want to die, then you might as well die. I'm brave and I'm not afraid of death." I said.

"That's not okay, even if you are not afraid, then the police will suspect that you killed me, and you will be in trouble. To avoid trouble, you should warm me. I still won't die. I am like no one before or after. The handsome fellow who came here, where can you find him after he dies?"

While babbling nonsense, my hands dishonestly reached into my sweater.I don't know if I really have a fever, or because I'm emotional, my hands are very hot, and I feel like I'm going to be burned.

I knew there was no way I could escape this. He had been thinking about it, making noise and howling for most of the night, maybe it was just thinking about it.If I resist again, it will be really tender.He didn't speak a word, and let him do whatever he wanted.

His movements were very targeted, and after a while, I became a little uneasy.A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his hand to embrace me.The mouth covered my lips.

His kisses are always intensely aggressive, and they always make me feel stuffy and short of breath.Soon I was dizzy.Knowing that I was a little hypoxic, he let go of my mouth and began to attack my ears and neck.

Although he left his mouth, his provocativeness did not weaken at all, and soon he succeeded.

I lay on the bed with my eyes closed, thinking that you don't have a headache now?Spirited?
He started to kiss more crazily, and expanded the area of ​​the kiss to other places, my head slowly became dizzy, and the strong desire in my heart was aroused, and I only hoped that he would be as soon as possible...

He finally started to attack, and the passion with him is always stronger every time. Whenever this time, I will completely sink, and temporarily forget all the other troubles. There are better pleasures to be had.

At this moment, we return to the original state.We are simply male and female animals.We need each other, desperately.

Finally, when he was done, he began to clean the battlefield.Dangling in front of me naked, her legs are really long, her muscles are really strong, and she has a good look.

"You started to look at me again? Don't worry, the night is long, we have plenty of time to communicate." His anger came again.

"You don't have a headache now? Aren't you dying of a terminal illness? Are you feeling refreshed now?" I asked him.

"My illness has always required special treatment, and you are my elixir, the absolute cure." An Ming said with a smile.

"It's really hard for you, pretending to be sick can make you sick like this, it looks like I'm real."

"I did catch a cold, it's true. But I definitely won't die. As you said, if I die so easily, then I don't know how many times I have died."

"You should be in the film and television industry. It's absolutely fine to get a best actor or something. You have good looks and acting skills. As long as you can find a female director who is willing to rule you, it will be done." I teased.

"Do you have any resources in this area? Tell me about it. You can dive in any way you want, as long as you make me popular." An Ming also joked.

"Really, if the director is 1.5 meters tall and weighs [-], are you willing to be dived?" I asked.

"No, I just want to be sneaked by you. You can sneak into me as many times as you want, and no one else can see it." An Ming said.

"Is this pretending to be innocent? Or pretending to be a lover? You want to tell me that you only like me in this world?" The figure of the woman driving the sports car suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

I had an urge to ask who that woman was, but I didn't want to ask because I always wanted him to tell me himself.

"I only like you alone, which is said by a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, and the audience can only be a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. A mature woman like you would not be willing to listen to this kind of talk, right?" An Said clearly.

"If it's true, of course I'd like to hear it. Not every nice word is a lie, and it might be true. Besides, there's probably no woman in this world who doesn't like to hear nice love stories, but the premise is Yes, it is true."

This topic seems to be a bit heavy. It is actually not good to talk about such a heavy topic after some joy, it is a bit unpleasant.

"At least for now, I only like you, I really like you." An Ming climbed onto the bed again, hugged me in his arms, and kissed my face and mouth lightly from time to time.

I asked myself in my heart, do I like to hear such words?The answer is yes, I do like to listen to it.But if you want to say that you completely believe it, that's not necessarily the case.

"Didn't you say you like to listen? Why is your expression so serious?" An Ming asked me.

"Did you tell me because I like to hear it? If there is another woman who also likes to hear it, will you tell her too?" I asked An Ming.

"Why do you say that, the other woman, who are you referring to?" An Ming asked.

"I don't know much about your world, how do I know who she is? Well, let's not talk about it, it's boring, I'm just teasing you." I took the initiative to wrap my arms around his neck.

I really don't want to talk anymore, because I feel that there is already jealousy in my own words.I am a married person myself, what qualifications and rights do I have to be jealous of him?
According to the traditional moral view, what I am doing now is immoral in itself, and I am very clear in my heart.

After several tosses, I felt drowsy and fell asleep in An Ming's arms.

But he didn't sleep long when he was woken up by the alarm clock of his mobile phone.This is the wake-up alarm clock when I was working, I forgot to delete it.I tiptoed up and turned off the alarm clock on my mobile phone, and glanced at An Ming, and found that his eyes were closed, with long eyelashes covering his eyelids, and he seemed to be in a deep sleep.

I lay down gently, thinking that I slept too late last night, so it's better not to wake him up.

Unexpectedly, he turned over and muttered: "People who rely on an alarm clock to get up need to strengthen their willpower."

"So you weren't asleep?"

"What's the matter, of course I fell asleep. It was your alarm clock that woke me up. I was woken up when it rang the first time. You are fine. It took you a long time to get up and turn it off. It's so big Do you still use the alarm clock when you wake up?" An Ming said disdainfully.

"You don't need an alarm clock when you wake up?" I asked back.

"Of course not. I never stay in bed. I wake up at six o'clock almost every day. The difference is only 10 minutes." An Ming said.

"By the way, it's time for you to get up, you have to go to work." I said.

An Ming got up all of a sudden, and made a nervous look: "Yes, it's late." Then he stretched again, "It's a pity that I don't go to work today. I will stay with you at home today."

"I still don't want it. I have to submit my resume to find a job today. You can go to work and don't accompany me." I said.

"Oh, it's such a beautiful day, why are you talking about those things that spoil the scenery? Let's get down to business."

I have already posted it after I finished speaking, and I thought to myself that after tossing and tossing for so long last night, don't you need to recover your physical strength?Come again?
He seemed to see what I was thinking, with a smirk on his face, "I have worked so hard, you have to cook me some good dishes to make up for it later, and reward me."

Sure enough, he wasn't tired at all, and his physical condition was so good that I was sent to the cloud again.

The impact was too strong, his forehead was still covered with fine beads of sweat, his firm chest muscles were also wet, and the whole room was filled with a strong smell of lust.

The peak is finally over.We hugged and laughed.He breathed a long sigh of relief: "The spring night is bitter and the day is high, and the king will not go to court early from now on."

I touched the sweat beads on his chest muscles: "You'd better go to work, I don't want you to be so decadent because of me that you won't go to bed early."

He kissed my forehead, "I am willing to not go to court early for my beloved concubine, family affairs, state affairs and world affairs, sleeping with a beauty in my arms is a big deal! The sound of the wind and rain, the sound of reading, I only hear your panting!"

I patted him and said, "Get out of here, you've always cheated on good women, right?"

"No matter what, women from good families come to lie to me. I never lie to anyone." An Ming laughed.

"Get up and go to work. I'm going to get up and submit my resume online. I want to find a job as soon as possible. Resume my normal life."

"actually……"

I stretched out my hand to block what he didn't finish, I knew what he wanted to say, he just wanted to say, in fact, he can support me without going to work.But I will not accept this kind of life. I am already very uncertain when I am with him. If I have to rely on him to survive, then I will be even more uncertain.

A woman's economic independence is truly independent in personality.This statement is actually a little extreme. If women must have the ability to make money, then how can there be such a saying?It is also a reasonable division of labor that women are in charge of being beautiful and men are in charge of earning money to support the family.It's just that this method is not reliable for me.

I am a married woman, and youth is only a small tail for me. I don't have so much capital to take on the responsibility of being beautiful and beautiful.

An Ming has such good conditions, and there are probably a lot of beautiful young women who are willing to be responsible for him. They are genuine youth, and they can have enough time to win with beauty, but what about me?I'm afraid I can only pray to God to bless An Ming so that he won't get tired of me so quickly.

I don't know if this is an expression of inferiority, but my previous role as Baozi made me understand that fate must be in my own hands, especially for a woman who is not too young, it must be Destiny is in your hands.If I just act on the face of others, then I may fall into another trough in my life at any time.

"Well, I support your self-reliance. I know you have your dignity and pride."

I smiled wryly, "All my pride can only fly in the painting."

"You can still fly in my arms." An Ming smiled, and then said with a serious face: "Okay, I will get up and go to work now, but I still want to say, are you really unwilling to go to work in my company? We Our medical group is not the number one in Asia, but it is top-notch in China. It is just that our registration place is overseas and we are not listed on the A-share market. However, our strength is stronger than some domestic companies that have been listed, and our benefits are also in the same industry. The best of the best. We can give you the steady work you need."

I shook my head again and refused, "Thank you An Ming, you have helped me so much, let me do it myself this time. I can't live in your shelter all the time, or I will become a waste. Me too A college graduate, I was still a first-class scholarship winner back then, and I want to prove that I am not a waste."

"Then why did you work as a banker in the business hall? Why didn't you choose a more challenging job?" An Ming asked me.

I shook my head and smiled wryly. "Actually, my first job after graduation was to start a company in a certain house and sell houses as a salesperson. In fact, I sold well. The overall situation of real estate was also good at that time. With commissions, my income was even lower than in old years. It is several times higher. But Chen Nian told his mother that Fangkai Company is a private company, and it would be embarrassing to work in such a place, so he asked me to take the civil service examination, but I don’t like the civil service examination. I failed the examination several times, so I found a China Unicom's job."

An Ming nodded: "China Unicom is a state-owned enterprise, so Chen Nian and they think it's more stable and face-saving."

"Yes, as you know, I myself like a stable life, and I have been working there since then. I won't talk about what happened later." I sighed.

"Okay, then you can find a job with peace of mind. I have gone to work and have been pestering you at home, so you can't find a job with peace of mind."

There were only eggs in the kitchen, so I made a simple fried egg breakfast for An Ming and myself, and then each drank a glass of milk. Although it was simple, it was very happy.After eating, An Ming clinged to me for a while, then went downstairs and drove away.

The room suddenly became empty. I looked at the newly renovated big house and thought to myself, do I also dream of living in such a big house one day?The more I look at the style of this decoration design, the more I like it, and I like many elements in it.In it, I feel so unreal.

Sitting on the balcony in a daze for a while, I walked into the study.Because it is a new house, there are only a few books in the bookcase, and the desk and chair are all new.The notebook on the desk is also new.

After turning on the computer, the wallpaper on the desktop turned out to be a photo of An Ming. In the photo, An Ming was in military uniform, but it didn’t seem to be his country’s military uniform. It was a black military uniform without any signs that could distinguish regions and countries. Holding a gun, I don't know anything about weapons, but I figured it was either a sniper rifle or a submachine gun, otherwise it wouldn't be that long.

With a determined expression and slightly murderous eyes, this photo is really handsome.But it made my heart tremble. Isn't An Ming a doctor of medicine? How could he be dressed in military uniform, wielding knives and guns?Another thought, by the way, this must be a photo from military training.

Connected to broadband, I opened the local recruitment website and started filling out my resume.

When filling out my resume, I suddenly found that my resume was so boring. After graduating from university, I sold my house for two months, and then I have been working in China Unicom.Never changed jobs again.And the position is still a salesperson at the grassroots level.

With a bachelor's degree, he went to a third-rate university, not a prestigious one, not even a key university.Marital status: Married.Coupled with a boring resume with no bright spots, I found that I no longer have any advantages in this society.I suddenly lost my confidence. What can a person like me do?I have no special skills, no useful experience, and I don't know anything except my good-looking face, and I don't have any advantages!

It turns out that most of the stable lives are at the cost of mediocrity.Once the kind of reassuring stability passed.When facing social competition again, I found that I have fallen far behind this highly competitive society.

At the beginning, I still wanted to find a high-end job. I thought that I should at least find a job that was much better than the last job. People have to be as messy as possible. If you find a job that is worse than the last job Yes, it feels like a failure.

But I quickly found out that I was wrong. Those positions that seemed a little better to me either required a bachelor degree or above in a related major and more than three years of relevant work experience.But also to make good achievements in the industry.

I did some more research based on my own conditions, and found that the jobs I could do were just ordinary salespeople, or an ordinary back office.

So I had to lower the standard and sent more than a dozen resumes to some more down-to-earth and lower-end jobs.After I finished my work, it was already noon, I cooked noodles for myself, and stared at the computer screen waiting for news while eating.

As soon as the noodles were finished, my phone rang.My own phone was trampled by Zhang Hai, and the phone I'm using now was given to me by An Ming.He has three or four mobile phones, and he doesn't know what he does with so many mobile phones.

The number is an unfamiliar number, I guess it should be for me to go for an interview, I feel better after a while, and it is actually not that difficult to find a job.

It turned out that a health care product company called and said that they saw my resume on the Internet and thought I was a very good talent, so they asked me to go and have a look.

I have never worked in the health care product industry, so I was naturally a little hesitant, but the other party said that it doesn't matter if I haven't done it, as long as I am willing to learn, I can get started soon.He also promised that I would be a senior manager soon.

The other party was very enthusiastic, and I agreed.The dishes were not cleared away, so I went directly downstairs, took a taxi and looked for the other party's address.

The company is in a slightly dilapidated office building. This is an urban planning area. I heard that it will be demolished soon. Most of the companies have already moved out. I didn't expect this company to still be here.

Standing at the door, I was greeted by a thin man in a suit. Judging from the quality of the suit and tie, it should be very cheap.He claimed to be a supervisor and said that he saw my resume on the Internet and thought that I was a rare talent, so he wanted to have a good talk with me.

I felt a little weird in my heart, thinking that I am obviously a waste material with no advantages, but I have become a rare talent?Where does this start?

The supervisor first talked to me about a lot of ideals in life, saying that people need lofty ideals and grand goals to live, and people who have no ambitions live like walking dead.I nodded again and again, thinking that the supervisor is the supervisor, and the words alone are convincing.

Half an hour later, he introduced me to the manager, vice president, and other executives one after another. According to the supervisor, these people have been in the company for less than half a year, but they have all been promoted, and now their annual salary is more than 50. .

After the introduction, the supervisor asked me mysteriously, do I want to be promoted to senior staff soon like them?I naturally said yes without thinking.

(End of this chapter)