Chapter 36
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Chi Yu De Pi Pi Sha
Chapter 36
Zhang Le smiled: "Xiaojie is obedient, go back with your father first, and brother will come to play with you when he is free."
"Really?" Long Qianjie looked at Zhang Le pitifully.
"Of course it's true. Can my brother lie to you? It's already late, so you should go back with your father first, and I will definitely look for you." Zhang Le said.
Long Biao suddenly asked Zhang Le: "What's your name?"
"My name is Zhang Le." After Zhang Le answered, he was about to leave, but was stopped by Long Biao's men.
Zhang Le turned around slowly, looked at Long Biao with a bad expression: "Mr. Long, what do you mean?"
"If you don't mind, can we talk about it?" Long Biao glanced at his son, and then said to Zhang Le: "If it's convenient for you, you can go back with us! To be honest, Xiaojie has been with him since he was a child. I don't have any friends, it's rare that he likes you so much!"
"Sorry!" Zhang Le said lightly, "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first!"
"I can give you money!" Long Biao raised his voice: "You can make a price... Or, what job do you have now, and how much is the salary? I can pay you double... no, triple! If you are not satisfied, You can make an offer directly!
You come to work in my company!The work is very simple, you don't need to do anything else, just stay with Xiaojie and be friends with him! "
What's so strange?Zhang Le was speechless, and as for Long Biao's conditions, he was even more dumbfounded.
So, he smiled: "I'm afraid you can't afford my price, Mr. Long."
Long Biao's expression changed on the spot, and several of his subordinates also became furious: "You brat dare to talk to Brother Long like that, I think you don't want to mess around!"
Looking at Zhang Le, Long Biao asked coldly, "Can't you afford it? Boy, you are really serious. Do you know who I am?"
"Of course I know who you are." Zhang Le said lightly: "I'm afraid there are not many people in Fujiang City who don't know your name, Long Biao."
Long Biao's face sank: "Since you know, you still dare to talk to me like this?"
Zhang Le asked back: "Then do you know who I am?"
"Who are you?" Long Biao's subordinates said disdainfully.
Long Biao frowned again, he had never heard of the name Zhang Le, it seemed that he was not a great person, but if he had no background, would he still be so calm when he heard his name?
Not to mention such an unknown little person, those big and famous people in Fujiang City trembled when they heard his name.
What did Zhang Le mean by such a nonchalant look? Did he feel that he didn't dare to touch him, or did he know that he really couldn't touch him.
"Oh." Long Biao stopped his angry subordinates and asked Zhang Le: "Then tell me, who are you? Why do you think I can't afford the price you want?"
Zhang Le smiled, lowered his voice and said, "Because I'm really not short of money."
"Is there no shortage of money?" Long Biao was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter: "Haha, there is no shortage of money! Young man, how dare you say that! Then I will give you 100 million a month, how about it?"
Zhang Le sighed: "Mr. Long, I just spent a few hundred million today, do you think I will be short of one million a month?"
Long Biao was choked immediately, and looked at Zhang Le with a strange expression: "How much do you think you spent today? Boy, are you entertaining me?"
"Mr. Long, you are the one who amuses me." Zhang Le shook his head: "You said you want to find friends for Xiaojie, someone to accompany him? Do you want me to be his friend or his employee? Huh? A friend bought with money? Is that considered a friend?"
Long Biao froze there.
Zhang Le said again: "Mr. Long, why do you think Xiaojie has no friends? Why is no one willing to play with him? Do you think it is possible for him to make friends with a father like you?"
"This..." Long Biao was really at a loss for words.
Zhang Le continued: "Mr. Long, I understand that you want to protect Xiaojie, but in fact Xiaojie is not stupid, he doesn't need your overprotection, do you understand?"
Long Biao looked at Zhang Le, was silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "Well, you seem to have convinced me! In this case, Mr. Zhang, I will not stop you! But, if you have time, remember to hit me Call, otherwise, I will find you! I don't want you to deceive Xiaojie."
Zhang Le also laughed: "I will not deceive a child."
This Long Biao can be regarded as a character, and Zhang Le has heard a lot about him, but he never imagined that such a cold-blooded and ruthless person who was rumored to have a tender side, really can't fully listen to the rumors .
After leaving the emergency room, Zhang Le went directly to Fan Zhenxiang's wife's ward. In the corridor, he ran into the nurse on duty, asked about the situation, and went directly to the ward.
The other two beds in the ward were empty, and the only patient lying on the bed was probably Fan Zhenxiang's wife, but at this time, she was already asleep.
This woman who is only 40 years old looks much older than her actual age. It can be seen that their life is indeed not good. It is unexpected that they have such a disease. It can be seen that sometimes there is no fairness in this world. .
Zhang Le opened the system page, clicked on a wishing card, and silently made a wish, hoping that her illness would recover soon.
The wishing card disappeared.
Seeing that the wish was successful as prompted by the system, Zhang Le secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and then left the hospital.
After tossing around for most of the night, Zhang Le fell asleep when he returned to the dormitory. When he woke up the next morning and saw the sun outside the window, Zhang Le suddenly woke up and realized that he had overslept.
Damn it, damn it!Zhang Le slapped his forehead violently, rinsed it indiscriminately, and hurried out again.
On the phone, there were still several messages of confidence sent to him by An Lulu. This girl was still thinking about the interview, and she might have thought that he had let her go.
"Lulu, are you there? I'm sorry, I overslept." Zhang Le hurriedly knocked on the door when he got downstairs.
"Senior." An Lulu ran to open the door, and was surprised and happy to see Zhang Le: "Senior, I thought you forgot."
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I forgot but I didn't forget, it's just that I've been too busy these two days!" After Zhang Le finished speaking, he found that An Lulu seemed to have dressed up a little, and hurriedly asked: "What else do you need to prepare?" huh? Let's go without us."
"No more." After An Lulu finished speaking, she looked back at Zhang Qian who was sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone, and asked hesitantly, "Senior, can Qianqian go with us?"
Without waiting for Zhang Le to answer, Zhang Qian said directly: "No need! I won't go. I wish you a good job!"
Are you kidding me, go to the interview?
Zhang Qian was really convinced by An Lulu. She told her not to go and she still went anyway. She didn't listen to her, and she didn't know what was going on in her mind?
Zhang Le is only a reporter himself, what good job can he introduce to them?
(End of this chapter)
Zhang Le smiled: "Xiaojie is obedient, go back with your father first, and brother will come to play with you when he is free."
"Really?" Long Qianjie looked at Zhang Le pitifully.
"Of course it's true. Can my brother lie to you? It's already late, so you should go back with your father first, and I will definitely look for you." Zhang Le said.
Long Biao suddenly asked Zhang Le: "What's your name?"
"My name is Zhang Le." After Zhang Le answered, he was about to leave, but was stopped by Long Biao's men.
Zhang Le turned around slowly, looked at Long Biao with a bad expression: "Mr. Long, what do you mean?"
"If you don't mind, can we talk about it?" Long Biao glanced at his son, and then said to Zhang Le: "If it's convenient for you, you can go back with us! To be honest, Xiaojie has been with him since he was a child. I don't have any friends, it's rare that he likes you so much!"
"Sorry!" Zhang Le said lightly, "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first!"
"I can give you money!" Long Biao raised his voice: "You can make a price... Or, what job do you have now, and how much is the salary? I can pay you double... no, triple! If you are not satisfied, You can make an offer directly!
You come to work in my company!The work is very simple, you don't need to do anything else, just stay with Xiaojie and be friends with him! "
What's so strange?Zhang Le was speechless, and as for Long Biao's conditions, he was even more dumbfounded.
So, he smiled: "I'm afraid you can't afford my price, Mr. Long."
Long Biao's expression changed on the spot, and several of his subordinates also became furious: "You brat dare to talk to Brother Long like that, I think you don't want to mess around!"
Looking at Zhang Le, Long Biao asked coldly, "Can't you afford it? Boy, you are really serious. Do you know who I am?"
"Of course I know who you are." Zhang Le said lightly: "I'm afraid there are not many people in Fujiang City who don't know your name, Long Biao."
Long Biao's face sank: "Since you know, you still dare to talk to me like this?"
Zhang Le asked back: "Then do you know who I am?"
"Who are you?" Long Biao's subordinates said disdainfully.
Long Biao frowned again, he had never heard of the name Zhang Le, it seemed that he was not a great person, but if he had no background, would he still be so calm when he heard his name?
Not to mention such an unknown little person, those big and famous people in Fujiang City trembled when they heard his name.
What did Zhang Le mean by such a nonchalant look? Did he feel that he didn't dare to touch him, or did he know that he really couldn't touch him.
"Oh." Long Biao stopped his angry subordinates and asked Zhang Le: "Then tell me, who are you? Why do you think I can't afford the price you want?"
Zhang Le smiled, lowered his voice and said, "Because I'm really not short of money."
"Is there no shortage of money?" Long Biao was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter: "Haha, there is no shortage of money! Young man, how dare you say that! Then I will give you 100 million a month, how about it?"
Zhang Le sighed: "Mr. Long, I just spent a few hundred million today, do you think I will be short of one million a month?"
Long Biao was choked immediately, and looked at Zhang Le with a strange expression: "How much do you think you spent today? Boy, are you entertaining me?"
"Mr. Long, you are the one who amuses me." Zhang Le shook his head: "You said you want to find friends for Xiaojie, someone to accompany him? Do you want me to be his friend or his employee? Huh? A friend bought with money? Is that considered a friend?"
Long Biao froze there.
Zhang Le said again: "Mr. Long, why do you think Xiaojie has no friends? Why is no one willing to play with him? Do you think it is possible for him to make friends with a father like you?"
"This..." Long Biao was really at a loss for words.
Zhang Le continued: "Mr. Long, I understand that you want to protect Xiaojie, but in fact Xiaojie is not stupid, he doesn't need your overprotection, do you understand?"
Long Biao looked at Zhang Le, was silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "Well, you seem to have convinced me! In this case, Mr. Zhang, I will not stop you! But, if you have time, remember to hit me Call, otherwise, I will find you! I don't want you to deceive Xiaojie."
Zhang Le also laughed: "I will not deceive a child."
This Long Biao can be regarded as a character, and Zhang Le has heard a lot about him, but he never imagined that such a cold-blooded and ruthless person who was rumored to have a tender side, really can't fully listen to the rumors .
After leaving the emergency room, Zhang Le went directly to Fan Zhenxiang's wife's ward. In the corridor, he ran into the nurse on duty, asked about the situation, and went directly to the ward.
The other two beds in the ward were empty, and the only patient lying on the bed was probably Fan Zhenxiang's wife, but at this time, she was already asleep.
This woman who is only 40 years old looks much older than her actual age. It can be seen that their life is indeed not good. It is unexpected that they have such a disease. It can be seen that sometimes there is no fairness in this world. .
Zhang Le opened the system page, clicked on a wishing card, and silently made a wish, hoping that her illness would recover soon.
The wishing card disappeared.
Seeing that the wish was successful as prompted by the system, Zhang Le secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and then left the hospital.
After tossing around for most of the night, Zhang Le fell asleep when he returned to the dormitory. When he woke up the next morning and saw the sun outside the window, Zhang Le suddenly woke up and realized that he had overslept.
Damn it, damn it!Zhang Le slapped his forehead violently, rinsed it indiscriminately, and hurried out again.
On the phone, there were still several messages of confidence sent to him by An Lulu. This girl was still thinking about the interview, and she might have thought that he had let her go.
"Lulu, are you there? I'm sorry, I overslept." Zhang Le hurriedly knocked on the door when he got downstairs.
"Senior." An Lulu ran to open the door, and was surprised and happy to see Zhang Le: "Senior, I thought you forgot."
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I forgot but I didn't forget, it's just that I've been too busy these two days!" After Zhang Le finished speaking, he found that An Lulu seemed to have dressed up a little, and hurriedly asked: "What else do you need to prepare?" huh? Let's go without us."
"No more." After An Lulu finished speaking, she looked back at Zhang Qian who was sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone, and asked hesitantly, "Senior, can Qianqian go with us?"
Without waiting for Zhang Le to answer, Zhang Qian said directly: "No need! I won't go. I wish you a good job!"
Are you kidding me, go to the interview?
Zhang Qian was really convinced by An Lulu. She told her not to go and she still went anyway. She didn't listen to her, and she didn't know what was going on in her mind?
Zhang Le is only a reporter himself, what good job can he introduce to them?
(End of this chapter)
