I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

After a busy time, the two of them walked out of the Q Yin headquarters side by side after an hour.

Looking back, the magnificent buildings are still standing under the setting sun.

The golden glow falls and reflects the sparkling waves of Cape Bay next to it.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Chen Feng raised his hand, and in his hand was a contract consisting of three pieces of paper.

The contract is light but inexplicably heavy.

Chen Feng knew that for him, this opened the door to wealth, but that was all. But for Zhong Lei, it meant that she had officially embarked on the road to reach the top 100 in the millennium.

"Do you think our song will become popular?"

While waiting for the bus, Zhong Lei asked casually.

Chen Feng wondered: "How come the dust has settled and you start worrying about gains and losses again?"

Zhong Lei shook her head, "It's not that I'm worried about gains and losses, it's just that I suddenly want to hear about your blind confidence."

"Okay, trust me, it will definitely be popular, okay?"

The two originally planned to stay in Yucheng for three days and two nights, but they did not expect to finish their work the next day.

After checking out of the hotel and changing their air tickets, the two of them rushed back to Hanzhou that night.

After arriving home, Chen Feng finally felt at ease.

488 per night in Yucheng is really too expensive. Even though Chen Feng is no longer so short of money, he still feels panicked.

Scared of poverty.

Early the next morning, Chen Feng got up early to wash up, and then went out for a morning run.

The matter of "Boring" is settled, just waiting for the official release next week to bear fruit.

His next focus is to finalize the two songs "Deep at Night" and "Boring" as soon as possible. He must not let Zhong Lei write them by himself.

Anyway, the company's forced sick leave was three days, and with two days left, Chen Feng was going to go out and hide from the limelight instead of going home.

He just wanted to hide from Zhong Lei, pretend to go out to collect music for inspiration, and when he came back, he would just sing a new song to show his face, without giving her a chance to communicate with him at all.

What if Zhong Lei suddenly knocked on his door and said, "I have also started writing songs. Here is a melody for you to listen to."

Wouldn't that be a tragedy?

There was nowhere else to go, and it was inconvenient to go home, so he simply found an Internet cafe near Weston's apartment and asked for a private room.

In the next two days, in addition to going out to find a hotel to sleep, he was planning to stay in an Internet cafe for a long time.

He plans to continue to supplement the basic knowledge related to creation, especially the skills of electronic arrangement.

It’s better to have more skills than to overwhelm yourself. It’s always good to have more knowledge.

Unexpectedly, after nine o'clock that night, Chen Feng got up and walked out of the private room, preparing to go to the hotel, when he bumped into a few acquaintances walking from the aisle of the Internet cafe.

By the time he wanted to hide, it was already too late.

"Eh? Chen Feng, didn't you ask for sick leave?"

A young man in his mid-twenties with glasses looked at him with amusement on his face, "I'm sick and still want to come to the Internet cafe to play games. It's really a slight injury and I can't get out of the line of fire."

Chen Feng frowned.

What a bad luck, how could I bump into this guy?

This young man with glasses is named Zhou Yunbo, and he is Chen Feng’s colleague in the company called Ke Lai Apartment.

The two have always been at odds with each other and dislike each other.

The few people following Zhou Yunbo were also friends of his group.

Since we bumped into each other at the Internet cafe, I don't think I'll be gossiped about by Zhou Yunbo in the company.

"none of your business."

They all had Liangzi anyway, so Chen Feng didn't bother to waste words with the other party. He just cursed and walked past him, and left without looking back.

After walking out of the door, he shrugged and took a few breaths on the ground next to him, "Bad luck."

Early the next morning, he was called to the company by his direct leader Linde.

"Didn't you ask for sick leave? Why did Zhou Yunbo meet you in the Internet cafe last night?"

In the office of the regional manager of the High-tech Zone, Linde said with a sullen face and angrily.

The air pressure in the office seemed to be very low.

Zhou Yunbo was Linde's confidant, and the two of them were basically in the same league. Chen Feng was not surprised at all by his current situation.

After working in this company for more than half a year, Chen Feng had already understood these things clearly.

This is also the reason why he has not had a chance to be promoted.

No one can get promoted if the immediate superior keeps pressing him to death.

Chen Feng had no intention of hanging himself from this tree.

Long before he started dreaming, he had never stopped sending out resumes and wanted to change jobs.

He also interviewed many times, but the results were not satisfactory. The employee welfare housing in Ke Lai Apartment was too advantageous, so he was hesitant to make up his mind to leave his job voluntarily.

"I'll go to the Internet cafe to find out how to get better faster."

Chen Feng is usually a very honest person, but in this company he started to lie, his face not changing, his heart not beating.

Even if the lie is funny and no normal person would believe it, it doesn't matter.

Linde slapped the table and said, "Nonsense! You just went to play games! This is not called sick leave, but unexcused absence from work!"

Chen Feng spread his fingers and said, "Manager Lin, I still have seven days of annual leave this year, and I haven't used any of it. Also, you said I played games, did you see it with your naked eyes? Did Zhou Yunbo take the video?"

He was determined not to admit it until death.

Linde had nothing to do with him.

"The cash rent you collected from the tenants two days ago, why hasn't it been deposited into the company account yet?"

When one plan failed, another one was used, and Linde turned to attack from another angle.

Chen Feng was not panicked.

Fifty thousand yuan was split between him and Zhong Lei Sanqi, and now he still has more than thirty thousand yuan in his bank card.

"Before I went to the Internet cafe yesterday, I went to the ATM machine to deposit cash into my card. I transferred the money last night and it will arrive at noon today at the latest. According to the company's regulations, this is not overdue, right?"

This workplace environment is so dangerous, but Chen Feng can still live happily, of course, it does not depend on luck.

As a fast-paced veteran, Chen Feng would certainly make these preparations thoroughly and thoroughly.

Seeing that there was nothing he could do, Linde just waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go out first. You'd better take your work seriously when you come back. I've noticed your state in the past two months."

Chen Feng asked, "Have any tenants complained about me?"

The subtext is, I haven't been complained, so what are you doing?

Linde:…

"get out!"

Chen Feng shrugged, "I'm still on vacation today, Manager Lin. If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

"you……"

Linde's fingers were hanging in the air, but Chen Feng had already left.

This gangster really doesn't give any face, and refuses to take any verbal losses.

After waiting for a few minutes, Zhou Yunbo walked into Linde's office with his head in the air.

"Boss, what did he say?"

Lin De glared at Zhou Yunbo angrily, "Next time, don't report anything to me. If you really want to punish him, you'd better get solid evidence. Get out!"

Zhou Yunbote felt aggrieved, "When I met him, he had already shut down his phone, and there was nothing I could do."

Linde nodded, "Forget it, this bastard, I'll think about it carefully, I don't believe I can't cure him."

When Chen Feng passed by the company's office lobby, he was stopped by someone from behind.

"Brother Feng, why did Fatty Lin ask you to go to his office just now?"

The visitor's name is Tang Shuang, a cute and well-behaved girl who joined the company at about the same time as Chen Feng.

I don’t know whether it’s because of the close age or the close time of joining the company, but Tang Shuang likes to greet Chen Feng very much.

Chen Feng seriously suspected that Zhou Yunbo hated him so much, most likely because of Tang Shuang.

Obviously there is nothing wrong between the two of them, but the villain is jealous.

It is said that beauty brings disaster, but the ancients did not deceive me.

Chen Feng pouted, "Nothing, I just discussed the philosophy of life with Fatty Lin."

"Hehe, Brother Feng, you are so fun." Tang Shuang blinked, "Are you free tonight? I really want to watch "Iron Man 3", but I'm a little scared to be alone."

Chen Feng shook his head decisively, "No, I still have something to do."

He's really in trouble.

When I go back tonight, I will show "Deep Night" and "Boring" to Zhong Lei.

The situation in the company is getting more and more difficult now, and there is no telling when I will pack up and leave.

It is serious to strengthen yourself as soon as possible and become rich.