Lin Chen knelt in the cold rainstorm, soaked to the skin, and the blood on his forehead was dripping down mixed with the rain.
"A poor man deserves to chase me? You are not even qualified to carry my shoes!"
Ex-girlfriend Liu Qian held the arm of the rich second generation, and her high heels crushed the back of his hand hard.
Former supervisor Wang Hao put his hands on his hips and spat: "Trash, you were fired because of this!"
The surroundings were surrounded by colleagues watching the fun, pointing and pointing, like looking at a lost dog.
At the moment when Lin Chen's heart was about to freeze -
[Ding! The global sign-in Shenhao system is officially bound to the host Lin Chen!
