[Please stick to the scientific method to guide your reading. The society in this article is purely the author's hysterical fiction]
After graduating from Tiankeng, Wan Zheng naturally lost his job. As a second-generation ancestor who is unlearned and has no skills, he can only go home and inherit the family property.
The consulting company at home is good at everything, including five insurances, one fund and air conditioning, but it is not suitable for survival in society. Wan Zheng declined the dinner invitation from his enthusiastic colleagues and sneezed continuously in the arms of everyone. He rolled his eyes on the spot and grabbed the floor with his head.
Fainting with blood and needles is common, but this person actually fainted.
What's even more unfortunate is that he also has a pair of vision eyes that rely on photovoltaic power generation. The light pollution from skyscrapers gives him a splitting headache, and his dreams are filled with white shadows wailing.
Waking up in the hospital bed, Wan Zheng immediately decided to change jobs. He looked through the old files and found that he actually had a half-dead small workshop under his name. The air in the deep mountains and forests was fresh, and there was no one visitor for a year.
So good!
The small workshop does not have air conditioning because of the "breeze" passing through it every day.
No one comes to the small workshop because visitors don't touch the ground.
The small workshop is good, and the good thing is that it includes distribution objects!
In the middle of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, the mountain gate opens and "King Yong" goes out in person to patrol.
Gu Jiuyu, who was forced to work by the attendance system, walked into a house by familiar means and pulled out a mobile phone from the wall tiles. He was planning to fish for enough working hours, but he never thought that there was a figure lying on the couch, with a golden bell on his wrist, which was clearly the marriage seal that "Deng Zha" told him!
Their eyes met, Wan Zheng immediately drew his sword, and Gu Jiuyi fled in despair.
Living in the mountains has great scenery, no headaches and no blurry eyesight. Wan Zheng has rekindled his enthusiasm for entrepreneurship. Gandharva's patented aromatherapy candles are in short supply. Shiva's blend of melatonin to cure insomnia has been well received. Environmentally friendly electronic candles are sold at home and abroad. The industrial chain continues to grow, and it has gradually become a national brand well-known among the people in Kuhai. Every soul passing by wants to drink a glass of the festival's limited-edition osmanthus wine, and the fairies and monsters want to grab a 20% off VIP ticket.
This is a legend in the world, Wan Yintang, there is a vvip who sees the dragon but never sees the end, he can buy things and stay in hotels for free!
The loyal patrons speculated for a long time and concluded: "It must be Boss Wan's pretty boy!"
In the middle of July of another year, Gu Jiuyi knelt down on one knee, pulled out a crumpled paper flower from his trouser pocket, and said rather shyly: "I have a car and a house, but it's underground."
"It's good underground," Wan Zheng replied very seriously, "It's ventilated and cool and there's no one there."
Life and death, meet again at night;
If we live together in the underworld, we will live together in happiness and wealth.
Food guide:
1. Please adhere to the guidance of scientific thinking. This article is purely nonsense by the author. Compared with materialistic science, it is pure hysteria. It is just for your amusement.
2. Tiankeng professionals should strive for self-improvement, but the guide in this article cannot be regarded as a realistic guide. It would only be applicable in another world.
3. The beautiful, strong, miserable, and cold-faced guy vs. The love of making money and the psychological fear of society.
4. Thank you for reading. If you have a chance, you will. If not, don't lift the table. Stay calm and happy reading.
Intention: Amidst the mountains and seas of suffering, you can be a candle in the palm of your hand
