Li Wanfeng glanced at Ouyang Fan, regardless of whether he was listening or not, and then he suffused a bottle of Jiang Xiaobai in one go and opened the conversation:

"I, Li Wanfeng, the former professional master Xirennuan, was trapped by the club I worked diligently for five years because I wanted to transfer and get a higher annual salary. I falsely accused me of playing counterfeit games and asked me to compensate for the liquidated damages."

"Do you know how much the penalty for liquidated contract? Haha, 30 million, 30 million!"

"I have lost all my career savings and the savings left by my parents in the past five years, but I still have two million left."

"In another half a month, I can't afford these two million, and even the last three-story old residential building will no longer belong to our brother and sister."

When Li Wanfeng talked about these encounters, he actually had a slightly crazy smile on his lips. After drinking a few sips of wine, his tone became more and more floating:

"Do you think I've never been afraid? You definitely don't believe it when you say it. I knelt down and begged that person, haha, I really knelt down and begged that person."

Gudong Gudong, and a few more mouthfuls of whiteness.

"Do you know what I was thinking about lying on the ground at that time? I was wondering how good it would be if he let me eat shit and let me go, and I would definitely go and eat it."

"Haha, he didn't even give me the chance to eat shit, woo, he didn't even give me the chance to eat shit."

Li Wanfeng started crying like a child as he spoke.

Ouyang Fan listened to these words without saying a word, and couldn't help but feel a little touched in his heart. The man in front of him, Aoru actually had a more tragic past than him.

No wonder he wants to drink it in vain. Perhaps these words can only be said from his proud mouth after being drunk.

Thinking of this, Ouyang Fan simply couldn't bear it anymore. He poured himself a cup of white and stuffed himself with the dishes on the table and said:

"I admire you very much for not giving up even after experiencing such pain, but I can't do it. I want to work honestly in the future to pay off the 30,000 yuan I owe now."

Li Wanfeng, who was completely drunk, looked at him jokingly and said, "How long will you do it for 30,000 yuan?"

"Probably... it's half a year." Ouyang Fan stammered for a while and was defeated under Li Wanfeng's gaze. "Okay, it's more than half a year."

Li Wanfeng smiled contemptuously and said, "Do the most tiring work and make the least money. Ouyang Fan, Ouyang Fan, are you really willing to be ordinary all your life?"

"Didn't you ever think about fighting for anyone in your life?"

Ouyang Fan was stunned when he heard this, and an old face passed through his mind. The man who once cut one of his ribs with tears was also the same man who asked people to help him pay back the huge debts owed by the online gambling.

In the haze, there was a beautiful figure emerging in front of my eyes, as if I really fell in love with that girl.

But he turned around and left from the overpass with inferiority a few hours ago...

Afterwards, Ouyang Fan had no impression of it. He only remembered that the wine bottle on the ground almost filled the room, and in the end it seemed that someone had helped him into the room. He vaguely remembered that the body that was holding him was very soft.

The next day, I woke up from the doghouse and found it was three o'clock in the afternoon. I didn't catch up with work time again, and my face was sore. I don't know if I was drunk last night and fell to the point where I was injured.

There were more than ten missed calls on the phone, all of which were called by the teaching director Liang Mingjing. Maybe this time I would be scolded very badly.

But it seemed that Ouyang Fan did not call to beg for mercy like his grandson this time, but instead lit a cigarette and shook his legs on the bed.

After squinting his eyes and enjoying the cigarette, Ouyang Fan was not in a hurry to rush to the company. Instead, he washed up for the first time, washed the bird's nest, and fiddled with it in the mirror. Although he had dark circles in the mirror, he was not ugly, haha.

He chose the best outfit he thought he was looking for, a plaid T-shirt with ripped jeans, and then stepped on a pair of 70% new canvas shoes. He usually didn't dare to wear this outfit when he changed it to the company. After all, he was not serious and did not match the profession of a cram school teacher.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when I arrived at the company slowly, which was one and a half hours later than the 2:30 working hours.

To be honest, Ouyang Fan's work attitude would have been fired long ago, but the low salary paid by Ouyang Fan's tutoring institution that Ouyang Fan's job caused the so-called teachers who just graduated from college and couldn't find a job before they came to settle down, and most of them would resign within one year.

Ouyang Fan is an old employee at least, and his teaching level is not bad. Therefore, although he is often suppressed, he has not been fired yet.

It seems that this institution has not yet speculated on employees, only employees can't stay and choose to resign themselves...

Teaching director Liang Mingjing was waiting for him on the sofa in the hall, holding the latest Apple tablet in his hand and playing, but he didn't get angry because according to past experience Ouyang Fan would go to beg him like a grandson, and he enjoyed this feeling.

Liang Mingjing had already thought about how to pretend to be a comparison line, but he had not seen Ouyang Fan come to pay his respects for a long time. When he looked up, Ouyang Fan actually went to see him and went straight into the office of Lin Xuan, the director of the campus.

"Stinky silk, let's see how I deal with you later."

In Lin Xuan's office, Ouyang Fan didn't say hello, and patted a watch on the table and said coolly: "Sir, please sign your name."

This is the resignation application form he just asked for from the front desk. Yes, Ouyang Fan is planning to resign!

Haven't you ever thought about fighting for someone in your life?

This was his decision after being brainwashed by Xirennuan's words last night.

If you don’t play games, you have to not go offline all day and night to play. How can you delay such a mundane thing as going to work?

Lin Xuan looked indifferently at the resignation application form on the table, and did not speak up to keep him. She wanted the vulgar man who had touched her butt in front of her and wanted him to leave.

He was about to sign an autograph to let Ouyang Fan get out, but suddenly he found that Ouyang Fan, who had "tied up" today, seemed familiar.

Lin Xuan's beautiful eyes were slightly startled, and then gradually became perverted, but she soon covered up her well, and the signature pen in her hand was also paused.

"Ahem, this... Originally, resigning was the freedom of your employees, but our education industry is different. Think about your students, what should they do if you leave?"

"This way, you can change to a part-time job. Except for students coming to class on weekends, you don't have to come to the company for the rest of the time, which is also convenient for you to play games. If the class time is paid, part-time jobs will be 50 yuan per hour. What do you think?"
Chapter completed!