I looked up in surprise and saw this guy who was ten centimeters taller than me. He had a tall figure, a handsome face, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses that were highly praised in fashion magazines in Paris, France.
It makes him look very cultivated and knowledgeable.
Murong Ruobing stood up a little surprised: "Hi, Mr. Yang, long time no see!"
The rich and handsome man, who was called Mr. Yang, politely asked: "Is it okay?"
Murong Ruobing reacted in time, looked at me, and said, "I'm with my friends..."
I knew she was doing it because of me, so I found a comfortable position and leaned on the back of the chair and said nonchalantly: "It's okay! Sit down! I don't mind!"
Murong Ruobing looked a little surprised and surprised, but also a little embarrassed, and quickly introduced: "Lin San, this is the young president of Yang's enterprise, Mr. Yang Guofeng Yang! Mr. Yang, this is my high school classmate... Lin
Mountain!"
Yang Guofeng still politely put his left hand on his abdomen and stretched out his right hand: "Hello! Mr. Lin!"
I didn’t stand up either, I was still sitting there. Since we are all vulgar people anyway, I might as well forget about being vulgar. I stretched my hand but instead of shaking hands with him, I made a gesture of invitation: “Please sit down!
"
Yang Guofeng was a little embarrassed for a moment, but he still knew how to find the stairs by himself. His outstretched hand easily rested on the chair and gently pulled it out. These actions were done in one go and there was no violation at all.
feel.
He is also a master of the generation.
Murong Ruobing, on the other hand, glanced at me awkwardly and frowned slightly. She probably thought that Mr. Yang was a big customer of their company, so she seemed very concerned and nervous.
After Yang Guofeng looked me up and down, he asked with a smile: "I wonder where Mr. Lin is employed?"
I looked at Murong Ruobing, and she shook her head imperceptibly. I simply leaned back again, this position was more comfortable, and I just had to lift my feet to the table and pick my teeth with a toothpick.
I chuckled, it’s okay not to say I’m a professional gamer, just another way of saying it, so I said: “Vagrant! I’m working as a thug for the time being!”
"Thug?" Yang Guofeng was obviously a little surprised, but after looking at my clothes and my sitting posture, he probably understood.
I leaned over and said, "Thugs, do you understand? Someone who is bullied calls a group of brothers to come over and get the situation back!" What I said was somewhat of a gangster nature.
So Murong Ruobing glared at me very unhappily, probably about to explode with anger.
I originally thought that after a few years, she might be able to understand me, but I found that we understood each other less and less, or that the paths we took were getting farther and farther.
Why can't she and Xiyan accept a professional gamer? Are professional gamers really so bad that people look down upon them?
Hasn't it been updated now? The above mentioned economic effects of this area are all valued, and the so-called virtual industry should be focused on development? But why is the social status of professional gamers still so low? They are considered to be the only ones with nothing to do**
Silk is something only poor people play with.
Although judging from the support of the consortium behind the major guilds, many far-sighted entrepreneurs have set their sights on this emerging virtual industry chain, but they are only a minority after all.
Most people, like Murong Ruobing, think that playing games is a boring way to kill time.
Yang Guofeng chuckled, "That's very hard, right?"
"Actually, it's not very hard. Six thousand yuan a month, including food and accommodation, is much better than today's white-collar workers!" I said enthusiastically, six thousand yuan, it shouldn't be too much.
In an era when college students were rampant, there were people willing to work for just 1,500 yuan, let alone my salary of 6,000 yuan.
"It's just that I'm a little busy sometimes, typing here and there, I'm tired!" I said pitifully.
In comparison, I believe it might be better if you were a professional player.
As expected, Murong Ruobing couldn't sit still and said: "Don't brag, he is just a professional gamer now! If there are any vacancies in Mr. Yang's company, please take care of him!"
Before I said anything, she started to make plans for me on her own initiative again.
Yang Guofeng looked at Murong Ruobing in surprise, and then said with a smile: "Professional gamer? The whole profession is very popular now. I heard that it is as popular as football stars!"
I smiled a little sheepishly, "It's just a casual meal!"
Yang Guofeng was even more surprised and said: "Can you support your family by playing games now? I just read the newspaper two days ago and said that a professional gamer got stomach cancer because he could only eat instant noodles for a long time. He died in a rental house not long ago.
, no one knows!”
"Why is Mr. Yang also interested in such tidbits of news?" I couldn't help but glance at him.
Don’t think that I don’t know that you did it on purpose. With his identity, he definitely saw this kind of news accidentally, and he only mentioned it on this occasion to suppress me. In fact, the guy who ate instant noodles for a long time got stomach cancer.
, did not die, but was under observation in the hospital because the symptoms of gastric cancer were relieved. There is also a speculation that long-term use of weak electrical stimulation of game helmets to stimulate nerves will be beneficial to brain development. Although it is a bit nonsense, it can also be explained.
The reason why he didn't die from stomach cancer in such a young age.
Murong Ruobing was also shocked when she heard this and said hurriedly: "Lin San, stop playing and find a job! It's better than playing games like this and not having enough to eat every three days, right?"
I was speechless. She was really a layman. She actually imagined me to be down and out. Then she must not believe that I still have a basic salary of 6,000 yuan, not to mention that I made the first pot of gold in my life through gaming.
"Actually, I haven't eaten instant noodles for a long time!" I said weakly.
I wonder if they thought I was too poor to even afford instant noodles!
Yang Guofeng smiled perfunctorily. It could be seen that he had figured out my background and didn't like me at all, so he said: "Let's do it! You go to my company to find me next Monday! Human Resources
The manager just had a phone call with me and said that our warehouse manager Lao Wang is leaving today and you can replace him! The monthly salary is only 3,000!"
You must know that the salary of a warehouse keeper cannot be that high, it is only one or two thousand at most. He is deliberately trying to sell face in front of Murong Ruobing.
Murong Ruobing's face suddenly showed a trace of gratitude and said: "Why don't you thank Mr. Yang quickly?"
I was dizzy. I looked like my mother. I said with a smile: "Actually, I'm pretty good now. I really don't need it! I don't lack that little money!" What I said was the truth, but some people just didn't.
believe.
Murong Ruobing became angry when he heard this, "Lin Zhishan, how could you do this? You are almost twenty-seven, and you are still idle and doing nothing. Haven't you ever thought that one day you will get married? Have you not?
Haven’t you planned your future life well?”
I think she took the matter a bit seriously, "I do!"
"What do you have? Is your life plan just to play games?" Murong Ruobing really didn't hide it in front of Yang Guofeng and shouted. It can be seen that she actually cares about me, just like my mother.
If my mother knew that I was still playing games carelessly, wouldn't she whip me with a chair leg?
"Yes!" I said matter-of-factly, "What's wrong with playing games?"
