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Nearing graduation from university, internship became a major event for every student. Those with good results would naturally be able to get good jobs, but for people like Zhang Le, they could only pray that Old Heaven would open his eyes.

However, with his average results and his ordinary performance, as well as the fact that he had contradicted the teacher, which was a foreign affair, the possibility of him being allocated a good place was close to zero.

"Le Zi, don't worry, we will just stay here for the time being, it will be fine wherever we go, but if we make do with it for a while, we will have our graduation certificate and everything will be fine!" Chen Fan, who had a rooster head, hooked his arm around Zhang Le's shoulders and said.

"Scram, you old man. Those chants, those chants, they are not joyful chants, don't call me Le Zi!" Zhang Le pushed him away with a slap, and said angrily.

"You are so boring!" Don't I agree with you calling me Rooster? What's wrong with me calling you Le Zi! " Chen Fan said with a shy face.

Seeing that Zhang Le did not make a sound and still maintained his composure, Chen Fan snorted, patting Zhang Le on the shoulder and said: "Le Zi, are you truly affected by the old fellow's words?"

Indeed, ever since Zhang Le heard his own teacher's speech and came out of the classroom, he had never once smiled.

"Are you alright? You're not afraid the internship job isn't good, are you? " Chen Fan asked.

"I'm scared of a chicken. I was just worried that old man was scheming against me. Who doesn't know that this bastard has always been at odds with me? He always hates me for blocking his path of wealth!" Zhang Le shrugged and said helplessly.

"That's true. During the period of time before the exam, he had targeted quite a few people. After getting stirred up by you, he wasn't able to earn a single cent." Chen Fan sighed.

Speaking of Zhang Le and her teacher's conflict, it was actually purely a small matter. That teacher usually had bad intentions during class and only talked about seventy to eighty percent of the content.

In addition, Zhang Le and the others were studying business, so the lessons were rather difficult. Their class did not perform well at all. If one were to take the examination, there would be very few who passed.

Thus, that dignified old teacher began his earning career. For a while before the exam, he told the students in his class that he could start a tutorial class, but that he would have to pay a thousand yuan in tuition fees.

At that time, Zhang Le's mind rushed, he stood up and righteously said to the teacher, 'Isn't it perfectly justified for teachers to teach students?' Why did he have to charge tuition? When Zhang Le opened his mouth, everyone in the class started to discuss.

Seeing that the situation was losing control, the old teacher quickly followed Zhang Le's words. In the end, the old fellow didn't receive any money, and even wasted two months of his free time. Because of this, Zhang Le's enmity with him was finally resolved.

"It's said that the neighboring companies are already preparing to come to the school to investigate. He's our mentor, if we really want to discredit you, there's nothing we can do!" Chen Fan said worriedly.

"Fuck, I'll do whatever it takes to discredit them, I'll do whatever's assigned to them, and I'll even make things difficult for them!" With a bachelor's mentality, Zhang Le scolded.

"That's right, let's go, the dishes in the canteen, what do you want to eat? We brothers will treat you today, after we finish eating, let's go find Le Zi!" With his arm around Zhang Le's neck, Chen Fan said while smiling.

"F * * k off, your grandpa's Le Zi!" slapped Chen Fan as he said unhappily.

After ordering a few dishes, the two of them found a seat and sat down.

"Yo, Zhang Le, you're here too!" Just as the two of them sat down, a strange voice sounded.

"What a rare guest, isn't this Young Master Zhao Zhao Shaohui? Weren't you a fuerdai? Weren't the three meals all for five-star hotels? "Why would I be so free to come to the cafeteria?" Seeing who it was, Zhang Le taunted.

After hearing what Zhang Le had said, Zhao Shaohui's face alternated between green and white, looking extremely ugly. Zhang Le's words were purely flattering him.

His family was rich, but his father was a businessman. He only had a few stores, so he could be considered rich. It wasn't as exaggerated as Zhang Le said, especially when he said this with his new girlfriend.

"Is this your girlfriend?" Zhang Le looked at the lady beside Zhao Shaohui and said.

"How is it? Beautiful, right? " Hearing Zhang Le's words, Zhao Shaohui finally felt a little better, and a bit more confident. The woman beside him was their class's class flower, but she was still hooked up to him in a mini Volkswagen of more than a hundred thousand. Just this matter alone made Zhao Shaohui feel extremely proud for a long time.

"Keke is still their class' class flower? We're in love! " Zhao Shaohui said proudly as he embraced the woman's waist.

"Young Master Zhao is capable, but you are not worthy!" Zhang Le pretended to be close with Zhao Shaohui and asked.

"What's wrong with me?" Zhao Shaohui was completely stunned by Zhang Le's performance. One must know that the two of them normally wouldn't do anything to each other, so when meeting each other, they would always ridicule each other.

"You are not good enough for the beauties beside you! Seeing how beautiful she is, how can you not give her some good jewelry? You should know that Uncle has a diamond mine in Africa, so why don't you make a necklace for her and give her a ring?! " Zhang Le said as if he was thinking for you.

Hearing the words that came from Zhang Le's side, Zhao Shaohui was dumbfounded. You f * cking transformed into a pervert! As he looked at the woman beside him, he was obviously moved. She shrank back into her arms, looking like a small bird that was about to fall in love with a human.

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