C2 Floor Stand

Chen Ke walked on the street in a sorry state. It was all the f * cking security guards' fault. They rushed in just in time. He had just pushed Zhao Mingqiang down, but before he could beat them up, these henchmen rushed in and forced them out.

He regretted not pouncing on Zhao Mingqiang and punching him a few more times. This bastard had obviously planned this long ago. There was no point in speaking any further. Beating him up in the morning would give him an advantage, but now, not only was he fired, he was even vexed.

He still couldn't understand how Zhao Mingqiang knew it was him outside the door last night. He was sure he ran very fast and Zhao Mingqiang didn't see him, but how did he know it was him outside the door yesterday?

Could it be that Zhao Mingqiang wanted to get rid of him a long time ago, but coincidentally, it just so happened to be today's operation?

But isn't this too much of a coincidence? This made him feel incredulous.

When he returned home, he found that Zhang Mengyao had come home early today. When Zhang Mengyao saw that he was in a sorry state, she jumped in fright and hurriedly asked him what had happened.

Of course, Chen Ke couldn't tell her that he had been fired. He could only say, "I met a thief on the bus and helped me catch one."

When Zhang Mengyao asked him if he was hurt, he pretended not to care and said, "It's okay, what kind of injury can you get if you catch a thief?"

Zhang Mengyao was finally relieved.

After dinner, Chen Ke and Zhang Mengyao lay on the sofa watching TV. Zhang Mengyao turned her head and stared at Chen Ke, as if she had something to say, but she stopped herself.

"What's wrong?" Chen Ke asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Nothing." Zhang Mengyao said blandly, "It seems that you have been quite haggard recently. Is there something wrong with your work?"

Chen Ke was moved. Even though he played it lightly, Zhang Mengyao still noticed it carefully. However, Chen Ke still said, "No, it might be because you worked overtime recently. I didn't sleep well by myself."

Chen Ke went over to kiss Zhang Mengyao, who also responded. The two of them kissed on the sofa. Chen Ke's body reacted and reached out his hand to kiss Zhang Mengyao's mysterious place. However, Zhang Mengyao sensitively dodged his kiss.

"What's wrong?" Chen Ke asked in confusion.

"I'm not feeling well these two days, so I won't be doing it." Zhang Mengyao said apologetically.

Although Chen Ke was a bit disappointed, he tried his best to control his body's impulse and nodded.

He had followed Zhang Mengyao, he had never forced her, he had followed her even this, because he loved her, he felt that this was something a man could do.

They couldn't tell Zhang Mengyao about the unemployment, because they were paying back the mortgage. If Zhang Mengyao knew about this, she might be anxious, but there were some things that a man should take on, so he would take them silently. Chen Ke had always thought that if a man couldn't give the woman he loved a rich life, then he should take on more responsibility.

Early the next morning, Chen Ke got up as usual and pretended to go to work. However, he had actually gone to find a job and couldn't delay his new job for even a second.

He went to a number of companies similar to his previous ones, and tried to get a new job with his work experience, but to no avail. Those interviewees, without exception, were all interested in his work experience, but all the employers turned him down as soon as they saw his name.

He understood that it must be the doing of that bastard, Zhao Mingqiang, but at the same time, he did not have any evidence. Beating him up to vent his anger? But if he couldn't solve the problem at the root and didn't pay off the mortgage, what was the use?

The most pressing issue now was how to settle this month's mortgage loan for four thousand yuan. It would be impossible to find a similar job based on the work experience of the past few years, but if they left this industry and moved to another industry, it would be a new start. Who would be able to offer a newcomer four to five thousand yuan in high wages?

It seems like Zhao Mingqiang, this bastard, is going to force him onto a dead end. Chen Ke thought to himself, First, remember this enmity, when I have taken this lying down, I will definitely not let you off lightly!

There was no other way around it. Chen Ke had called out the Wu Weiers in the evening, and since Chen Ke was introverted and had no other friends in the city, he could only count on these people who had grown up together to give him advice.

When Wu Wei heard about Chen Ke's situation, he was so angry that he jumped to his feet. He was about to go find Zhao Mingqiang and settle the debt, but he was stopped by Chen Ke, "I will have to deal with him sooner or later. I didn't call you guys here today to ask you guys to vent your anger on me, but you guys have to help me think of a way to find a new job to renew my mortgage."

Wu Wei and his buddies were all ordinary people like Chen Ke, there was nothing like fuerdai for them to work for. After thinking for a long time, they still had jobs, but either Chen Ke couldn't do them, or the salary was too low, and none of them were suitable. Finally, Wu Wei got anxious and said, "Forget it, why don't you go to the stall with me to sell clothes tomorrow?"

"Selling clothes?" Chen Ke was surprised.

"What is it? Are you looking down on me, the brother who set up the stall? " Wu Wei said, "Let me tell you, although it's tiring, but if I'm free, then I'll do it. If I'm not happy, then I'll sleep at home, and the key thing is, even though I'm selling cheap clothes, I can still earn a lot of money. It's much better than your salary."

"That's not what I meant, Vikko." Chen Ke said, "I mean, can I do this?"

"Why can't I do it?" Wu Wei patted Chen Ke on the shoulder and said, "If I can do it, then do it, this way, recently business is not bad, I just want to expand the stall a bit, I can't do it by myself, from tomorrow onwards, you will follow me, we will sell two stalls and I will give you 5000 yuan a month, how about that?"

"Five thousand?" Chen Ke was overjoyed, but he immediately asked, "You won't lose out if you give me so much, right?"

Wu Wei smiled, "What a joke, I'm the boss. I'll definitely take more than you, but you have to be mentally prepared. This is not as tiring as sitting in an office."

Chen Ke laughed, "Don't worry, no matter how tired I am, I will still do it."

Early the next morning, Chen Ke officially became a member of the "training clan" and sold his goods at night. The business was not bad, at the end of the day, he earned more than 1000 gross profit, taking the cost into consideration, Wu Wei said he earned about 600 net profit.

Chen Ke was very happy. He was worried that Wu Wei would lose out to help him, but now it seemed that it was as he had said. The income was indeed considerable. Of course, he also experienced the hardships of building stalls on a hot summer's day. Although there was a shed built inside, it was still like a steamer. Sitting inside, not sweating at all, kept on flowing out.

It was already very late by the time Chen Ke returned home and found that Zhang Mengyao had already gone to sleep. He went to look in the mirror and found that within a day's time, she had almost become a roasted suckling pig and her skin was slightly painful from the sun's sunburn. However, when he looked at Zhang Mengyao's sleeping appearance, he felt that he was worth it.

The past few days had been quite smooth. If he continued doing this, not only would he temporarily have a hold over the mortgage, but when Chen Ke was able to support himself, his income would be considerable.

However, what Chen Ke did not expect was that things were not as smooth as he had imagined.