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Chapter 2: Meet!

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After coming out of the hospital, it was almost two o'clock in the morning. There was no bus or taxi. Yang Tian could only choose to walk back. There were less than six hours left before work time tomorrow morning. He could maintain four hours of sleep tonight, at least. You can ensure that you don’t fall asleep when moving things the next day.

The colorful K city, after being baptized day and night, has faded away from the impetuousness and noise of the day. On the deserted road, only a few sparse private cars drive monotonically. Yang Tian has his hands in his pockets, taking his time. I walked to the roadside, occasionally looking up at the stars, and giving a lukewarm smile to the starry night sky.

It's great that I persisted. I thought I would go crazy or die after being busy for several years, but I still live strong until now. Maybe it's because I am not suitable for pessimism after enjoying the baptism of gold and jade. Maybe I am not suitable for pessimism. It’s because the ups and downs of life have made me see clearly that from the moment I was born, nothing is destined to belong to me except life. Life is the hardest capital for a living person to work hard. As long as it has not been lost, it is not qualified. I feel sorry for myself and say that I have been forced into a desperate situation by life!

People should indeed take some time out of the endless busyness to hang out under the cold night sky, sort out their numb and unwilling hearts, and get rid of the unexplained cowardice in their minds that is forced out by reality.

Then, face life with a clear mind!

A mid-range apartment of more than 80 square meters is considered Yang Tian's most satisfying possession. He spent all his savings to buy such a small space in order to give himself a stable place in K city, where there is so much money. A real place to stay.

After Yang Tian took a shower, he lay down on the bed tiredly. His friend Guan Ling, who worked in the nightclub with him, suddenly called. Yang Tian, who was sleepy, answered the call and was a little impatient: "You still don't want me to let you go?" Live, I just lay down."

"Damn! You're still complaining about me! I was left to work overtime by the manager, and the torment has only ended now, so I'm annoyed!" Guan Ling was never polite when speaking to his good buddy.

"Okay, okay, I'm not mean, just tell me what's going on. I'm so sleepy." Yang Tian yawned with a drowsy tone.

"Don't expect to sleep much tonight. The manager ordered me to call you to inform you that the big boss will come to inspect the work tomorrow morning. Everyone will go to work two hours early. Whoever is late will have half a month's salary deducted."

"What kind of boss?! He's so powerful." Yang Tian was a little angry after not being able to sleep well, "Speaking of which, if he comes to inspect the Stars, he shouldn't arrive at five or six in the morning. Is this necessary?"

"The manager said it was to allow us to get into work as soon as possible and show the boss a good working attitude. Speaking of which, Yang Tian, don't just blurt out and scold the boss." As he spoke, Guan Ling lowered his voice a lot and said in a nonchalant voice: "I heard that the boss behind 'Star' is very powerful. He owns many nightclubs and underground casinos in K City, but he is very low-key. It has been two months since 'Star' opened and I haven't seen him."

"I know, the salary of 'Xingchen' is so high, I, Yang Tian, can't make fun of my own job! Okay, I'm going to sleep. If I don't sleep, I will really doze off in front of the big boss tomorrow morning!"

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No matter how busy he is, Yang Tian will maintain no less than four hours of sleep every day. Once the body is tired, the spirit will relax. In this case, perceptual thinking will often defeat rational thinking, so Yang Tian is very disgusted with sleep deprivation. Next work.

As a logistics staff member of Xingchen Nightclub, Yang Tian's daily job is to carry food and various high-end and low-end foreign wines brought into the warehouse from outside. He is only busy in the first two or three hours of each day, and the rest of the time Chatting with my colleagues in the warehouse.

There are only three or four bottles of expensive foreign wine in each box, so it is not very heavy. Yang Tian can still bear it. From five to eight o'clock, the fruits and drinks that were delivered were moved into the warehouse. Only then did Yang Tian and his colleagues He sat down to rest, but before his buttocks got hot, Guan Ling ran in like a champ and yelled, "Get busy, the manager is bringing the boss in!"

Everyone immediately returned to their posts, pretending to be busy. Yang Tian put the incoming fruits on a cart behind a box that was taller than a person, and was about to push it into the cleaning room. He asked the boss who had come in behind him. , no interest at all.

"The warehouse has a lot of space. Make a basement to store goods!"

A magnetic and gloomy bass, a little cold and a little hard.

Something... sounds familiar!

Yang Tian frowned in confusion, wanting to think deeply about why the voice was so familiar. He couldn't remember, so Yang Tian simply pushed the cart full of fruits and turned around, walked out from behind the tall wine box, and pushed the cart out of the warehouse. While looking at the so-called boss who was explaining the work to his subordinates with his head turned to the side!

The first second he saw the face clearly, Yang Tian's slightly sleepy brain didn't work too fast, so he was just stunned for a moment. But at this moment of one to two seconds, Yang Tian was shocked by an electric shock, and he was shocked! incredible! Embarrassing! Even unwilling and annoyed! There were all kinds of indescribable emotions rushing into his brain. Not only did his sleepiness disappear, but his expression also froze at that one point and five seconds.

In fact, he could have completely avoided the eye contact and left with the cart as if nothing had happened, but maybe it was due to lack of sleep. When the man in his sight glanced around and saw himself, Yang Tian lowered his head slowly and panicked, and said with The brim of the hat blocks the incoming sight.

He probably didn't see his face! Yang Tian thought to himself, even if he saw it, he might not recognize who he was at first sight!

In fact, he is not afraid of him! Not afraid at all! He just didn't want to be laughed at by a man he once looked down upon! Laughing at him, Yang Tian is now in such a miserable state!

The capital of pride is gone, but the pride is still there!

No matter how depressed he is, no one can trample him!

Yang Tian lowered his head slightly and pushed the cart towards the warehouse exit as if nothing had happened. He swore that after leaving the warehouse door, he would stay in the bathroom until this man left, even if it took a whole day!

As long as this man didn't recognize him, he wouldn't have gone out of his way to resign in a fit of enthusiasm!

It's just a pity... ..

A tall figure suddenly blocked the cart, and Yang Tian was forced to stop. He still lowered his head slightly, holding the handle of the dining cart tightly, and remained silent and motionless.

"There are too few types of these fruits." A very magnetic voice, low but smooth, calm and cold narrated, "Try to add more types, and then choose according to the preferences of the guests."

Yang Tian breathed a sigh of relief, because the man obviously said this to the manager.

In other words, he didn't recognize himself!

The manager kept saying yes, but the subordinates brought by the man were very confused. Xingchen only opened the nightclub as a cover for dark transactions. As for the trivial details of the business, his boss never asked about it. Why did he start to care about the fruits now? Woke up

"What's your name?" The voice was still very steady, and there was nothing unusual about it. The man was playing with a lychee in his hand, as if he was asking casually.

If the soldiers don't move, I won't move.

"Go back to the boss, my name is Yang Tian." Yang Tian lowered his voice, lowered his head, and replied calmly, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Yang Tian?" As if he was chewing these two words carefully, the man's slow tone seemed to take several turns. Finally, Yang Tian heard a very subtle, sinister laugh leaking from the corner of the man's mouth.

"I still think the name Shitian sounds better!"

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