Zhang Hao has six girlfriends, two white-collar workers, a teacher, an insurance salesperson and two female bosses.

Is the reason...

He has money.

This Givenchy suit, the Porsche keys on the waist, and the Hermes watch on the wrist...

They are all rented.

In fact, he is just a pitiful and weak second-generation negative.

However, his superb acting skills have made many girls throw themselves into their arms, and they have six girlfriends in the three months after they were released from prison.

But at this moment, Zhang Hao was so nervous.

He found a man on the street looking at him from time to time, and his eyes made him creepy.

Could it be a note?

Or is it a private detective invited by which woman?

or……

He won't like me anymore, right?

Zhang Hao felt chills and thought of the painful experience in prison. He quickly clamped his butt and accelerated his pace, and trotted slowly.

When he found that the other party was still sneaking around, he ran wildly with his hooves.

As for the man who looked at him.

Jiang Can.

At this moment, he curled his lips fiercely: "Looking at the clothes that look like a dog, I didn't expect that they were a poor man with a wealth of 500,000!"

He turned his head to look at a beautiful girl wearing a windbreaker, shorts, and long legs, carrying a Malaysian yellow bag with a wealth of more than 10,000 yuan. A line of words flashed above the other person's head:

Wealth value:-20800.

Sell ​​(gray).

"What's the point of buying such an expensive bag so poor?"

He walked along the way and observed them all the way and found many strange guys with super noble clothes and super poor clothes.

Not long after, he arrived downstairs of the company.

When he walked to the front desk, it was already eight forty-five.

Fifteen minutes late.

After looking at the words "Green Capital Real Estate" in front of him, Jiang Can was as calm as a dog.

Walking all the way to the office area, he looked at the empty cube, and he felt a little sad.

Half a year ago, he couldn't stand the so-called wolf-like system of his ex-company 7×24. He was poached by the headhunter from the top five real estate companies in the industry. He didn't expect that his boss's backing would collapse soon after he arrived. Several projects under development were sold, and companies with nearly 100 people fell apart instantly.

Except for Zhao Hongxia, the deputy general manager in charge of early stages and marketing, who was busy handing over the matter here, and the few people who were not short of money at home like Tang Xiaoguo, most of the others have found a new company or have been recruited to take over.

As for Jiang Can...

Back at the work station and looking around the empty office area, he used to pull out his notebook, picked up the signature pen, and bit off his cap.

⊙︿⊙

A beautiful hand-painted painting.

Put down the pen.

He hugged his head and thought about the next way out.

He was not in a hurry at first.

He had nearly 300,000 yuan in savings he had saved for more than five years, and he used it to pay a down payment in a slightly remote location. When the handover was completed at the end of the month, he would receive the severance payment. The remaining money was enough to go out and spend a lot of time to find a job slowly, but the problem was with these eyes.

After waking up in the morning, I squinted my eyes and accidentally discovered strange numbers in my eyes, everything ran wildly in an unpredictable direction.

A "wealth value" appeared in his left eye and a "sell" button in his right eye.

It's normal to be invisible, but the eyes are squinting and it's particularly clear.

The key is that everything is not just "can be seen".

Whether it is the bed sheets and quilt covers, toilet paper at the head of the bed, underwear that has not been washed for seven or eight days, the sofa and coffee table, the swaying green ivy, the plush bear left by my ex-girlfriend, or even the shit pulled in the toilet, they are rich and can be sold.

So, he sold the bed sheets, quilts, toilet paper, underwear, coffee table, Coke, cucumber, green ivy shit...

as well as……

Money in the bank card.

It's great to spend money.

But after discovering that this was not a dream, his mood was as complicated as a cucumber that had been repeatedly ravaged and abandoned.

Jiang Can was stunned.

He has tried countless times, and the things he sold turned into a row of gray points marked "299750" that cannot be reversed at all.

So, what should I do?

In this case, I should be a supernatural person in the novel, right?

But, what's the use of this superpower?

Gugu...

A scream came.

Jiang Can covered his stomach with one hand and rummaged through the drawer, but there was nothing to eat.

Several female colleagues who love to eat have all left.

He is penniless.

He didn't have breakfast.

"If it really doesn't work, I will borrow some from Tang Xiaoguo and pay her back after paying her salary." Jiang Can thought.

He picked up the water cup and was about to pick up the water when he suddenly heard a "click" sound.

Zhao Hongxia walked into the office area.

She is still charming and full of spring breeze in her early forties.

"Good morning." She smiled at Jiang Can.

"Year-time, Mr. Zhao." Jiang Can stood up and said.

"Nothing is wrong now?" Zhao Hongxia walked towards Jiang Can.

"without."

"Prepare the cost information of the school, and Wancheng needs to read it." Zhao Hongxia said as she pulled a chair and sat behind Jiang Can.

Wancheng is one of the takeovers, and some of the employees are included in it.

Jiang Can refused, "If you don't go into a small life and die, you won't go into a ten thousand city, you won't go into a j poor park." It's not a joke.

"Okay." Jiang Can said and turned on the computer.

Zhao Hongxia leaned over and approached him a little.

A faint smell of perfume emanated from her.

"Have you decided where to go?"

"No." Jiang Can shook his head.

"Are you interested in going to the new land?"

"They have a high turnover." Jiang Can hesitated.

"The industry is like this at present," Zhao Hongxia smiled, "If you want to go, I can recommend it. I am always familiar with the cost over there."

Jiang Can held the mouse tightly, resisted the urge to sneeze, and shook his head: "I want to go for a more relaxed one."

"You are still young, think about it again." Zhao Hongxia stood up.

The footsteps at the door were very close.

"Send the information to my email later." She stopped.

Watching her leave, her eyes stayed on the "5361600" above her head for a few seconds. Jiang Can turned to Tang Xiaoguo who had just walked into the office and waved: "It's so good."

"How long will it take to finish?" Tang Xiaoguo asked with a smile.

However, she did not wait for the other party's reply, but instead saw Jiang Can looking at her blankly.

Tang Xiaoguo blinked and touched her hair: Could it be that my new hairstyle is very beautiful?

...

Tang Xiaoguo's eyes are big and clear, and his nose is small. He is very cute when combined with the melon-shaped face that has dimples when he smiles.
To be continued...