Chapter 1 Who Is Overcoming the Tribulation?

Zhengyang City, at four o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun was supposed to be shining brightly, the sky was covered with thick dark clouds, making it as dark as night.

Accompanying the dark clouds were gusts of wind, as well as lightning and thunder in the distance, as if it was the end of the world.

Feng Jun was sitting in the staff dormitory, looking out the window blankly, putting the beer bottle in his hand on the table, and sighed heavily, "What the hell... which fellow Taoist is going through the tribulation?"

Feng Jun is not a cultivator, he is just a fan of online novels, and his complaints at the moment are just because he is in an extremely unhappy mood.

He's resigning.

Feng Jun is 24 years old and graduated from Jiangxia University with a double major in Chinese and Business Administration.

Although after the expansion of university enrollment, there are already more undergraduates in the city than dogs, but to be able to obtain a double degree from a 985 college in four years, it is obvious that he can barely be classified as one of the favored ones.

However, he was unemployed after graduating from college. He first went to work in the southern city where his girlfriend lived for two years, and then came to Zhengyang alone with rich experience.

The unit where he currently works - it cannot be said to be a unit, but a company, is Hongjie Culture and Entertainment Co., Ltd.

Who knows why fitness clubs are named "culture"? Maybe it's because of the legendary indifference between culture and sports?

That's right, Feng Jun now works at Hongjie Fitness Club.

Not the legendary beauty and fitness instructor who met countless people, but the little brother who was responsible for reception, running errands and cleaning.

Fitness instructors need certificates. Hongjie Fitness Club is not a roadside store. The club is very famous in Zhengyang.

The reason why Feng Jun was able to apply successfully was that, firstly, there is a shortage of young laborers in the market, and secondly, he has a good image, with a tough appearance and a relatively strong figure. "Strong" edge.

However, after successfully applying, he realized that if he wanted to be a fitness instructor, he had to have skills!

This is really sad news.

So the dignified double degree holder turned out to be the underling of the fitness club.

Of course, it is inevitable that the younger brother will have his spring. During the three months since he took office, several middle-aged and elderly women have expressed interest in him and hope to receive his "individual training." However, Feng Jun shook his head - their purpose Not so innocent.

The key is that they are extremely low-looking, and some of them have unacceptable body odor and aggressive momentum.

Some fitness instructors ridiculed him for being pedantic - graduate students are really poor and ambitious.

Damn it, double degree and graduate degree are not the same thing, okay?

In any case, Feng Jun is a small alternative in Hongjie Fitness Club. Not only does he have a high degree of education but a low position, he also has the arrogance of a young man who refuses to admit defeat. In the service industry, this kind of temperament is not encouraged.

Guests will not like this arrogance, and colleagues will despise you in their hearts.

Feng Jun's business list today was stolen by his colleagues.

In the morning, four young and beautiful girls walked into the club. They were either members or came to work out on a whim. One of them, a tall girl, was quite stunning.

Feng Jun is responsible for receiving them. During their fitness process, if he can persuade them to apply for a card, he can earn a commission.

In good conscience, Feng Jun doesn't have much confidence in this. The reason is very simple. These girls look like college students at first glance, but there are no colleges and universities nearby.

Moreover, students are still young, and not many have long-term fitness needs. Their pockets are not thick enough, and very few are willing to spend money on it.

However, such a small reception business was taken away by others. Liu Shuming, the coach in charge of bodybuilding, stepped forward and said that he could provide relevant consultation and services.

When Coach Liu stepped forward, he made a fly-catching gesture towards Feng Jun, "Go, go, go... I'll do it!"

Feng Jun was quite unhappy about this, not only because of the commission, but also because of the other party's attitude - when you talk to me, is it difficult for you to look at me?

But he can't say anything. In the fitness club, the priority of the fitness instructor is of course higher than that of the younger brother.

Then... something happened, and Coach Liu was beaten.

It was the four girls who beat him.

As a fitness coach, Liu Shuming has a toned body and exaggerated muscles, so his fighting ability is not bad. However, two of the four girls are very good at fighting, so it is difficult for them to fight with two fists.

The lobby manager was alarmed, and when he came over to ask, he found out that the four girls said from the beginning that we were just practicing casually and did not need a coach, but Liu Shuming was begging for explanations and groping around. They finally became popular.

But Coach Liu said: I just want to provide some guidance and try to get them to apply for membership through enthusiastic service.

The lobby manager Guo Yueling knows Liu Shuming's little plan-this guy's recipe is very complicated.

In order to make money, Coach Liu can provide various services, legal and not so legal, to the old and ugly rich woman. He is also willing to hook up with young and beautiful little sisters and play friendly games.

Guo Datang first apologized to the customers and waived their orders. After sending them away with kind words, he began to investigate the responsibility.

But strangely, she aimed the board in an incredible direction.

"Feng Jun, since you are in charge of reception, why didn't you follow up? The client has already said that they don't need a coach!"

Coach Liu also gritted his teeth and looked at Feng Jun, his eyes full of anger, "If you can be responsible for the next service, why should I do this?"

Feng Jun's arrogance was not limited to the legend. Hearing this, he threw the rag in his hand to the ground and looked at Guo Datang coldly, "I didn't ask Coach Liu to come up and take over. He didn't even look at it when he kicked me out." With one glance...does it make sense to steal my business?"

"What's your attitude?" Guo Datang's voice became shrill, "You're just talking to the leader like this?"

Feng Jun turned around and walked out, "I don't feel well, I need to go back and rest!"

At this time, he had already made up his mind that labor and management would not wait in this trivial place.

Then, he bought a bottle of beer and came to the dormitory to drink it slowly. He kept thinking: Where should I go after resigning?

Although Zhengyang is a quasi-sub-provincial city, it is not easy to find jobs here. It is easier to find jobs such as waiters, waiters, porters, etc., but it is really difficult to find jobs suitable for his double-degree education.

He had been wandering around Zhengyang for more than half a month, but could not find a suitable job, otherwise he would not have chosen to come to a fitness club.

Of course, returning to his hometown is also an option. His hometown is a small county town. His parents do some small business and have a few local connections. It is not difficult to find a job for him. But if it is not possible, he can take over his own stall. Can.

However, as a 985 double major, how could Feng Jun be willing to go back? He couldn't bear the prosperity of the big city, let alone lose that person.

While looking out the window, which looked like the end of the earth, he pondered, should he resign now or wait until his salary is paid?

Over the past two years, he has not saved much money. Even if he adds in the money from his parents calling him for job hunting, the amount on his card is only more than 10,000 yuan. Even his mobile phone is given with phone credit. Although it is said that It’s a smart phone, but it’s basically an elderly phone.

I don't know when, big raindrops fell outside the window, hitting the window glass with a "bang" sound.

The lightning flashes became brighter and brighter, and the rumble of thunder was endless.

Feng Jun finished the half bottle of liquor left in the dormitory, and drank another seven or eight bottles of beer. He was so drunk that he wanted to call a friend. He picked up the senior phone, but found that only 3% of the battery was left. power.

He charged his cell phone, then fell on the bed and fell asleep.

Before going to bed, he didn't forget to hold his mobile phone in his hand. He couldn't help it. In such a low-level employee dormitory, it was normal to lose things - he had lost money more than once. In a place with a large floating population, short-term behavior is inevitable. many.

The daily life of the working people at the bottom is really difficult, and it makes me cry whenever I talk about it...

I don’t know how long I had been sleeping, but a bolt of lightning suddenly lit up outside the window, shining so brightly that people couldn’t open their eyes. At the same time, an arc of electricity followed the charger’s wires and jumped towards the old smartphone.

Feng Jun was awakened by the thunder. The thunder was as loud as if it were in his ears, and the sound was as loud as if the sky was falling apart. Even though he was half asleep, he sat up on the ground, his hair standing on end. UU reading www.uukanshu.net

He looked around in shock, only to find that the center of the window glass was so shaken that it cracked, "No way, the distance of this thunder...is less than three hundred meters?"

Then, he felt a sharp pain in his hand. He looked down and saw that the senior phone was in his hand, but the charging cable... why had it turned black?

Twitching his nose, he smelled the smell of burning rubber in the air...

Before he could react, there was a cry from the room next to him.

"Hold the grass, the TV is smoking. Isn't this Nima Lei a little too big?"

"I am his ancestor. Isn't there a lightning rod in this building?"

Feng Jun's dormitory is located in a four-story tube building. Although it is old, it still has lightning rods.

But the thunder was too big and too close, and lightning rods are not omnipotent. This thunder struck at least fifty TVs, nearly a hundred wired phones, routers and WIFIs around the Tongzi Building.

Feng Jun is not very interested in external losses. What he cares about is: is the mobile phone broken?

Although the phone is old and slow, it is still very convenient to make calls. It is not a problem to connect to the WIFI next door and surf the Internet. Of course, the most important thing is that his address book is stored in it.

He pressed the home button in the center of the lower edge of the phone and found that not only did the phone light up, but it also responded normally - slowly but firmly.

Maybe I should make a call and try out the conversation? Feng Jun thought as he glanced at the phone interface.

Then he was stunned: Is it eight o'clock in the evening?

Well, eight o'clock is not strange, after all, it was almost six o'clock when he went to bed.

But why...the battery of the mobile phone is already 100%?

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