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no.9 Cooking Ding Jie Niu (Part 1)

Early the next morning, Wang Jian climbed out of bed before dawn and washed up in the public toilet as usual...

Although this is a public toilet, in this relatively high-end community, it is cleaned every day but rarely used. And even if it is used, it can only wash hands or touch up makeup in front of the mirror. Yesterday, it was only

Only Wang Jian takes a bath and uses the toilet in it. According to Wang Jian's concept, this toilet is cleaner than the master bedroom of the village chief's house and his university dormitory.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, the sky gradually became brighter. Although the stars were still shining in the gray sky, it still had a slight hint of the blue of dawn.

In fact, the two most important things that attracted Wang Jian to this community were that there were many pet dogs in this community and there was a small fitness park here.

Wang Jian likes dogs very much, no matter what kind of dog he is. Although he is a wandering person and is not qualified to raise dogs, this does not prevent him from becoming friends with more than a dozen dogs in the community in one day.

We became close friends. And Wang Jian also likes to exercise. The horizontal and parallel bars and plum blossom piles here just meet Wang Jian's requirements.

As for his physical fitness, of course, it goes without saying. Apart from the fact that he will starve to death if he doesn't eat, his other indicators are actually almost the same as those of a terminator. Eight hundred one-handed pull-ups is considered a warm-up, and he can sprint at a speed of 100 meters easily.

Breaking the world record. As for why, Wang Jian himself can't explain it. Anyway, he can do it, and he can do it since he was a child. According to his own guess, this may be related to the fact that the old carpenter has let him bathe in a smelly water since he was a child.

, as for what that thing was, he was almost disgusted at the time, how could he have the mind to understand...

After a simple exercise, Wang Jian took out the earthworms soaked in strong wine last night one by one from the bucket, spread them out on a wooden board and let the earthworms dry naturally. Although they couldn't be dried hard, they could at least look like they were dry.

Not so disgusting.

By now, the sky was completely bright. Wang Jian stretched his waist, took off the vest that showed off his figure, put on his only shirt worth hundreds of dollars, picked up an artificial leather satchel, and locked it.

Go up to the garage door and get ready to leave.

But when he just locked the door and turned to leave, he was blocked by the old man from yesterday. The old man was holding soy milk and fried dough sticks in his hand, wearing a thick spring and autumn shirt, his snow-white hair was combed meticulously, and he seemed to be in a very bright mood.

"Run, where are you going?"

The old man grabbed Wang Jian's arm and dragged him home.

"Come on, come to my place for breakfast."

Wang Jian took his hand back lightly, took out two long-cooled steamed buns from his bag and stuffed them into his mouth: "I'm sorry, I have to go to the interview. It's twenty miles away from there. Now

It’s too late if we don’t leave.”

"Then my stool..." The old man thought for a while and nodded heavily: "Let's do it this way. Regardless of whether you can repair it well or not, I will ask my youngest to introduce you to a job."

Wang Jian walked outside the community while laughing:

"This guy just can't count on others, so don't try to persuade me, otherwise we won't even be friends."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then let go of his hand. Of course he understood what Wang Jian meant. He had made it very clear. In fact, he was not completely sure that he could repair the stool. If he failed to repair it, then

If I promised to solve his work problem for him, the family would definitely describe Wang Jian as a liar. He had gone back and forth, and it was true that the business was not successful and he had lost all benevolence and righteousness. No matter how you look at it, the gain outweighs the loss.

"Don't worry, after you get the ingredients, boil the bone powder in the banana leaf water. When it becomes a paste, I will be back. One pound of beef bones, three ounces of dog bones, seven parts of banana water. See you later."

Seeing that Wang Jian was very determined, the old man had no choice but to give up. After watching Wang Jian slowly disappear into the early morning sunlight at the gate of the community, he sighed and turned around and walked back home.

Of course Wang Jian will start the interview today. If he doesn't work, he will die in a foreign land due to hunger and cold or be forced to embark on a criminal path. This is a life that Wang Jian cannot bear.

Today, he has a total of four interview targets, arranged in a straight line from near to far. The nearest and farthest are schools, and the two in the middle are a bookstore and a fitness club.

In fact, going to the school for an interview was just a matter of luck. Although he had a teacher's certificate, he was a foreigner after all. Although he went to college, he couldn't get a diploma for some reason. As a fresh graduate who was expelled, there was no reason at all.

To be accepted into an institution like a school, unless...unless this world was really created by Koreans.

As for his other two goals, the bookstore was just a drop-in, but the real goal was the fitness club. It is said that that place is the best serious club in the country. As a coach, six or seven thousand a month is a stable amount.

Yes, during this period, he will find a way to get his diploma, so that at least he will not give up his ideals because of food and clothing problems.

As expected, when Wang Jian went to the first school for an interview, he couldn't even get in and rejected him with just one phone call. Although the school leader in charge of human resources spoke very well and tactfully on the phone, he couldn't even get in.

When Wang Jian heard this, he knew that this family was absolutely doomed. But this was not a blow. He had been prepared for it for a long time, and it was no big deal if it fell apart.

On the other hand, the reason why the second bookstore rejected him was a bit bizarre. It actually rejected him because Wang Jian was a man... This reason made Wang Jian dumbfounded. Finally, he looked at the store full of female clerks and the only male boss, Mr. San.

Suddenly enlightened... I gave the boss a tacit look and left silently. Because of this look, the bookstore owner even gave Wang Jian a ride in his car and gave Wang Jian a pack of cigarettes.

Because of a ride, Wang Jian arrived at the fitness club half an hour earlier than expected, so he had enough time to observe the main goal of his trip.

This fitness club is ranked among the best in the country. There are many photos of celebrities on the brochure at the door. The price of membership cards is also shockingly expensive. A monthly membership costs 3,000 yuan, and a VIP card costs as much as 100,000 yuan.

Of course, the really rich people don't care about this at all. They always choose the expensive ones rather than the right ones. From Wang Jian's understanding, what is fitness? The best fitness is to find a river beach, take off your clothes and pants, and

You only need to go there for 150 days, and you don’t have to go every day for 360 days a year. It is guaranteed that everyone will have a healthy body and sexy complexion in two years.

"If you have money, you really know how to sting your hands."

After Wang Jian studied the price list for a while, he lifted his legs and walked inside. But he was stopped by the security guard after taking only a few steps:

"Sorry, this is a private place. You can't just go in."

To be honest, this security guard is a regular security guard who has received job training. Any security guard who came out of the wild way would have picked up a rubber stick and knocked Wang Jian out. Although some nouveau riche also wear everything like street vendors, but

Whether you have money or not can be seen at a glance. According to the security guard's eyesight and experience, if Wang Jian was a nouveau riche, he would definitely be studying the second- and third-rate people in the posters wearing bodybuilding clothes with big buttocks exposed.

Celebrities, what is impossible is the membership price list that almost no one pays attention to next to them. After all, they are really rich, who the hell is going to look at it...

"I'm here to apply for a job."

"Apply for a job?"

The security guard looked Wang Jian up and down, but although this guy looked quite masculine in stature, he was not far from the standard required by the application. After all, the requirements here were for those with a B cup or above, with a smear on

A hunk who can make young women scream every night with just a touch of oil, but what about Wang Jian? Regardless of his clothes, he smells of books all over his body. You want such a man to go to a nightclub and play the role of teacher and student with a rich woman.

Maybe it's appropriate, but to deal with these heavy-tasting harems, this outfit is definitely not good enough.

So he looked at Wang Jian for a while and shook his head: "Go back, this is not where you came from."

Wang Jian saw that he was looking at him for such a long time, and he guessed that others disliked that he didn't look like a muscular man, so he took a step forward without saying a word, his face almost touching the security guard's face, and then he

With a sudden force, Wang Jian's force hit the security guard directly in the chest in a space of less than five centimeters.

At that time, the security guard felt as if he had been hit by a motorcycle. The tall man of 1.85 meters could not stand at all, so he stepped back and hit the wall behind him with a loud sound.

Like the muffled sound of a sledgehammer hitting the concrete floor, the sound of "dong" echoed far away.

After the muffled sound came, the security guard's face turned green with fright. He was also someone who had practiced Jiazi for a few days. If the tune just now was made by someone hitting it somewhere, the impact would at least be from

He fell from a third floor and hit the ground head first. It is absolutely normal to break a few bones. If you are unlucky, your brains may collapse.

"Can I go in?"

Wang Jian reached out and gave the shocked security guard a hand, and then smiled apologetically at him: "I couldn't help myself just now."

Being so inspired by Wang Jian, the security guard calmed down a bit. The first task was to touch his chest and back. After touching for a long time, he found that he didn't feel any pain at all. Not only did he not feel any pain, he even felt no pain.

He didn't feel uncomfortable at all. But when he looked back, he was so frightened that he sweated. The decorative floating steel plate on the wall behind him had been completely nailed in just now. It was so thick.

The steel plate and the wall were tightly sealed, and not a single gap could be seen, leaving a puddle of shaken wall powder on the ground.

Wang Jian looked at his expression, shrugged, stuffed a cigarette into his mouth, and then patted his shoulder: "Sorry."

After finishing speaking, Wang Jian ignored him and walked straight into the lobby. Then, following the instructions on the sign, he walked to the door of the manager's office and knocked twice...
Chapter completed!
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