Chapter 209

speak of the devil.

"Jin Mingyu, do you know how to come?" the fat director's fat fingers almost hit the man's face.

The man raised his eyes after he knew it, but it was dull.

Being watched by such eyes, the fat director's back neck is cold. He thinks of those things he saw on the Internet. Now he just wants to send the plague away quickly.

"Everything is packed for you, and the car is ready-made. You go."

"Wait..." the man's voice was tired and hoarse, with a little blankness. "Why did you move my things?"

"Why?" the fat director raised his voice. "Didn't you receive the email? The personnel department also called to inform you that Jin Mingyu is no longer an employee of our unit!"

The man suddenly remembered something.

Yes, on the day of the reversal of the poisoning incident on the Internet, his personal information was dug out by netizens. Countless harassing calls were made to mobile phones. Some people scolded the murderer when they opened their mouth, some directly greeted the 18th generation of their ancestors, and others cursed him when he went out and was hit by a car

Jin Mingyu is stupid.

When he finally found out what had happened, he was in a panic.

That video will be deleted tomorrow morning, and even the cloud account will be cancelled.

And Jiang Ke, isn't he a fugitive? Now that you've escaped, continue to escape. Why do you come back?

He can't handle what's happening in front of him.

Therefore, Jin Mingyu fled and ran to the casino he used to go to. He gambled for two days and two nights. He didn't go to work or answer the phone. He was completely isolated from the outside world.

When he lost all his money and couldn't get the equivalent collateral, he was directly thrown out of the door by the bodyguard.

He came to the unit in a muddle.

Unexpectedly, I was told

"Why fire me?"

Fat director didn't expect him to be so thick skinned, "why? Ah, the notice on the termination of personnel relations is clearly written in black and white - misconduct, immorality and damage the image of the unit! What have you done yourself without counting in your heart?"

Jin Mingyu looked angry and said, "what have I done? Kill or set fire? Why didn't the police catch me? The law didn't convict me, but a small power company dared to buckle its hat."

"This is dismissal for no reason, slander and violation of the labor law! I'm going to sue you!"

After hearing this, the fat director smiled angrily on the spot: "Jin Mingyu, where's your face? If I were you, I would walk quietly, at least I could leave some dignity."

"Go? Why should I go?" the man's eyes turned red. "It's not me! If you fire me for that online thing, it's unreasonable. It's just a moral mistake, and I didn't commit a crime... Yes, I didn't commit a crime!"

The fat director flashed contempt in his eyes and snorted with a smile: "who said you were fired because of something on the Internet?"

Jin Mingyu frowned: "what do you mean?"

"You're fired because you're a gambler. All the debt collectors have come to the unit. The impact is extremely bad. According to the current regulations, firing you is just a normal operation. Oh, what's left here? What's the violation of the labor law? If you have the ability, you can Sue."

"Now that you're here, deal with these things by yourself." the fat director said and left with two young people.

Jin Mingyu stood under the sun, but he was cold all over.

The van driver was impatient: "have you finished loading? You have to pay more for overtime!"

Jin Mingyu muddled his things into the car and then walked towards the bulletin board. He was stabbed at one glance. It seemed as if he went back to the list of the national team five years ago. He couldn't find his name in it.

Actually, where do I need to find it?

Five places, five names, are there clear at a glance.

But he was unwilling. He made Jiang Ke sentenced to death. It was a living life!

After doing so much without conscience, he still couldn't enter the national team. What about his mistakes and evils?

For nothing?

White?

"Hahaha..." he suddenly laughed and leaned forward and backward with tears. "I'm right! I just strive for what I want..."

Suddenly, he noticed someone behind him. He suddenly turned his head and saw a man in a sweater and cap standing not far away.

Because the brim of his hat was too low, Jin Mingyu couldn't see the upper half of his face clearly, and subconsciously showed vigilance: "who are you?"

He is afraid of meeting those crazy netizens.

But the man turned and left without saying anything.

Jiang Ke originally wanted to talk to him about the past, but when he really saw someone, he suddenly felt boring.

At that time, the modest and simple, blushing and shy Jin Mingyu had been beyond recognition.

Black eyes, beer belly, Mediterranean - he lived like a social man.

But Jiang Ke still wants to be a genius.

How about losing for five years?

His future is still long——

This is what Jiang Fuyue said in his ear.

……

After the major media failed to ask for an interview, Jiang Ke accepted an interview with an official station.

It turned out that a well-known female reporter in the circle came that day.

Her former interviewees were either diplomats or world-famous scientists. She was famous for her "wide range of knowledge" and "extensive knowledge" in the industry.

Jiang Ke knew that she had seen her once when she was a foreign-related interview reporter of the news network.

Very professional and sharp.

She said, "Hello, Jiang Ke, I took the initiative to win this interview. Do you know the reason?"

Jiang Ke said calmly, "you are interested in me."

Today, he wears a suit. Even if he stoops down and lives for four years, as long as he wants, he can still appear tall and dignified in front of the camera and face the national audience.

Just that face

He did not make any disguise. When the light was hit, the burned skin scar appeared, or it could not be called "skin", but a layer of burnt flesh skin.

Rao is a female reporter used to wind and waves, and her pupils don't shrink.

"Sorry, it may make you uncomfortable."

"I heard you made it yourself."

"Yes."

Female reporter: "doesn't it hurt?"

Jiang Ke: "compared with dying in vain, this pain is not difficult to accept."

Female reporter: "before coming here, I met your former teachers. The most heard word from them is' genius'. Do you think you are a genius?"

Jiang Ke's lips are hooked, and his intact side face is photographed in the left lens. The rising radian is the appearance of youth's spirit, and his pride can't be broken.

"Yes."

It used to be, and it's the same now!

……

This interview video was edited by overtime in the early morning of that night and put on the official website.

In less than 30 minutes, I received 100000 forwarding, 50000 comments and nearly 300000 likes.

The heat is still rising.

And Jiang Ke's appearance has finally been exposed.

Is it scary?

To tell you the truth, it's terrible.

That is the most intuitive feeling of "beauty" and "Ugliness".

Some netizens even left a message. When she clicked on the video, she screamed in her bedroom, thinking she had painted a ghost film.

Some netizens said that her husband rolled out of bed at a glance, and then sat on the floor with a confused face. Watching her cry at the ugly man in the video, it felt like encountering aliens doing yoga in the gym (what is the metaphor of tiger and wolf?)

The interview continued. When the reporter asked him if he knew why he took the initiative to apply for this interview.

The young man's answer was confident and publicized, and there was a trace of madness.

The female reporter asked again, do you think you are a genius? In fact, the subtext of this question is: once you were a genius, now do you still think you are a genius?

The boy said yes.

"My God! There are really such proud people in the world."

"Even if his face is ruined, his words, speech and behavior can still become the brightest label on him. Maybe this is the innate temperament of genius?"

"If you run away for thousands of miles, you will still be a teenager - this sentence is like tailor-made for him."

"He is still so now. How amazing should he have been?"

“……”

Tonight, doomed to no sleep.

There was no sensationalism, nor did he make a name for himself. Jiang Ke successfully completed an interview, but unexpectedly made enough tears for the people of the whole country.

When the female reporter left, she suddenly asked, "I see light in your eyes. Can you tell me where it comes from?"

Jiang Ke: "the man who stretched out his hand and pulled me."

"Is she yours?"

"Bole."

That night, Jiang Ke stood at the door of "Angelica", listening to the sound from the bar.

No longer hesitate, plunge into the lights and wine.

Also plunged into his brilliant future