Chapter 1 Who is worse than me

2005

Sakura Street, Chaoyang District, Yanjing
Entrance of Yanjing Institute of Fashion Technology
Ling Feng, no, his name should be Guan Peng now, and he is sitting in a Porsche Cayenne in a daze.

"I should be eligible to be green now, right?" Guan Peng muttered to himself.

Saying this is not because of any special hobby, but because of a reason.

…………

2021

Fall:

"Tip, you've done a good job. Why don't you quit? Didn't Mr. Xu just raise your salary?"

It was a break-up meal, and there were four people at the wine table, who were relatively talkative colleagues; Ling Feng asked Fei Qiankun who was drunk.

"If you don't do it, don't do it. Tip is young, and now is the time to change careers. Don't be like us when we are getting old. It's not good to leave, and it's not good to not go."

Lao Guanghui felt a lot.

"Sister-in-law hasn't come out yet, hasn't it been almost three years?"

Knowing that Lao Guanghui has been unsatisfactory in recent years due to his wife's illness, Ling Feng expressed concern.

"If depression is so curable, not so many people jump off the building every year; I don't care about her now, just ask her if she doesn't take my son with her every time she jumps off the building, is that okay..."

Adults often collapse in a flash. Ling Feng really didn't expect that with just a few glasses of wine and a few words, the boss of his department would reveal his true feelings and explode...

"The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find light..."

The cell phone of Fan Chengxing, the only old smoker among the four, rang again. He smoked calmly, still just looked at it, and then hung up.

"Master Fan, why don't you answer the phone?"

The scene was a bit embarrassing, Ling Feng regretted participating in this dinner, and could only chat with Fan Chengxing, the only normal person at the wine table.

"If you need debt, just call me every month. Xiaoling, what's the point of getting married and having children?"

As soon as Fan Chengxing finished speaking, the phone rang again.

"I see, I'm eating now, I'll send you money later..."

This time I answered, but after saying this, he hung up again.

Fan Chengxing is in his early forties, married, and his son is already in the third year of junior high school, but he is currently a single nobleman.

As for his marriage and divorce, although he himself is responsible, the company is more responsible.

All four of them are equipment debuggers of the machinery factory, so a ten-day and a half-month business trip can only be said to be trivial, and the most common thing is to not go home after two or three months of business trip.

And Fan Chengxing's experience of divorcing his wife is as follows:
Mrs. Fan: You have been away for two months, when will you come back?

Fan Chengxing: Hurry up, Hurry up...

another two months later

Mrs. Fan: It's been another two months. Come back, I have something to tell you.

Fan Chengxing: Immediately, immediately, Mr. Xu said, let me come back after the last two stations are adjusted, and also said that he will give me a big red envelope at the end of the year.

According to research, Mr. Xu did give the year-end big red envelope, which is quite thick; but that time when Fan Chengxing returned home, he found that the house had been evacuated, and the cub had also been taken away. A real estate deed in the person's name and a divorce agreement...

"Your son is at this age, you have to tell him well, it can't be like this, he also wants to save face..."

Lao Guanghui said a few more words and tried to persuade him, but Fan Chengxing didn't care.

"Brothers, do you know why I quit?"

Love is more than knowing, drunk is more than drinking; maybe seeing that the few people at the table are not going well, he is ready to leave without fear of embarrassment; or just simply want to find someone to talk about the recent depression, Fei Qiankun opened his mouth.

The three of them didn't speak, and the wine glass touched the table slightly, indicating that he could start.

"Look at..."

Fei Qiankun took out a jewelry box and patted it on the table.

In fact, you don't need to open it, just look at the shape of the box, and you can tell that there is a diamond ring inside, but Ling Feng opened it cooperatively.

"Hey, tip, you've spent your money, this should be a carat diamond, right?"

A little knowledgeable, Lao Guanghui said.

"One carat, [-], my wages, subsidies, and overtime pay for the two-month business trip are all included in it; I originally wanted to give her a surprise, but in the end she gave me a surprise..."

After Fei Qiankun said this, he was bored again.

"Drink it slowly, this is Moutai from 82; three years ago, I went to Guizhou to adjust the equipment and their factory manager gave it to me. One drink is less."

Seeing Fei Qiankun ruining his wine, Lao Guanghui felt distressed.

"Why, she didn't agree to propose to her with such a big diamond ring?"

Fan Chengxing listened to the story carefully and said curiously.

"As you know, Mr. Xu arranged for her to live in that house when he recruited me. I let her live there all the time when I was on business trips."

"I know, I know, I lived in that house before I bought it."

Lao Guanghui said.

"The commissioning went well this time. I came back two days early. I wanted to give her a surprise so I didn't tell her. When I got home and opened the door, I found out that she had arranged a candlelight dinner..."

"That's not very good, it proves that you have a good understanding."

Ling Feng didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, and Fan Chengxing and Lao Guanghui, who were veterans, had already shut up.

"Candle light dinner is nice, but the problem is there's another guy in the room!"

After Fei Qiankun said this, he took another sip, and this time Lao Guanghui didn't stop him.

"It's okay, tip, you should be glad that you found out early and stopped the loss in time; if you really want to wait until you get married, it won't be even worse..."

Fan Chengxing comforted him while helping to pour the wine.

"Master Fan, you don't feel pain in your back when you're standing and talking, I've already been cheated on, isn't that miserable enough?"

The depression in his heart was finally released, Fei Qiankun said hoarsely.

"It's not miserable, not to mention me and the boss, Ling Feng is much more miserable than you;

You see, if you want to be green, you must at least have a girlfriend; Ling Feng is 39 this year, and he will be forty after the new year, and he doesn't even have a girlfriend; he doesn't even have the qualifications to be green, isn't he better than you awful? "

He does not mean that.

Ling Feng didn't know if Fei Qiankun was comforted after Fan Chengxing said this, but he himself was depressed.

There is a thin line between kindness and cowardice.

Ling Feng doesn't know if he is kind or cowardly, anyway, he won't turn against his colleagues who have been with him for many years because of this sentence, at most, he will go back to his house where the mortgage has not been repaid for 15 years after the end of the song, and have another drink , and wake up the next day as if nothing happened...

It's just that fate seems to have made a little joke with him, or feels that it's too miserable not to be even qualified to be green, and wants to rescue him.

Instead of waking up from his room after a hangover, he came to this world.

Being single for 39 years and not having a bad financial situation is impossible without any spiritual sustenance, and novels are one of them.

As a frequent visitor to the Qidian Orphanage, if he didn't even know his current state, it would be useless to blind him to read novels for so many years.

Metropolitan

Parallel world
This is what he learned the first day he woke up.

Both parents are alive, although they can't see each other a few times a year, but this is just right.

After receiving the host's memory and activating the system a week later, he will know where he is.

(End of this chapter)

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