Chapter 1 The Desperate Martial Artist
In the Talent Building of L City, a thin, bespectacled man was sitting at the table, and in front of him stood a tall, burly man.
This man has a Chinese character face, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a dignified appearance. He is quite powerful when he looks forward to it.
"What's your name?" The man with glasses asked disdainfully as if he was very dissatisfied with the aura of the tall man.
"Wang Yu!"
"What degree?"
Wang Yu said with a little embarrassment: "No education..."
Hearing Wang Yu's words, the man with glasses laughed unscrupulously: "Hahaha, how dare you come to our company to apply for a job without a degree? Do you know that our company is one of the top 500 companies in the country, and the minimum recruitment requires a graduate student..."
"..." Wang Yu sighed, turned around silently, and walked to another house.
"Hey, don't go!" At this time, the man with glasses suddenly stopped Wang Yu: "Although you are illiterate, you will always order something..."
"effort!"
"Hahaha! It's so interesting! Did you hear that he knows kung fu!" The man with glasses pointed at Wang Yu and said to the people on the left and right.
Everyone laughed, Kung Fu, what age is this, and there are still people who know this stuff...
Wang Yu was a little annoyed, knowing Kungfu and not being ashamed, why did he laugh so loudly.
"Get lost, alien, this place is not suitable for you! Haha, crazy!" the man with glasses laughed loudly.
Wang Yu glared at the man with glasses: "Speak with respect!"
The man with glasses still laughed loudly: "Respect? You don't even look where this is! Get lost, or I'll call the police!"
"...Wu Yide first!" Wang Yu stared at his glasses, recalled the family training since childhood, let go of his clenched fists, and walked out of the talent building silently.
Coming out of the Talent Building, Wang Yu was very depressed, and walked into the most luxurious high-end community in L City - Moon Bay with heavy steps.
"Honey, you're back!"
Wang Yu pushed open the door, and a young and beautiful woman in an apron rushed forward, hugged Wang Yu and kissed her, "Where have you been playing, go to rest first, dinner will be ready soon..."
"oh!"
Wang Yu responded, pushed open the bedroom door, and lay down on the bed, his mind was in chaos.
How could the world degenerate like this? Is kung fu a crime? It's been two months, and I can't even find a decent job. The dignified man actually let his wife support him.
Just when Wang Yu was thinking wildly, the bedroom door opened: "Husband has eaten, today I made your favorite braised pork ribs..."
"knew!"
Wang Yu found the slippers from under the bed, and walked out decadently.
Seeing the sumptuous meals on the table, Wang Yu felt even more uncomfortable. He held half a steamed bun in his hand and didn't eat it for a long time.
"What's the matter, husband? Are you in a bad mood? Or is the food not to your liking?" the woman asked.
Wang Yu said: "Honey, let's eat ordinary home-cooked food from tomorrow, there is no need to be the same as before!"
The woman shook her head and said: "How can I do that? Don't think I don't know kung fu, but I also know that you martial arts practitioners must keep up with nutrition. Although this place is not as good as at home, I can't let you go hungry!"
What the woman said is correct, what martial arts practitioners need most is nutrition, how can they practice martial arts if they can't stand up every day when there is little water in the soup? For example, Wang Yu, as a peerless genius in his family, had a professional nutritionist and masseur when he was practicing martial arts... Compared with now, the expenses are simply heaven and earth.
Wang Yu sighed and said, "Forget it, just let me be an ordinary person completely, you are working too hard like this, and I can't do anything for this family..."
Seeing that his wife was still wearing autumn clothes in winter, Wang Yu felt heartbroken for no reason.
The woman smiled, put down the bowl and chopsticks, touched Wang Yu's cheek and said, "Compared to what you have given up for me, this bit of hardship is nothing. I'll just have another part-time job.
I found a part-time job as a waiter in a restaurant near the community. I can earn an extra 80 yuan a day, and I also take care of the meals! "
"I..." Tears were rolling in Wang Yu's eyes, but he tried his best not to fall.
After eating, the woman cleared the table, and Wang Yu silently drove pilings on the balcony! The sound of "Bump" is endless.
After packing up everything, the woman came to the balcony and said to Wang Yu, "Husband, if you are bored, go out for a walk!"
"It's not boring, I've been used to it since I was a kid!"
"By the way, our company recently launched a new game, which is very popular. If you want to play it, I'll get you a device!" The woman suddenly asked with her eyes brightened.
Wang Yu turned his head and said, "Games? Equipment? It costs a lot of money..."
The woman said: "It's only a few thousand yuan..."
"Don't play!" Said, Wang Yu continued to drive piles.
"Hey!" The woman sighed: "I went to work, remember to put away the quilt on the balcony in the afternoon, there are tenants coming to see the house around four o'clock!"
"knew!"
After the woman left, Wang Yu picked up his coat, put on his shoes, and walked towards the talent market.
"I'm already like this, and I still play games... Wife, are you going to raise me as a son?" Wang Yu smiled wryly, and muttered to himself.
The woman's name is Mu Zixian, and she is Wang Yu's wife. She works as a customer service at Longteng Game Company, and her income is only five to six thousand yuan a month. In this day and age, five to six thousand yuan is enough for food and clothing at most.
For a person with Wang Yu's appetite, five or six thousand yuan is enough to support him.
Fortunately, the two of them have a house here, otherwise, the two of them would have to sleep on the street, no, because of financial constraints, they would have to rent out the other two auxiliary bedrooms, so that they would be able to afford more.
The talent market is bustling, indeed worthy of the word market
There are job seekers everywhere, holding a small sign with specialties and characteristics written on it, please take it away!
Wang Yu was very helpless, because he practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he was a tutor, so he had no academic qualifications. It was because of martial arts that he had to let others take care of even the most basic food and daily life. specialty.
Wang Yu didn't dare to write that his specialty was Kung Fu on the sign, for fear of attracting ridicule again. This kind of ridicule is very harsh, and it always makes Wang Yu feel that others are not laughing at him, but Kung Fu...
Wang Yu has been proud of his kung fu and martial arts since he was a child. He hates the things he loves the most, being trampled on by others.
After squatting by the side of the road for an hour, no one even looked at Wang Yu.
Wang Yu, who had been waiting to no avail, was thirsty and went out of the talent market. He came to the booth and wanted to buy a bottle of water. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that the last two dollars in his wallet were spent on the bus in the morning...
The hand holding the wallet didn't know where to put it. Seeing his appearance, the stall owner looked disgusted and took the water back viciously: "If you don't have money, just be thirsty!"
The wallet fell to the ground, and a few bright red banknotes fell out.
Wang Yu's tears finally flowed out. The few hundred dollars should have been stuffed by his wife. She was afraid that her self-esteem would be too strong, so she secretly stuffed it into the wallet. Not only can I not give her the happiness she deserves for such a good wife. , on the contrary, it became her burden. As a man, he really failed!
"Someone robbed the wallet! Help stop him!!"
At this moment, a scream brought Wang Yu back from his thoughts!
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