In the office, all seven or eight criminal police officers turned around and looked at the condom in Lin Jun's hand in shock.

When Lin Jun looked up, he saw so many people staring at his hands. He smiled awkwardly and immediately responded and said, "Hehe, the public servants of the people are also very gossipy. I'll pick up a rubber band trap. Look, you're excited and your eyes are almost flying out."

"Fuck, Tiger B."

"I thought Okamoto...!"

"cut……."

When the colleagues saw that Lin Jun was holding a leather case for a girl to tie her head, they suddenly became very interested and turned their heads and became busy.

"You..." Zheng Ke walked over and snatched the headband from Lin Jun's hand, then grinded his teeth and wanted to curse people, but he didn't know what to scold. Because although Lin Jun's statement of "condom" was a bit vulgar, there was nothing wrong with it...

"Social progress has been made, and many words are prone to ambiguity. Sorry, Zheng Ke, I accidentally let your colleagues collectively beat you, haha." Lin Jun said in a rare slut.

"Bored." Zheng Ke had no expression on his pretty face, and threw the leather hood on the table, and continued to ask, "Have you filled in the form?"

"It's soon, it's soon." Lin Jun nodded, then filled in the form quickly.

Five minutes later, Lin Jun handed the form to Zheng Ke. Zheng Ke took a look, then took out a temporary employment contract and asked Lin Jun to sign.

"Is that over?" Lin Jun took a sip of water and asked tentatively.

"It's basically over, but I have to wait for the leader to sign it before I can record the file for you and let the accountant stamp it." Zheng Ke explained, and then ordered: "You go back first, I'll notify you in one or two days."

"Yeah, okay." Lin Jun nodded, then turned around and left.

"Next."

Zheng Ke shouted out of the corridor and signaled the next applicant to enter the house for an interview.

Lin Jun walked to the door with big strodes, but paused after putting his palm on the door handle, then suddenly turned around and walked back.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Ke saw Lin Jun walking back and asked with a frown.

"Looking at how you don't look like a Han Chinese, I'm very curious. Is your father a Middle East or a European or American?" Lin Jun asked with his neck stretched out.

"…!" Zheng Keran was speechless, held his mouth for a long time, and frowned and replied, "My mother is from Xinjiang."

"Oh, that's right."

"Do you have something to do?" Zheng Ke asked.

"Do you have WeChat?" Lin Jun stared at Zheng Ke's delicate cheeks and asked shyly.

"No."

"Where is the cell phone?"

"No."

“Where is the landline?”

"Get out." Zheng Ke cursed irritably.

"It's OK." Lin Jun saw that Zheng Ke seemed to be biting, and then immediately took big steps and disappeared into the office.

"Ha ha."

After Lin Jun left, a burst of laughter broke out in the office.

"This kid is so stunned."

"Da Keke, he wants to fuck you..." his colleagues quipped.

"So just soak it, let him make instant noodles!" Zheng Ke replied with his red lips.

...

Lin Jun’s current living conditions in bed are extremely sluggish. His past four years of sex life can basically be completely over the officially listed monks such as Tang Monk. So, after seeing Zheng Ke, Lin Jun is preparing to return to secular life...

After applying for the job, Lin Jun called Zhang Xiaole, and then he took a taxi to Zhang Xiaole's rental house where he made lunch boxes.

When passing by the market in the back road, Lin Jun saw from the car window that Lin Wei was holding a "banana fan" and leading seven or eight young people in the society to poke the barbecue stove there.

"Swish."

When the car window fell, Lin Jun leaned his head and shouted at his younger brother: "Do you have a good time, the stove is your only way out. The Taiping nuclear aircraft carrier is destined to start with this."

"Lin Jun, I'm planning a master... Before you shit, it's better to see if there are firecrackers in the pit!" Lin Wei shouted gritting his teeth.

"You really don't know how many double sounds I used my butt groove to kill them in a year... Don't fight, I really beat you up when I fight!" Lin Jun replied with a smile, and then took the bus and left.

On the side of the barbecue stall.

"Viagra, are we really fucking our waists here? If others know this, how can we face our colleagues in the world?" asked a young man.

"What if I don't bake it? Look at my body lattice, can I do the stupid hanger in the car just now?" Lin Wei's Korean stick head shape was already smoked so much that it almost turned into linoleum paper.

"No, report the case." The young man asked weakly.

"Get out, stupid."

"Okay, then we'll get out." The young man nodded immediately, then greeted the others and said, "Hurry up, Viagra tells us to get out, there's no chance in a while!"

"Thank you Viagra." Everyone shouted, then rode the motorcycle and ran away.

"Damn, how about long live the friendship that you said? What about the sky and the sea that you said were high and the sea that you said were wide and went to the scene together? Fuck, there are no friends in this society...!" Lin Wei looked at the escaped people and cursed with tears, then he was alone and continued to set off a fire.

...

In the afternoon, Lin Jun took 30,000 yuan in cash and took a taxi with Zhang Xiaole and found a friend who wanted to sell the dump truck.

At the entrance of a rural courtyard around City H.

Zhang Xiaole and his friend who sold the car were sitting on the stone Atsuko in front of the door chatting, while Lin Jun was wearing a work clothes for repairing the car, lying at the bottom of the 7.8-meter dump truck cabin, holding a flashlight in his right hand and was checking.

It took a full half an hour before Lin Jun crawled out covered in dirt.

"How is it, buddy?" the owner asked with a smile, smoking a cigarette.

"Your car has been modified, right? The cargo box has been lengthened and the back is welded more than one meter. This way, the tires will wear quickly, the cargo box will be overloaded, and the double-bridges will be a bit harsh..." Lin Jun threw down the board and patted the dust on his body with his hands.

"You understand quite well! I used to be a whole car? Haha." The owner smiled.

"No, I used to do transportation in the company, so I know a little bit." Lin Jun replied.

"What do you think of my car?" the owner asked again.

"It's done and it's well maintained." Lin Jun said without hesitation.

"This cargo box has indeed been changed, just to get more goods, so you have to spend some money during the annual inspection. But in theory, my car is the lowest price for 270,000 yuan, but Xiaole is here, I will give you another 5,000 yuan, is it okay?" The owner said very realistically.

"It's OK." Lin Jun only thought for a moment, then nodded and replied immediately.

"Like a man, no ink." The owner exclaimed and continued: "Okay, pay the deposit today. Three days later, you will pick up the car."

"good!"

Lin Jun directly ordered 10,000 yuan of cash and handed it to the car owner. The car owner gave Lin Jun a receipt, and then the transaction was settled.

After booking the car here, Zhang Xiaole and Lin Jun were naturally very happy to rush to the city. Lin Jun did not mention the word "Thank you" along the way, and Zhang Xiaole did not talk about how much money he had delayed from not leaving the stall this afternoon. The feeling between the two was becoming more and more like good friends. They knew everything, and this was what everyone was playing with.

As soon as he entered the city, Lin Jun was about to ask Yu Liang and Xiaowei to come out for some drinks, but suddenly he received a call.

"Xinyang Road, Zhuge's grilled fish at the door, pick up the post." Zheng Ke's simple and neat voice sounded.
Chapter completed!