"You want me to die!" In

the no-man's corner, Han Er's eyes were red and he roared into the other end of the phone.

Hanging up the phone, Han Er took a few deep breaths, and let his anger because of the company's new requirements and announcements gradually calm down.

"Han Er, trained. Zhuang Jie's shout came from not far away.

He hurriedly responded, "Here we are." After taking another deep breath, he walked out.

Looking at Han Er's state in the corner, Zhuang Jie asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?" "It's

okay, let's go." Han Er patted Zhuang Jie on the shoulder, but did not look at him, afraid that Zhuang Jie would see the strangeness in his eyes.

On the playground of "121,121......",

Zhai Fei led the guests in daily running drills, and Han Er, who was still keeping up with the team at the beginning, gradually fell behind, everyone thought that he was physically weak, but in the next second, he fell directly to the ground and did not move.

"Han Er!" The

photographer and Liu Hongyi who followed him were the first to run towards him, and Zhuang Jie and the others also stopped training and ran over.

Zhai Fei ran to the front, first checked his pupils, then probed his snort pulse, and was relieved to find that he had just fainted, and hurriedly picked him up and sent him to the infirmary.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Han Er on the hospital bed woke up faintly, saw that there was no one around him, smiled bitterly and sat up.

Before he could sigh, Zhuang Jie walked in with a bag, and saw at a glance that Han Er had opened his eyes.

"How are you feeling when you wake up?" Zhuang Jie walked to the side of the bed, pulled over a stool and sat down, and touched Han Er's forehead.

"What's wrong with me?"

"The doctor said you were in a coma caused by overwork and a burning heart, and the qi was stuck in your chest. Speaking of this, Zhuang Jie took out an orange from the bag he brought and shook it in front of Han Er's eyes.

"Eat oranges? I just bought them from a supply ship. "

Thank you. The pale Han Er smiled tiredly.

Zhuang Jie peeled the orange and smiled: "What's polite." Then he put the peeled orange in Han Er's hand.

Han Er took the orange and broke it, wanting to divide half of Zhuang Jie, but Zhuang Jie refused.

The sound of chewing sounded in the quiet infirmary.

After a short silence, Zhuang Jie asked, "The qi in your chest has something to do with your company, right?"

Han Er was stunned for a moment, and then nodded noncommittally.

"Then why don't you change companies?"

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Han Er's mouth, why didn't he want to, but don't look at him rushing to make announcements everywhere, the money he makes is really not much, and most of it has been swallowed up by the brokerage company behind him.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it, I can't afford to pay the millions of liquidated damages. Hearing

this explanation, Zhuang Jie said in his heart: I won't laugh at you.

After all, he was the one who had the same experience.

"Why don't you come to my company, I'll pay your liquidated damages.

Han Er was a little suspicious that he had heard something, and looked at Zhuang Jiehu suspiciously: "Your company, will you help me pay?" "

That's right, although my company is a rookie in the industry, it is rich in resources, and people-oriented is our company's corporate culture.

Zhuang Jie very sincerely told Han Er what Guo Yingzhe had said to him at the beginning, and added a condition that was more attractive to the singer.

Han Er's eyes flickered, he also knew a little bit about Feiyi culture, what Zhuang Jie said made him very excited, but when he thought of the company that was still signed now, he was still a little worried in his heart, after all, this company was very good at the beginning, and it was also very good.

"Can you count it if you say it?"

"Of course it is, don't worry, I secretly told you that I am also a shareholder of the company, but I didn't put it on the surface." In order to be able to pull Han Er into his company, Zhuang Jie didn't mind telling a little lie.

In order to make it easier to earn money in the future, someone can share some of it for themselves.

It's chilling.

Han Er's head was lowered and he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a while, he said, "I still need to think about it, and then I'll tell you my decision."

Zhuang Jie didn't think that the other party would be able to agree now, "Okay, then you tell me how much the termination fee is, and I'll prepare it first." "

Two million.

Zhuang Jie's smile froze, and he roared angrily in his heart: Why did he terminate the contract for 2 million, and I only terminated the contract for 1.2 million, looking down on me?

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, you have a good rest, I'll go back first." "

......

At the gate of the barracks, Yang Jiangqiao was assigned the task of standing guard with an officer and soldier stationed on the island tonight.

I can't sleep, and I can't move.

Yang Jiangqiao, who stood quietly until the second half of the night, couldn't help it, turned his head and took the initiative to start a chat with the soldiers who were standing tall and staring at the front.

"Little brother, how old are

you?" "Do you have a partner

?" "What do you think about the recent fighting in Dongzhong?"

The soldier remained silent as if he couldn't hear the questions that kept popping up, only the hand holding the rifle was a little harder.

After talking for a long time, the people around him didn't talk, Yang Jiangqiao was helpless, and his eyes suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the night sky.

"Look, flying saucer!"

the imaginary scenario did not materialize, and the warrior remained motionless, not even lifting his eyelids.

"It's boring.

After standing for so long, Yang Jiangqiao felt that his feet were numb, and when he looked back at the camp, the lights of each building had been extinguished, and there was no figure in the open space.

It looks like they're all asleep.

The thought flashed through his mind, and he simply walked out of the sentry box.

"What are you doing? You can't leave your post without permission, come back quickly. Seeing

him walk away, the warrior hurriedly persuaded.

Yang Jiangqiao stood at the gate facing the sentry box, his hands crossed his waist and drew a circle: "How boring it is to stand all the time, come and do the activities, no one can see it."

"You'd better come back soon. The warrior closed his lips again and stopped looking at him.

Yang Jiangqiao, who was unimpressed, directly opened his hands, imagining that he was an airplane.

Then a strange sight appeared, of a soldier in a training uniform running around the gate of the camp with his hands bowed and his head bowed, while another soldier with a gun ignored it, as if he had not seen him.

What Yang Jiangqiao didn't know was that this scene was filmed by the camera hidden by the program team, and the camera in the camp also filmed him realistically.

Maybe he was tired, or he was really bored alone, Yang Jiangqiao was ready to return to the sentry box and continue to stand guard.

As soon as he turned around, he saw six pairs of eyes staring at him, two of them with a smile on their faces, and one of them with a serious face, both of which were about to burst into flames.

Before he could speak, the angry Zhai Fei immediately shouted: "Xu Jiangqiao!"

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