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Chapter 471 I don't want to be a salted fish

Nanfeng and the other two thought Fang Zhao was making a big fuss and exaggerated. Some people also labeled Fang Zhao as "dog slave".

No matter what others think of him, Fang Zhao had to make people look at curly and keep a guard. One person was not enough, and three people were still worried.

You should know that in nature, some wild animals do not recognize each other in front of food.

Although curly hair is domestically maintained, no one can be sure what it will do when it is excited...it may be just a single thing.

Today, the curly hair can lick the dog, and tomorrow it can swallow the dog directly.

It’s not that Fang Zhao thinks everything is in a bad direction. These are all possible things, so you have to prevent problems before they happen.

In curly eyes, is the working dog in the airport the same kind?

no!

That's food!

So that day, after Fang Zhao finished the rehearsal and returned to the room, he brought the curly hair, who was huddled in the corner, pretending to be sleeping, and came over to talk.

"You licked the dog in the airport today? Tell me, did you want to swallow it directly at that time?"

"I didn't want to eat it!" Curly hair had to defend itself, "They went to the mine to go on a mission. When they came back, they had some slag on their bodies, so I licked the slag on their bodies!"

"I really didn't think about it?" Fang Zhao asked staring at the curly dog ​​eyes.

Curly hair avoided Fang Zhao's sight, the dog's head drooped slightly, and the dog's eyes dodged: "It's just... I just want to eat a little bit."

It wanted to swallow the dog directly, no, it should have swallowed the entire dog team. Unfortunately, Fang Zhao refused to let it go, so it could only think about it in its heart and could only lick the slag.

As he said that, he licked his mouth with a curl as if aftertaste. The slag is so delicious.

The ore must be better!

It's a pity that those dogs are too timid and always hide. Nanfeng complains too quickly, and it just licks a dog and Fang found out.

In the next two hours, Curly received Fang Zhao's instructions on both soft and hard work.

Finally, Fang Zhao had a serious face, "I hope you will think more about what you are wearing on your dog's neck before taking action. Next time you lick it randomly, I will take the terminal back!"

Curly hair shrank her neck hard, as if she wanted to cover up the dog-style terminal she was wearing.

"Don't lick it randomly! Make sure not to lick it randomly!"

Haven't used it yet, how can it be taken back?

"When will I use the terminal?" Curly asked.

"When the performance here is over, you can use it when you get home. It's almost done."

——

When Fang was calling for dogs, he was in the building on the other side of the reception desk.

The assistant and the bodyguard were not separated from each other. The bodyguards brought by the invited artists were arranged in a unified manner. Zuo Yu and Yan Biao lived in the same place, not on the same floor as Nanfeng.

At this time, Yan Biao was telling Zuo Yu what he thought.

"I want to change jobs." Yan Biao said.

"Why? Is this job not good?" Zuo Yu was surprised. "The salary is low and the salary is high. Where can I find such a job?"

"What else can I do if I keep it? Be a salted fish? Walk the dog every day?" Yan Biao smiled bitterly.

Zuo Yu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you think walking a dog is a waste?"

Yan Biao shook his head: "You can't say that. I just feel uncomfortable if I don't do serious business all day and get such a high salary. I'm talking about being a bodyguard, but what kind of life do we usually live? Whose bodyguard is like us? Is it so hot to walk the dog all day? Isn't it hot? "

Zuo Yu said nothing.

Yan Biao continued: "Nanfeng is an assistant and has done a lot of things. He is busy all day long. Even if he occasionally walks his dog, he is happy. That is the way he wants to go. He lives a fulfilling life! But what about us? The salted fish duo?"

Zuo Yu's smile became bitter. He understood Yan Biao's meaning, but in fact he was the same. How could he really not care about it?

Yan Biao took a deep breath, "I won't talk about the past, just say that now, after coming to Yinxing, I looked at the people on Yinxing and suddenly figured it out."

In Yinxing, where everyone is soldiers, Yan Biao can hear a lot of military-related discussions every time he goes out. They and outsiders are only qualified to watch a video to intercept it. Just this has already made Yan Biao make a decision in advance.

He missed the feeling of being excited and his muscles and bones roaring every day when he was serving in Baijixing.

"When I first arrived in Baijixing to serve, I dreamed of achieving a great cause. Later, I gradually got used to that kind of life until Fang Zhao discovered minerals in Baijixing."

After serving for so many years, he could only be a bystander when Baijixing was rising.

"If you are not injured, you can continue to stay in Baijixing and achieve great things." Zuo Yu said.

"If you want to say you are unwilling to give up, there must be some, but it's all over. I'm very grateful to Fang Zhao for helping me in the most difficult time. But now, I feel like I'm being helped by poverty alleviation and sympathized with. There are also many people who have pretended to be prosthetics and have not yet retired. I am still a young and middle-aged man, and I think I can still go back to the battlefield to fight for another fifty years!"

Zuo Yu understood that Yan Biao was stimulated. In fact, it was not just Yan Biao, he also felt the same way.

For a moment, all kinds of emotions surged into Zuo Yu's heart.

He didn't want to be a salted fish either. He was embarrassed to talk about work in front of his former colleagues and comrades.

Others asked: What do you usually do? Are you busy?

Reply to "busy walking your dog"?

Don't worry about face?

"Salted fish like us," Zuo Yu felt something was wrong as soon as he said it, and immediately corrected it, "Body guards like us are indeed rare."

Yan Biao smiled again when he heard the word "salted fish", with complex emotions in his smile.

"After retiring, I never relaxed my training and could go to the battlefield at all times. I protected Fangzhao, and I rushed forward without saying a word, without any complaints! However, he only asked me to walk the dog.

Zuo Yu, let’s be the only one now. To be honest, I do think that all skills are useless. Fang Zhao is more capable than us. Generally speaking, we don’t need to take action at all. We just set up the decorations. During normal work, nine days will have to help with the dog in ten days, and the remaining one is the background board.

I don’t understand music and can’t play games well. To put it too much, I may not even be able to compare with curly hair!

Mr. Fang Zhao said, please don’t forget to improve yourself. Self-improvement? To put it nicely, it is actually self-hypnosis! It is me who tells myself that during my inauguration, I took the exam, enrolled in classes, trained, and walked my dog. I was a conscientious and good bodyguard?

I feel a sense of emptiness of doing nothing!!

I don’t have much ability, and the only ability I have can’t use my strength here in Fangzhao. It’s better to go to a place where I can use my strength.

I just thought that my future life doesn’t have to be vigorous, nor do I seek to reach the top, so I have to do something meaningful? Don’t look at me, but I am actually in a bad state now, I can’t get excited, have no fighting spirit, and can’t get excited. I feel like I’ve lived a retirement life ahead of time and have to live a life of living and waiting to die. I’m obviously very young.

If you cannot reflect your own value, what is the meaning of my life?"

Zuo Yu was silent for a long time before saying, "Do you want to apply for return to the team?"

"That's right!" Yan Biao nodded.

“Can the application be approved?”

"I don't know. Even if I can't return to the team, I want to change jobs. Maybe I'm a little tired and have a lower salary, but at least I feel at ease when I get the money. I just want to do something practical and worthy of my salary!"

Zuo Yu could hear that Yan Biao was really thinking calmly, not an impulse decision. He might have been thinking for a long time, but after coming to Yinxing, what he saw and felt prompted him to make the final decision.

"This is just my idea, and I won't mention it to Fang Zhao now. I have to wait until the art performance is over. I will recommend a few people with good character to replace me." Yan Biao sighed, "I don't want to be a salted fish anymore. I need to rekindle my fighting spirit."

"I have to think about it too." Zuo Yu whispered.

"It's time to think about it."

Before going to bed, Yan Biao made a decision—

"Well, that's it. When Yinxing's performance is over, I will resign from Fang Zhaoti when I go back!"
Chapter completed!
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