Chapter 922
: Buddha relies on gold and people rely on clothes
Chapter 922: Buddha relies on gold and people rely on clothes
When Wang An heard Zhang Shuya's words, he immediately asked Zhang Shuya with a bitter face:
"Big sister, you gave me this job. I don't have to come to work every day, right?"
Zhang Shuya rolled her eyes at Wang An and said:
"When you have time, just come to Juli and report. Then you can practice with us for two days before training. Otherwise, with your skills, you will need us to back you up if you get beaten again."
When Wang An heard this, he immediately became happy. The main thing Wang An liked most was that he didn't have to go to work every day.
Otherwise, he would have to work every day just for a salary of 4 cents a day, which would be really unacceptable for Wang An.
So Wang An said with a smile:
"Big sister, does this company guard have any special privileges? For example, if I encounter a petty thief, can I give him a beating, or even kill him without paying with my life?"
Zhang Shuya and Sun Nian were stunned for a moment, and then Sun Nian couldn't help but burst out laughing.
But Zhang Shuya said unhappily:
"Get the hell out of here! Why don't you just kill someone and not pay for it? Why don't you just go to heaven?"
Before Wang An could reply, Zhang Shuya continued to speak unhappily:
"It's just to give you an identity so that you can do anything more conveniently in the future. Let me tell you, if you dare to use this identity to bully others, I will beat you to death."
It’s true that there is nothing wrong with what Zhang Shuya said, because the company defense members of that era are completely different from the Xiejing in later generations.
The main thing is that the company defense members at that time could work independently, unlike the later Xiejing, who had to be accompanied by a formal well tea no matter what they did.
As for the issue of bullying others by taking advantage of one's power, Wang An was not that kind of person, so Zhang Shuya's reminder could be said to be completely unnecessary.
Wang An heard this and said with a smile:
"That's impossible. We are biological siblings from our adoptive parents. Don't you know who my brother is? Hehehehehe."
As she spoke, Zhang Shuya found a few pieces of paper and a small green notebook, threw them on the table and said to Wang An:
"There's a pen on the table. Sign it now. Then fill in your name on the company defense officer's certificate."
Wang An took a quick look at the papers and found that they contained personal files and so on, so he started writing on them.
Soon, Wang An finished filling out all his personal information. Zhang Shuya took a look and then picked up a seal and stamped it on the small notebook.
In this way, Wang An transformed himself from a militiaman into a company defense member.
Afterwards, Zhang Shuya brought Wang An a hat and leather shoes, as well as two sets of clothes, one set of short-sleeved shirts and pants for summer, and the other set of thicker clothes and pants for spring and autumn.
As for the vests and underwear that all regular employees have, they are all gone.
Wang An looked at his hat, leather shoes and clothes, and he felt quite serious and happy.
You know what, the fabric and workmanship of these clothes and pants are very good, and you can tell they are serious stuff at first glance.
The main thing is that Wang An could imagine what kind of surprised expressions his parents and wife would have when he put on this outfit and returned home.
But when Wang An found out that there was only one set of clothes, pants, and shoes, he couldn't help but ask Zhang Shuya:
"Sister, why do you have only one set of clothes, pants, shoes, etc.? Shouldn't you have a separate set for each item?"
As soon as Wang An finished speaking, Zhang Shuya punched Wang An on the shoulder and said at the same time:
"Other company guards only have one set, how can you be more special than anyone else?" Wang An said righteously while holding these things:
"Then I must be more special than others. I am your younger brother, the biological brother of my stepfather and stepmother."
But Zhang Shuya didn't buy it at all. She rolled her eyes at Wang An and said:
"It's just one set. If you want it or not, forget it."
Perhaps feeling that her words were a bit harsh, Zhang Shuya continued:
"Why would you need those clothes when you don't work all day? Just wear them for one day when you report for work. You can wear your own clothes the rest of the time."
Wang An knew that Zhang Shuya would have no idea how to ask for an extra set of clothes, otherwise, Zhang Shuya would definitely not be stingy with a set of clothes.
So Wang An stopped dwelling on this question and continued to ask Zhang Shuya:
"Well, big sister, I think the cotton coats you wear in winter are very nice. Why don't you buy me two of them?"
Fearing that Zhang Shuya would change her face again, Wang An quickly added:
"If you can't get two, just one will do."
This time, Zhang Shuya did not beat Wang An, but said in a normal tone:
"Not even half of it. That thing won't be delivered until winter. There's no point in you worrying."
Wang An smiled and finally shut up and stopped asking for things.
Wang An looked at the clothes in his hands and suddenly felt that he should put them on now. After all, whether in his previous life or this life, Wang An had never worn well clothes.
So, in the surprised eyes of Zhang Shuya and Sun Nian, Wang An carried the clothes and went into the lounge in Zhang Shuya's office.
After entering Zhang Shuya's temporary lounge, Wang An quickly stripped himself down to his shorts, and then quickly put on his summer clothes.
I don’t know why, but even though he only earned 12 yuan a month, Wang An felt that after putting on this outfit, he instantly became a different person.
It feels like I have some kind of privilege, or like I have an invisible shield around me.
In general, Wang Anjiao has become extremely awesome.
I have to admit that this change in identity is quite intoxicating.
But at the same time, Wang An also felt that he had something extra, and this thing seemed to be called "sense of mission."
After shaking his head vigorously to expel the damn "sense of mission" from his body, Wang An returned to his true self.
Wang An’s life goal is to “be free and happy until death”, so what’s the matter with having a sense of mission?
After walking out of the lounge, Sun Nian and Zhang Shuya looked at Wang An with a look in their eyes that clearly brightened.
As the old saying goes, "Buddha relies on gold ornaments, people rely on clothes", and Wang An is tall, and the whole person is a very standard clothes rack. Now wearing a neat uniform, the visual effect is indeed improved by more than a little bit.
Zhang Shuya said to Sun Nian with a smile on her face:
"You know what, my brother looks pretty handsome in this outfit, huh?"
Sun Nian nodded when he heard this, and when he looked at Wang An again, there was something more in his eyes.
If Wang An was not mistaken, this thing is called "being naughty".
(End of this chapter)