I have a career panel.

"System?"

Wu Zhou looked at the suspended translucent floating frame in front of him in disbelief!

He actually has a system.

This is the real world, not a novel.

How could he have a novel?

"Beep, beep..." The sudden sound of the horn woke Wu Zhou up from his doubts. Now is not the time to think about these things. He quickly drove the electric car to the side of the road where there were few people.

Only then did he re-study the system in front of him.

If all this in front of him is not a dream, then this system may be a weapon to change his future.

Although it is only 2 months of workplace experience, Wu Zhou feels that he has lost the "impulsive" mentality when he first entered the society.

Now, he is actually envious of those jobs with a monthly salary of 3,000.

After all, his minimum living allowance for 2 consecutive months is only 2,000 yuan. If his parents did not know that he came to Shanghai to make a living and gave him a living allowance, Wu Zhou might not be able to afford to rent a house for these 2 months.

Now, although his sub-landlord's single room is shabby, small, and has no separate bathroom, he still needs to pay 1,500 yuan in rent every month.

Because of the one-third deposit, it is equivalent to paying 3 months' rent + 1 month's deposit at one time, totaling 6,000. The rent was paid for 3 months at one time, so the salary of Wu Zhou's agent in the first 2 months barely made it through the past 2 months, but when the third month is over, what about the next rent payment?

Although Wu Zhou has tried to save as much as possible, he still spends at least 30-50 yuan a day on food and drink every day, which is at least 1,000+ yuan a month.

In addition to water bills, phone bills... occasional commuting expenses...

Now there is only 1,921 yuan left in his bank card. If he doesn't open an invoice this month, he will leave even if the company doesn't lay off employees.

He can't ask his parents for living expenses again!

Wu Zhou doesn't want to worry his parents.

Actually, Wu Zhou has some classmates in Shanghai, but he has never been in the group. He dares not to stand out. Being busy is part of the reason, but the main reason is... he has no money...

At this moment, Wu Zhou sat there in a chair in a remote location, with a very rich expression on his face.

Occasionally, someone would pass by and look at Wu Zhou curiously, but then they would avoid him a little and walk past him faster...

"He looks like he is sick!"

Wu Zhou kept trying to apply this system in the process.

He pinched his arms, thighs, and different parts of his lower abdomen, more than once, and it hurt...

"I'm not dreaming."

"I really have a system."

Then, Wu Zhou fumbled for about half an hour, but he didn't see any use for this system. No matter how he tried to communicate, there was no response. Those numbers, there was no response!

In the end, Wu Zhou could only find the last variable, "Newbie Gift Pack".

I silently thought to myself, "Open the novice gift pack!"

Instantly, fireworks appeared in front of Wu Zhou's eyes.

"Skill, colloquial language (proficiency 0/500)"

Before Wu Zhou could see clearly what this colloquial language was, he suddenly felt a large amount of information pouring into his brain, followed by a continuous pain like a needle in his brain.

Wu Zhou's expression management was out of control in an instant, his eyes were closed in pain, and he couldn't help but moan in pain. His hands subconsciously hugged his head tightly... He clamped his head tightly, trying to use external pain and pressure to relieve his pain...

Finally, after 1 minute, the pain gradually faded, and after 6 minutes, it recovered a lot, but it was not completely recovered!

But it was enough.

Wu Zhou opened his eyes again, recalling the knowledge instilled in his mind, and his face showed uncontrollable joy, his eyes seemed to be glowing...

The drowsiness in his brain seemed to disappear because of this good thing!

"So powerful..." Wu Zhou smiled and whispered!

Wu Zhou looked at the time on his phone, which showed 13:52. There were 5 missed calls and 7 unread WeChat messages.

Clicked in and saw that it was a call from the colleague in the company who lent him the electric car.

"Wu, where are you? Haven't you finished looking at the house yet?"

"I have a client who wants to look at the house this afternoon and needs the car!"

"When will you be back?"

"I called you, why didn't you answer..."

"...."

His stomach also rumbled at this time.

He was hungry.

But this was not the time to solve the problem of hunger.

In an instant, he withdrew from the joy of harvesting the system.

"Brother Zhu, I'm sorry, I just took the client to see the house, and something went wrong. My phone has been silent, and I didn't see your message."

"I'll go back now, 10 minutes, at most 10 minutes. "

Without waiting for a reply, Wu Zhou put his phone in his pocket, took out the electric car key, found the start button, and pressed it.

The electric car not far away made a "chi..." sound, and the headlights came on.

Wu Zhou pushed the electric car to a relatively spacious position, and then found the "high speed" button, and started it, all in one go.

On the way back, Wu Zhou's brain was actively thinking about which road was closer.

After all, he borrowed his colleague's car for such a long time, and finally delayed his colleague's use of the car. Wu Zhou was really embarrassed.

Just like this, Wu Zhou, who was usually a road idiot, suddenly felt that he had a rough sense of direction.

Knowing where his company was roughly, he headed towards that location, and rode over quickly.

But sometimes, Wu Zhou couldn't go faster even if he wanted to, because Shanghai...

There are really a lot of people, not only people who live here, but also people who come from other places to work, and many people from home and abroad who come to travel.

So some sections of the road are crowded.

Before, when he was not in a hurry, it was nothing, but now he was in a hurry to go back. Seeing that there were many people and cars on the road, Wu Zhou couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and his brain began to think about how to be faster... or find a closer location.

About 8 minutes and 55 seconds later, Wu Zhou arrived at the company 1 minute and 5 seconds ahead of schedule, parked the car, and locked it.

Then he ran into the company.

"Brother Zhu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to the time, and I delayed your use of the car. I'm very sorry! "

Zhu Hui is a senior salesman in the company who is taller and more burly than Lu Hao. He has small eyes and smiles all the time. Many customers like him because he looks festive.

But the expression on his face is not good at this moment.

Originally, he has always cherished the car and never wanted to lend it to others. It was because Wu Zhou seemed to be more "honest" and was stuck in the last month of the assessment, so he lent it to him.

Who would have thought that it would end up like this.

"Well," Zhu Hui said in a slightly cold tone, with a bad expression on his face, and took the electric car key from Wu Zhou.

Walking to his beloved car, Zhu Hui looked around his electric car and saw that nothing was wrong, then restarted the car and drove away.

When Wu Zhou returned to the company, he went straight back to his desk. At this time, Wu Zhou was already too hungry.

But just when he returned to his desk.

He noticed that there was a change in the system.