Chapter 1: : See the success rate

Jianghai City.
Slum area.
Cheap and old Tongzilou.
"Little Pig Peppa has tattoos on his upper body, and has been a social man ever since..."
The alarm bell rang again and again...
Jiang Nan was awakened, suddenly got up from the bed, glanced at the time, suddenly panicked.
Sleep is too dead, this is the second time the alarm rings, and it's too late for work.
Dress and wash in a hurry!
Pray in your heart, don't be scolded by the boss.
But when he had this idea, he was taken aback for a moment, because he skipped a series of numbers inexplicably...100%...
It's like an illusion, but it's clear.
Nima, what's the matter?
Jiangnan was puzzled.
But time is urgent, I am anxious to go to work, and I don't have time to think carefully.
I hurried down the rented building with my backpack, and looked at the watch while going downstairs. It was almost eight o'clock. According to the old habit, if the eight o'clock bus did not leave early, it would just be able to catch up, and I felt anxious. Prayer, don’t advance the bus.
But this idea just came, and a bunch of data flashed before me...100%...
"I wipe it! What's the situation?"
Once this happens again, Jiangnan feels that there is something wrong.
The steps downstairs stopped.
However, everything calmed down later and nothing happened.
"Emmm..."
The depressed Jiang Nan shook his head, and said that he should have not slept well last night?
Without thinking about it, hurried to catch the shuttle bus.
As a result, rushed to the waiting point, the shuttle bus has passed.
Hard work!
He was so depressed, gritted his teeth, too late to feel sorry for the money, and called a taxi.
I rushed to the company in a hurry, and as a result, the door was blocked by the boss as soon as I walked in.
An older leftover woman in her 30s, crouching her bucket, screamed at Jiangnan... and she was drooling.
Jiangnan's grandson didn't dare to retaliate. The job was hard-won. He would rather get scolded than lose his job.
Can only bear it.
At the same time, cursing silently in my heart...
"Curse you old witch, you will never get married...0%..."
"Curse you didn't give birth to a son... 0%..."
"Emmm... I wipe it, what's the matter?"
However, continuous data emerged in front of him, which made Jiangnan not calm.
Inexplicably uneasy.
Not normal, this is absolutely not normal!
What's wrong with this data?
The tigress was tired of scolding, so Jiang Xun was spared, but the last sentence almost stopped Jiang Nan from crying.
"All bonuses are deducted this month!"
Jiang Chenghu almost turned his face in a shock, but in the end he turned into a cat.
Damn, there’s no way. I need too much money now. I lost my job and I’m going to sleep on the street and eat dirt.
I sat down in front of my seat and sorted out the information.
Jiangnan's job is a salesperson.
He looked at the guests who had contacted before and were interested in buying a house, and he planned to call and make an appointment.
The habitual prayer in my heart, I hope I can have better luck today, conclude a deal and sell a house.
As a result, I just had...0%...A string of numbers flashed past.
rub!
This made Jiangnan not take it seriously.
Touching his chin, wondering what is going on with the inexplicable data in front of him, one by one thoughts flashed...
Is there something wrong with the eyes? ……0%……
rub!
Is it hell? ……0%……
rub!
There is a problem, there is definitely a problem.
The current data aroused Jiangnan's strong curiosity...
Calm down, try to figure out the situation where the data appears, and suddenly seem to catch something?
and many more……
What does this percentage seem to mean?
A bold idea came up in his mind...
He started to try...
"I will be late today...100%..."
"Today I can earn 1 million...1%..."
"Today I can earn ten yuan...100%..."
God!
This... seems to see the success rate?
Jiang Nan was shocked by his discovery.