Violators Club

Chapter 780 Calling Dad
New York is a big city with three international airports and a total length of over a thousand kilometers of underground railways.

In the eyes of ancient times, this is very unbelievable.

How could a city accommodate tens of millions of people?
To have a scale of one million is already a remarkable achievement.

But in the highly centralized modern age, this kind of centralized city is the norm, and even the general trend of the future, because big cities have better resources, from education to medical care, and then jobs, entrepreneurial opportunities, and so on.

This creates a situation where small counties, represented by rural areas, are gradually dying out.

The more concentrated and stronger steel forest is thriving on the human race.

In the same city, Chen Changqing has seen gatherings of celebrities who spend money like water, and homeless people shivering in the corners on a bitterly cold and snowy night. One of the miracles.

But in the place where Chen Changqing was fishing, except for a few pieces of wood that were about to rot, it proved that there were fishing boats staying here.

It is difficult to find traces of human activities around.

Not to mention an engineering marvel, not even a decent cement slab can be found.

Chen Changqing is very emotional, the world is becoming extreme.

The triangular structure that has lasted for thousands of years, with the development of science and technology, is now becoming more and more steep.

But I am ashamed to say that Chen Changqing does not intend to do anything, at least for the framework, because he is also a vested interest in essence.

And in all fairness, only after reaching a certain height can one have the ability to change these things.

In One Piece, why is Brother Ming's father Huo Ming Gusheng stupid?

If he really hates the evil of the Tianlong people, what he should do most is not to break away from the identity of the Tianlong people, but to change other Tianlong people through the identity of the Tianlong people. The behavior of the ancient sage Huo Ming is the most stupid and selfish self-moving .

This kind of behavior is like the Wano Country chapter of Lagao.

In the whole story, you can't see the hard work and magnificence of trying to change, fighting against the sky, the earth, and fate, but only ridiculous self-movement.

In fact, as a Tianlongren, Old Sage Huo Ming can change many things.

For example, Tianshangjin, who has destroyed countless countries, may not be able to stop this kind of exploitation, but he is capable of keeping these countries alive.

But he did nothing, but chose to escape these problems, and even hurt his family.

He was also a Celestial Dragon, and the reformed Celestial Dragon Musgarud sent St. Charros flying with a stick. He rescued the Murloc Baixing and used his special identity to ensure the safety of the Murloc.

Maybe he is a different kind, and in the eyes of Tianlong people, he is a strange flower, the one who is ridiculed.

But he's trying to make a difference, and that alone is better than a dead piece of shit who gave up his identity.

Power is neither good nor bad, and neither is class.

During the period of the Republic of China, many people of insight were from a family of scholars. You must know that in that era when most people could not even afford food, reading was a very luxurious thing.

These people who can afford to study and have the ability to study abroad are definitely the elites of that era!
But it is precisely these people who pushed the old order and ushered in a new era!

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Chen Changqing is not a good person, but he is worthy of his conscience and has been making the world a better place.

Among other things, in this era when most people are bad people, just because he can pay the farmers' brothers wages on time during the three major festivals, he has more conscience than more than [-]% of the bosses.

Believe it or not, if it wasn't for Chen Changqing, but for other bosses, at least hundreds of thousands of farmer brothers would not be able to survive this year.

Baile has made a big move. There are at least 30 construction site workers across the country. The minimum for a worker is 20 yuan a day. The 30 workers are 600 million. The Mid-Autumn Festival to the Spring Festival is 135 days, which is 1000 million.

Calculated according to the daily interest rate of 40/[-], it is [-] a day.

If you can't get money during the Spring Festival, the fastest time to see money next time will be the fifteenth day of the first month, and it will be 600 million in fifteen days.

There is no need to break the law, just move your fingers, and you can get an extra 600 million in revenue with a little delay.

And this kind of situation was very common before the national rectification and reform. This is the convenience brought by rights. There are always some people who can use these means to change something and thus gain benefits.

But this kind of situation will not happen here in Chen Changqing.

This is the use of power. Power is neither poison nor medicine. In more cases, power is a catalyst.

Make good things better and bad things worse.

On the other side, from the remote suburbs of New York, stop and go all the way.

The car drove for more than two hours before returning to the Fairy King Hotel.

Not long after getting out of the car, Chen Changqing was stunned when he opened the door.

There are Spring Festival couplets pasted in front of the door, the color of the carpet has changed to a festive red, and some decorations in the hotel are more or less hung with upside-down pairs and red lanterns, and even the clothes of the hotel staff have become tattooed. The red cotton jacket of the golden dragon and phoenix.

If it weren't for looking at the familiar faces, Chen Changqing almost thought he had gone to the wrong place.

Looking at Dexter not far away, who was wearing a red coat with a golden dragon pattern, Chen Changqing couldn't help but raised his brows, with a slightly more approving expression:

"Okay, the festive atmosphere is pretty good, what do you think?"

The hotel is not like this when I go fishing in the morning.

The only one who has this thought and ability is the hotel manager Dexter.

Facing Chen Changqing's approval, Dexter was very modest, without any intention of claiming credit:
"It's mainly the boss's idea, and I'm just in charge of running errands."

Ernes next to him was very satisfied, and he gave Dexter a thumbs up approvingly.

Then he looked at Chen Changqing with a silly face, as if saying—"Hey, come and praise me."

Chen Changqing rolled his eyes, looked at the opponent's red suit that was incompatible with the festive atmosphere around him, and gave a backhand blow to his brain:

"Smile, do you have such a brain?"

I feel a little wronged in my heart, why does Dexter do a good job, but I don't have such a brain?
Ensi really wanted to say something, so he looked around in confusion, but no one dared to speak, so he could only stammer:
"No, no."

There is one thing to say, it's really not that the subordinates don't help the boss, but that they dare not help.

After all, his own boss has been cleaned up, and it is better for them to stay away from the beaters. Looking at Ensi with a resentful expression, Chen Changqing shook his head and directly ignored the other party's expression:

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"What's the arrangement for tonight?"

Dexter nodded slightly, and then said respectfully:

"Post up Spring Festival couplets, set off firecrackers, and make dumplings stuffed with beef and scallions."

His expression moved slightly, Chen Changqing's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the other party:
"Be careful."

Dexter smiled and shook his head, saying very modestly: "It's all what we should do."

What should be done?

Glancing at the Grand Duke of Enns not far away, he didn't know whether to say that he is a fool with good fortune, or that he is really lucky.

Chen Changqing shook his head, stopped thinking about these things, and asked

"Old Bat and Scottie coming?"

Ensi was stunned for a moment, and a look of surprise flashed across his expression:
"How did you know that?"

Before Chen Changqing could reply, a gunpowder-smelling voice sounded behind the Grand Duke of Enns:

"Of course he knows, this guy's sense of smell is much more sensitive than mine."

Dracula, a demigod-level blood race, this old guy who has lived for more than 1000 years, came over with his daughter Scottie who was a few months old. Chen Changqing didn't care about the old bat, he saw Dracula at a glance Scottie in arms:
"Come on, girl, let Dad hug you."

The old bat was anxious, and stared, like an old hen guarding the calf:
"Don't shout, it's not a kiss, you are the godfather."

Chen Changqing didn't care at all, and directly reached out to take the baby from the old vampire's arms. Dracula was naturally unwilling, but he was afraid that the action would hurt Scotty too much, so he could only look angrily at Chen Changqing taking his daughter Snatch it from my arms.

As for Chen Changqing?
He successfully snatched the baby from the old bat's arms, with a smile on his face:
"Got it, got it, you're nervous, come on, Scottie, call Dad."