Azur Lane: I Crossed the Graduation Port Area

Chapter 347 Changes in the Eastern Continent
"I'm sorry sir, it is with great regret that the company informs you that you have been fired."

Wang Yuhao still felt as if he was in a dream when he was on the way home from get off work with his personal office items in his hands, looking at the data on his mobile phone.

Obviously until last week, their department was still an excellent department of the company, and was commended by the company boss at the meeting, saying that they would give bonuses to their department at the end of the year.

But this afternoon, he suddenly received this bad news, it can be said that there was no sign at all.

He is already in his 30s, with two children at home, and mortgage and car loans that need to be repaid. At this time, he has only purchased a third-generation robot for home use, so he only has one month's expenses left.

Just a few minutes ago, he also learned on the phone that his wife had also been suddenly told to be laid off, and like him, she hadn't even been paid a penny of compensation.

If he doesn't find a way to find a new home this week, let alone the loan, the family of four will probably start to starve next month.

"Why... Could it be because of the third-generation robot..."

On this self-guided bus, Wang Yuhao was pale and kept thinking about the reason why he was suddenly laid off.

The day before yesterday, the company purchased a batch of third-generation robots, saying it was used to help them improve work efficiency, and asked them to help teach those robots how to work.

Not only their department, but other departments as well.

As a subsidiary of the Tianxing Consortium, their company can naturally enjoy the internal price of purchasing the third-generation robot, even half the price compared to the market price.

"Could it be..."

Thinking of this, Wang Yuhao picked up his cell phone and called his colleagues in other departments.

After calling several colleagues in a row to confirm, his face became even paler.

Yes, all the colleagues he contacted have received news of their dismissal, which means that even if he wants to find a job again, he will face tremendous competitive pressure.

It wasn't until this moment that Wang Yuhao noticed that there were still many people on the bus with many personal and office items in their hands.

Some of these people were around his age or even older, and some were so young that they looked like they had just graduated from school.

Loss, sadness and hesitation were written on almost everyone's face, but no smile was seen.

"The third-generation robot must be a good thing for the third-generation robot!"

Wang Yuhao looked out the window at the city streets that were about to fall into night, and many shop assistants illuminated by street lights had been replaced by third-generation robots.

Even the sanitation workers who are still cleaning the roads have all become third-generation robots in just two days.

Yesterday, the joy of snapping up the third-generation robot was gone. For some reason, Wang Yuhao suddenly felt a strong hatred and resentment towards the robot.

These third-generation robots, which are almost identical to human beings, have been difficult to distinguish from human beings except for their blue pupils.

It was this group of guys who didn't know how to rest and get tired, who ruthlessly replaced him after learning the skills from him, causing him to lose his job!

When he got off the bus, he came to the gate of his own community, and was about to enter the community, when a gentle young female voice suddenly came from behind him:
"Hi sir, I am the intelligent robot number 9621, are you interested in seeing the latest products launched by our company..."

Wang Yuhao was distracted at this time, turned around and saw a smiling robot salesman with a female appearance wearing a shop assistant's clothes.

Deep blue eyes, a beautiful face that perfectly hits the cute spots, and long white hair that is soft and smooth.

Wang Yuhao, who was still praising the third-generation robot with his friends for its beautiful appearance yesterday, no longer has any good feelings for the third-generation robot.

He just looked at the robot coldly, and said one word viciously:

"roll!"

"Sir, that, do you have any questions about this machine..."

"roll!!!"

The suppressed anger along the way finally broke out, and after shouting viciously again, Wang Yuhao threw the office supplies in his hand to the ground, turned and walked into the community without looking back.

Only the Rubik's Cube energy robot who had been scolded was left standing there blankly, a trace of human grievance and confusion flashed in the blue eyes.

When the passers-by around saw this scene, none of them spoke, and just walked past it with a cold snort as if they hadn't seen it.

The intelligent robot 9621 rolled up the leaflet in his hand and put it in his pocket, squatted on the ground, and gently picked up all the office supplies scattered on the ground, but hesitated whether he should catch up and return them to Wang Yuhao.

After a while, it moved silently and sent the office supplies in its hands to the property of the community.

It's just that the on-duty staff of the property are still of the same kind. After the two robots looked at each other, they handed over the work in their hands without saying a word.

This scene is happening in cities across the Eastern Continent of the United States of Oran.

Also tonight, the first snow in the Eastern Continent came quietly.

For this long-standing country, perhaps the coldest winter is coming.

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The East Continent, Huanhuanyang City, the capital of Oran, the headquarters of the Tianxing Consortium and the Candle Sea Chamber of Commerce, and the Candle Sea Building.

This bustling and prosperous building in the past has become extremely gloomy at this time.

Not because most employees have left work, but because many positions have become silent robots working in the office.

The only remaining Oran employees were also frightened, and they didn't dare to talk to each other at all, as if they were afraid of causing some catastrophe.

In the conference room on the upper floor of the building, more than a dozen senior executives of the consortium wearing custom-made suits from the Tianxing Consortium sat silently on their seats, waiting for Zhao Tianyi, who was standing in the center of the conference room, to make work arrangements.

At this time, Zhao Tianyi's expression was cold, and after glancing around all the high-ranking members of Tianxing with cold eyes, he said slowly:
"Now report to me about the sales of the third-generation robots of the Noah Dexin Consortium, Zhang Hengyu, you are in charge of this matter."

The person named by Zhao Tianyi was a man who was over fifty years old. He trembled after being called, stood up and said:

"Reporting to Mr. Zhao, the sales of the third-generation robots of the Noah Dexin Consortium are progressing smoothly, and the inventory in each city has been exhausted."

Feeling Zhao Tianyi's eyes staring at him, this high-level man in the consortium who was over 50 years old felt like he was locked by a cold killing machine.

As long as the other party has a thought, he will turn it into dust.

And this feeling is not only reflected in Zhang Hengyu, everyone present can feel this creepy illusion.

Obviously, Director Zhao didn't have this kind of pressure before, but just two weeks ago, Zhao Tianyi seemed to be a different person, exuding a chilling aura all over his body.

(End of this chapter)