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Chapter 140 The Unloved Second Young Master
[Share separation: 6%, of which 5% is part of the compulsory welfare of black households, and 1% is enjoyed by individuals (temporarily unavailable)]

【Work content: Welfare for black households represented by vending machines and grassroots construction of non-corporate residential areas, including maintenance and supplementation】

The second young master almost cried out.

He felt that this was the most meaningless job in the entire Giant Spirit City.

Although the food sold by vending machines has little nutrition and poor taste, it can at least fill your stomach.

In Giant Spirit City, where resources are very scarce, the value of these poor-quality food is actually far more than one Groschen.

For example, in every can of low-quality soda, there is a benefit paid by the government of the Giant Spirit City, which forces the price down to a Groschen, which is an unbelievably cheap price.

This is the rule left by the ancestors.No matter how bad the black households are, they must be guaranteed to enjoy at least 5% of the resources.

In this way, it is to ensure that those troublemakers who are as incompetent as beggars and make troubles all day long will not starve to death although they are malnourished.

[New addition: On behalf of Giant Spirit Glory Company, establish a cooperative relationship with Flying Potato God Sect]

The second young master sighed deeply.

He neither understands nor wants to understand what his aunt said just now, what is the ultimate secret, what is the lofty ideal.

He just wanted to be a happy waste, and finally died of fat on the bed.

However, the Flying Potato God Sect is the most famous evil gang in the entire Giant Spirit City. It is said that everyone in it is only a thin line away from cyber psychosis.

This line does not mean that they are barely normal, but that they may become cyber mental patients at any time.

"Brother!" The second young master screamed, "Brother, I was wrong, I will learn everything! Brother, don't do this! I will die!"

The young master was obviously cruel.

He said: "My dear brother, if you die, I will be very sad and review myself in the meeting."

The second young master was stunned.

He knew that everything was irreversible.

……

"Uncle! Save some for me, Uncle!"

Outside the second young master's mansion, a large group of company people were moving all kinds of furniture inside.

"Uncle! That's my house! Uncle!" The second young master cried bitterly as he pulled the clothes of a director.

"Don't worry, Second Young Master," said the director, "This is no longer your house. According to the company's regulations, this house is now owned by the company."

Looking at the dull expression of the second young master, the director said blankly: "What you have now is only the identity card with the authority of the sixth floor of the Giant Spirit Building in the fourth district, and the guaranteed benefits of [-] Groschen per month. At the end of the month, there will be an assessment. If you don’t get enough grades within ten years, then according to the regulations, you will be anonymous after plastic surgery, and you will retire in an idle department with low wages.”

The second young master felt that his tears were about to run dry.

How did things become like this?
"Please don't be discouraged, Second Young Master," the director said, "Your elder brother, Eldest Young Master, accepted such a test when he was 12 years old, and he has achieved amazing results in just three years."

"Uncle, my brother is a genius, but I'm not. I'm far behind him." The second young master was dejected.

The director stuffed a black card into the pocket of the second young master's jacket while no one else was paying attention.

"There are [-] groschens in here, and no one can find out the source of the funds," he whispered. "The money is not much, but it is enough for you to live frugally and survive the first six months. After half a year, if you haven't There is nothing I can do to help you."

The second young master clutched his jacket pocket tightly.

"Let's go."

……

A company car drove by.

The second young master was wearing cheap clothes, sitting on the steps tens of meters away from the Giant Spirit Building in the fourth district.

He clutches his tablet, the only personal item left.

He was the one who smugly took it from the hands of the demolition brigade.

His uncle turned a blind eye to it and kept it.

What can be accomplished with 1 yuan in cash and a monthly guarantee of 2000 yuan?
The second young master went to the place he was in charge of to have a look. All the company employees there did not do anything there for various reasons and obediently took care of the elderly.

Anyway, the process has long been mature, and there is nothing to change; if you move rashly, you may get a negative evaluation in the assessment.

He felt that now he had to give up everything and go for a break.

But where are you going?

Drip!

[Luoshui Three Thousands]: Number one in the game!

The second young master wrapped his clothes around his body and started sending messages.

[Second Young Master of Giant Spirit City]: Boss, I can no longer play games with you guys.I guess next month, I will die in a place like a street or an alley.

[Luoshui Three Thousands]:?

When Yao Luo made the question mark, his consciousness had already found the second young master's position.

The second young master looked very depressed, the light in his eyes was lost.

[Luoshui Three Thousands]: What happened?
[Second Young Master of Giant Spirit City]: There are many things I can't say.In short, I was kicked out of the company.

[Luoshui Three Thousands]: Come to this position.

The second young master looked for it, and it was the warehouse area on Meizi Street.

Half a day ago, he could still sit on the highest floor; now, he doesn't even have a place to live, and he still has to rely on the boss who plays games with him to take him in.

It's too awful.

……

It's six o'clock in the evening, it's already dark
"It seems quite rich."

A gangster was holding a dagger, with all kinds of sinister patterns tattooed on his arm: "Lend me a little money to spend."

The second young master was cornered by several people.

"What do you want to do, aren't you afraid of the mobile team?" He breathed out quickly, "I'm from the company!"

"Company people?" The yellow-haired gangster said mockingly, "Company people, I'm so scared. It's not right for a low-level company person to wander around on the street. Besides, what's wrong with us, no Just borrow some money, what are you shouting about?"

The second young master wanted to squeeze out, but the gangsters blocked him in the corner.

They did not do anything to him, but the meaning was obvious: If you don't pay the money, don't even think about leaving!

"You bastards, what are you doing in front of my house!"

An old lady opens the door of the house.

When the gangsters looked over, the old lady immediately felt something was wrong.

She turned the volume of the prosthetic body to the maximum, then held up the promotional paper with the picture of potatoes with wings, and shouted at the top of her lungs: "People from the God Cult, come quickly, there are gangsters here!"

A dozen or so motorcycles sprang out from the end of the street, driving here at an extremely fast speed.

squeak--

With the screeching sound of brakes, a dozen or so players in strange clothes fell off the motorcycle.

The leader moved his fist and said, "Where is the bastard?"

"Wait, this is a misunderstanding!" The gangsters immediately surrendered.

Their eyes were full of horror.

"It's you, right?" The leader of the player directly hit an uppercut, the bastard rolled his eyes and fell back, "I'm just worried that no one will fight, and I won't be able to level up."

In less than 1 minute, the gangsters had been tied to motorcycles by the players and taken away.

Listen to them say that these gangsters will be beaten in line by players who lack experience.

I don't know what it means, but it sounds awful.

"Let's go heads-up, you pick each of us!" said the leading player.

It wasn't until the gangsters were taken away that the second young master sat on the ground with weak legs.

"Are you from outside?" The old lady walked slowly to the second young master, "The people outside don't know anything, and they are all talking bad things about God's Cult. But I know that since God's Cult took root here, public security It’s much better than it was when the Wolf Gang was in the past.”

She continued: "They are all energetic boys and girls. Although they always do some petty things sometimes, they are much better than those who collected protection fees before."

The old lady pointed to the small box outside the house: "I specially prepared a box, put some things in it, and let them steal it. Sometimes, I make too many cakes, and I also put some in it."

She smiled and said: "They don't just take it away. Many times, my cake is taken away, but there will be a little more money in it. Another time, they also put a very useful walking stick, saying It was for me. By the way, where are you going?"

Hearing the old lady's rambling words, the second young master suddenly felt relieved.

He took out the tablet and pointed to the location of the warehouse area.

"There? There are a lot of taboos there, you'd better ask more," the old lady returned home, and slowly took out a few flyers of the Flying Potato God Sect, "hold this, the people of the God Sect will not It's too hard for you."

The second young master took the promotional paper.

Boss... Could it be someone from the Flying Potato God Sect?

(End of this chapter)