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Chapter 1418 A True Miracle (First Update, Please Subscribe)
How can people change their destiny?
Early in the morning, when the man got up from the bed, he looked around the room. Although, as a new immigrant, he could only live in such an apartment for the time being, he still felt the changes in his life.

In the past, he lived in poverty, hunger and cold, and could not see any future.

And now?

His life was like the sunshine coming in through the window - full of light and hope, and this was the change that had been brought about.

"…The cold-bloodedness displayed by the Japanese during the fire was shocking. It is hard to imagine what kind of hatred made them so hostile to foreign investment…"

The news coming from the radio made the man who had just woken up frown. He said angrily:
"What a bunch of stupid guys! Don't they know that without foreign investment, millions of Japanese will be unemployed?"

While apologizing, Lin Zhicheng had to think about another question:
"Under the influence of such negative news, will they look down on us?"

As a new immigrant who has just arrived in this land, the "they" Lin Zhicheng refers to are of course the locals.

"That shouldn't be the case! After all, they are only a small part of the Japanese population. Besides, although I am from Japan... I am not Japanese! I am a Tang person!"

Although he was thinking this in his heart, Lin Zhicheng's mentality inevitably changed. Even when he arrived at the hospital, he behaved more humble and politely.

Of course, this does not win him the gratitude and favor of many "patients".

Because he is a forensic doctor, the patient certainly cannot stand up to express his gratitude.

The work of a forensic doctor is relatively easy. Anyway, when there is no corpse, the forensic doctor basically has nothing to do.

Like all medical examiners' offices, the other side of the office was connected to the morgue and examination room, and if there was work, he would work there.

However, there have been no cases recently. After all, this is not Japan. In that hellish place, people die every day, either from knife fights or drugs. Poverty even breeds the rampant use of drugs. Narcotics are extremely popular in Japan, and are even a necessity for workers to work long hours in sweatshops.

People who often perform autopsies know that as the number of autopsies increases and the experience gained, the doctor will become a famous doctor.

Thanks to the help of those gang members and robbers, Lin Zhicheng accumulated rich experience. Although he did not graduate from a prestigious university, he still received overseas job invitations as a "special talent" because of his identity as a well-known forensic doctor and his bloodline.

It can be said that overseas is not picky when it comes to recruiting talent. Basically, as long as you are a talented person, you can get a job opportunity, provided that the industry is not saturated. Therefore, every year the representative office will issue a list of urgently needed talents, and only those in the industries listed in the list will have the opportunity to obtain a visa.

Of course, whether you can obtain permanent residence and naturalization depends on your personal luck. A minimum prerequisite is that you need a long-term job with an income above the median, and you cannot have any illegal behavior, which is a veto.

It is for this reason that all new immigrants who come here are extremely cautious for fear of breaking the law and having a criminal record that would affect their future naturalization.

Bright sunlight shone into the forensic office through the window. As usual, Lin Zhicheng arrived at the office and mopped the floor and cleaned the office. After finishing his work,

He pulled out a chair, sat down, poured himself a cup of water, dusted off the table, and cleaned it up. Then the assistant came and said as soon as he saw Lin Zhicheng.

"Doctor Lin, you don't have to clean the office every day. We have a full-time cleaner."

As Shi Zhiyang spoke, he took out a stack of letters, pulled out a few, and said:

"Doctor Lin, this is your letter."

After receiving the letter, Lin Zhicheng quickly bowed and thanked:
"I'm so sorry to bother you again, Assistant Shi."

“It’s just my job.”

After saying that, Shi Zhiyang sat down at his desk, which had obviously been wiped.

Who is the medical examiner and who is the assistant?

However, they are all assistants to the chief medical examiner, but the medical examiner is not here today because he is teaching at school.

"National Pension Office?"

Looking at the words on the envelope, Lin Zhicheng muttered in confusion:

"Isn't this the pension fund manager? Why did they send me a letter? Is there something wrong?"

Although he is a new immigrant, Lin Zhicheng also knows that the National Annuity is a pension management agency. From the day he started working, he began to pay annuities, or pensions, according to the proportion of his salary.

After tearing open the envelope, Lin Zhicheng was stunned by the contents of the letter and asked in confusion:
"Why is there a check here?"

In addition to a check, there was also a letter.

"Cheque?"

Shi Zhiyang turned his head and looked at Lin Zhicheng, who looked surprised, and said:
"The check from the National Pension, isn't that our dividend?"

"Dividends? What dividends?"

"National Pension. The money they invest is what we pay for pension and medical insurance. According to relevant laws and regulations, half of the income is automatically deposited into the public fund pool, 30% of the income is deposited into personal accounts, and the remaining 20% ​​is sent directly to individuals as dividends..." There is actually such a thing!

Lin Zhicheng opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief. This kind of thing was too unbelievable.

"This, this money is my dividend?"

"Yes, here, as long as you are an adult and pay the annuity according to the regulations, you will get dividends. Doctor Lin, you have only paid for half a year, and the dividends are very small. If you have paid for more than ten years, the annual dividends may even be hundreds of yuan!"

The content of the letter was very simple. It just told him the investment return rate of the annuity in the past six months, thanked him for his support for the national annuity, and wished him good work and good health.

“What an amazing place!”

Looking at the letter and check in his hand, Lin Zhicheng couldn't help but sigh.

“No wonder everyone wants to come here!”

In fact, the money is not much, only a few cents, but it’s just these few cents!
Not only did Lin Zhicheng feel incredible, but he also felt the differences in the world.

He originally thought that overseas income was just high, and there were pension insurance, medical insurance and other guarantees, but who would have thought that there would be dividends!
Dividends for all people!
In fact, when this dividend system was first formulated, it caused controversy. However, in Li Yian's view, since the investment has a return, there should be dividends. This kind of dividend, distributed to the whole people in cash, can not only stimulate people's consumption, but also enhance their sense of belonging.

“Perhaps, this is the real miracle!”

Looking at the check for only 0.13 yuan, Lin Zhicheng felt mixed emotions. He even wanted to put the check in a photo frame as a souvenir.

Not for any other reason, simply because of the information revealed behind this check.

……

It turns out that this is an airplane!
When he boarded the White Swan, like many people who were flying for the first time, Taro Kawata seemed a little nervous. He was so nervous that he didn't even recognize Yukio Mishima next to him during the rest of the journey.

In fact, even if he was not nervous, he might not be able to recognize it. Like many small town test-takers, he gave up his hobbies like literature early on and devoted himself to test-taking. That's why he got the plane ticket to Chang'an.

Although he could feel the nervousness of the guy next to him, Yukio Mishima didn't even look at him. He just silently flipped through the magazine and read the interview with physicist Shin'ichirō Tomonaga.

"Non-nationals..."

Not only him, the guy sitting next to him is also a non-citizen. Looking at the resume in this guy's hand, Yukio Mishima sneered in his heart.

There must be quite a few such non-citizens on this plane!
In this way, people with different thoughts arrived at their destination on this plane.

After the plane landed, as foreigners, they went through the foreign channel and entered the customs. As a well-known author, Yukio Mishima had his visa processed by the publishing house long ago.

After successfully passing through customs, like many foreigners who had just arrived in Chang'an, Taro Kawada could not help but be conquered by the prosperity before him. As he looked at all this in astonishment, there was only one thought left in his mind.

"It's right here. Yes, it's right here. This is a place where you must die..."

Although there are constant vehicles on the road and the air is filled with a strong smell of gasoline, in Kawata's eyes, the sky here is the bluest and the air is the freshest. As for the smell of gasoline, it is clearly the smell of prosperity!

This is really the place he has always dreamed of. Once upon a time, he didn't know where paradise was, but for Kawada from Japan, although he didn't know what this place looked like, in his opinion, this was what he had always dreamed of and what he had been pursuing all his life.

As a small town test-taker, wasn't he studying so hard over the past few years just to get here?

Now that he had finally arrived here, in this land of his dreams, he suddenly had an urge to cry.

Not for anything else, just for the dedication and hard work over the years.

“This is the smell of blood and sweat!”

After stepping onto this land and breathing the slight smell of gasoline in the air, this thought came to Yukio Mishima's mind.

"Everything here was paid for with the blood and sweat of the Japanese..."

In Yukio Mishima's view, if they had not demolished all the factories in Japan, Japan would not have fallen into its subsequent predicament - shrouded in unemployment, poverty and disease, and even until now, it has not yet emerged from the shadow of extreme poverty after the war.

“Oh my god, this is the place I dreamed of…”

When excited words came from the side, looking at the guy who was so excited that he even shed tears, Mishima Yukio frowned and a stern look flashed across his face.

They not only took away Japanese factories, but also Japanese talents. In the past ten years, hundreds of thousands of scientists and engineers have come here, and they have created the miracle here.
"powerful……"

Looking at the skyscrapers in the distance, watching the traffic on the streets, and feeling the wealth and power of this land, Yukio Mishima said:
"Everything is built on the blood and sweat of Japan. Originally, all of this should have belonged to Japan, but you... have taken away our prosperity and our national destiny..."

At this moment, Yukio Mishima looked at everything around him, his eyes filled with hatred from the bottom of his heart!

(End of this chapter)