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Night has fallen on the banks of the Rhine River. In addition to the ships passing by on the river from time to time, dotted with lights, this 865-kilometer-long river in Germany has unique scenery both day and night. No wonder it is so affectionate among Germans. Known as the "Cradle of Germany". First, a man in his forties, smelling of alcohol, had been sitting motionless on a chair by the river for several hours, with several empty beer cans piled at his feet.

German beer is famous all over the world. There is no nation in the world that loves beer more than the Germans. Whether they are Germans or tourists from other countries, they will bring a few bottles of beer and a bag of sausages to linger on the Rhine River.

But Angela Merkel was staring blankly at the river alone, muttering something to herself.

This is all the fault of the European debt crisis. She originally had a well-paying job, but it disappeared as the company crumbled. Angela Merkel received her last salary, took her personal belongings, and walked smoothly across the country. Joined the army of unemployed people.

The mortgage, his wife's Christmas travel schedule, his daughter's birthday gift, and his son's tuition fees were like a huge mountain weighing down the man of the family. He couldn't even face the guy who was looking forward to the future.

Unemployment was like a bolt from the blue, making his mind go blank. He came to the Rhine River in a daze, doused his sorrow with cans of beer one after another, and tried to anesthetize himself with alcohol.

Drinking wine to drown your sorrows will make you even more sorrowful!

Just like the explosion caused by the fuse, one after another European countries whose debt crisis was triggered have become mud Buddhas crossing the river, and companies one after another have either laid off employees or gone bankrupt. It almost became a topic in the newspaper news.

The unemployment rate in European countries remains high. Even for an ordinary cleaner, there will be countless people competing for the job.

This is just the beginning of a tragedy. It is almost conceivable that in the future, his wife and children will be separated, and his decades of struggle will all become a big joke.

He is forty-two years old and middle-aged. When I knew my destiny, I no longer had the energy to work hard as when I was young, and I could no longer compete with young people.

What kind of talents have been eliminated by various companies? Competition has intensified, causing some to age and lose energy. People like Angela Merkel became the first victims of the crisis.

After drinking the last can of dark beer, Angela Merkel staggered towards the reflected lights, showing the sparkling Rhine River. The Rhine River belonged to the night, as if it was like another world.

"Hi! Sir, are you okay?"

A voice came from afar.

Angela Merkel turned around and saw that Mr. *** was on patrol. They were always very vigilant, wary of a drunken man who accidentally fell into the Rhine River. They could catch him almost every year. There are many such unlucky people.

"I'm fine. Mr. **, I couldn't be better!" Angela Merkel waved to the ** who was patrolling on a bicycle to show that she was still awake.

"Go home early! It's a bit cold at night!"

It is said that the Germans are one of the most rigid peoples in the world, but they do not lack human touch because of it. ** waved his hand at Angela Merkel. Kindly reminded.

"OK!"

Angela Merkel didn't want the other party to see through what she was thinking, so she laughed dryly to hide her extremely frustrated mood.

Perhaps without Mr. **'s concerned inquiry just now, he might have plunged into the dark Rhine River and performed his last farewell dance with this world.

Usually the drowned ghosts who drown in the river will jump like this and no one needs to teach them.

He looked at **'s leaving figure. He turned around and took two steps closer to the Rhine River again. His body was stumbling and swaying. The alcohol was interfering with his nervous system.

"Sir! You seem confused."

Well? ! Who is it again? !

A deep male voice came from behind Angela Merkel.

An unknown karma suddenly surged in his heart, he turned around quickly, and roared loudly no matter who it was.

"Who are you? You don't have to worry about me, Merkel. Don't you see that I'm upset? You bastard!"

"You are just meddling in your own business. Do you want to fight? Bastard, come on, have a fight like a man, and I will break your bones!"

"You bastard, come on! Come on!"

Angela Merkel fell into a state of hysteria, waving her fists angrily, as if like a wounded beast.

Normally, he would never be so gloomy.

But now, the jar is broken, what else does he have to lose.

People who were familiar with him in the past will definitely not recognize this Mr. Angela Merkel, who has always followed the rules.

Completely abandoning her previous humility and politeness, Angela Merkel vented all the anger and frustration that had been stored in her heart for a long time. Like a gladiator fighting in a corner, she shouted to everything she saw. Death challenge.

Yes, beating up that annoying guy, or being beaten up by the other party, is definitely a good choice. Maybe this is what he really wants.

But the imaginary fist did not fall hard on him. With her hazy drunken eyes open, Angela Merkel finally saw clearly that a guy wearing a black windbreaker and hood stood quietly in front of her, without any With a hint of fireworks.

The hood blocked the other person's face, making it impossible to see his face clearly in the dim light, adding a bit of mystery to the other person.

"You, who are you?"

Angela Merkel felt a chill coming out of her heart for no reason. The other party gave him a very strange feeling, as if there was no trace of life, like a dead person.

After an involuntary agitation, the manic mood was like being poured with ice water from head to toe. The remaining anger quickly dissipated. Angela Merkel's mind slowly recovered after venting her anger. The Qingming Festival.

He was originally an ordinary, well-behaved, private citizen. Rather than an arrogant and domineering villain.

"Sir! You seem confused."

The other party's voice rang again, still unhurried.

"I'm sorry, sir. Please forgive me for my rudeness just now. I lost an important job today and I'm in a bad mood. I'm sorry. I'm leaving now."

Angela Merkel shook her head and looked around. There were few people on the river bank. He didn't want to stay here at all. His stupid behavior just now was really not what a good husband and father should do.

"Please wait a moment!" The guy wearing a black trench coat and hood called to Angela Merkel and handed her a business card. Then he said: "I think I can help you, or I also hope to get your help. There is a job here, if you need it?"

Angela Merkel took the other party's business card blankly, watched the other party bow to her, and then turned and left.

His mind went blank again -

As soon as Director Bach, the head of Siglu Microprocessor Research Company, entered his office, he found that his desk was occupied by Nestlé Dove. The guy even greeted him: "Hi! Mr. Bach! Good morning. !”

I saw an old employee who had just been laid off a few days ago sitting in his office. What was even more disgusting was that he was still sitting in his own executive chair. Director Bach suppressed his anger and said with a livid face: "Angela Merkel? Why is it you again? Do you have any procedures that have not been completed? I remember that you were fired three days ago."

This is almost intolerable for the highly hierarchical German society.

He wants to call security. Get this unruly guy out of here, bastard, this is a laboratory, not a park, anyone can come and leave as they please.

Bach never thought about it. The confidentiality level within the microprocessor research company should be very strict, and it is impossible for anyone else to enter, especially the former employees who have had their work badges and access cards confiscated.

"I'm sorry, things are unpredictable and I'm back again."

Angela Merkel smiled slightly and stood up with her hands on the table.

It is true that things in the world are unpredictable. Until now, he still seemed to be in a dream. He never expected that he, who was extremely lost and depressed a few days ago, would actually regain his fighting spirit today and stand proudly in his original position. He even occupied his position in front of his immediate superior.

"Damn it, get out of here!"

Bach was furious. He confirmed that the former researcher of the company in front of him was crazy.

"Sorry, Mr. Bach, please take a look at this document before you kick me out."

Angela Merkel calmly pushed a document onto the table in front of the other party. As a researcher, he was not good at communication and negotiation, but the ups and downs of the past two days made him realize a lot.

Dead technology can only be driven here and there; management is the key to long-term success.

"you!"

Director Bach's eyes fell on the table involuntarily. When he took a closer look, the expression on his face immediately turned white. He reluctantly picked up the document, brought it to his eyes, and turned over page after page, but his expression did not change. Nothing is getting better.

"Hmm?" Angela Merkel suddenly found that she really liked the feeling of having everything in her hands now. It was very wonderful and even more fulfilling than when she was immersed in research and created new breakthroughs and achievements.

It's really fun to fight with others!

"Okay! Angela Merkel! You win, I will arrange the handover as soon as possible."

Director Bach looked dejected. This former employee's confidence was not without reason. The other party came to take over Siglu Microprocessor Research Company under the orders of the new owner.

"Haha!" Angela Merkel calmly took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

"It's done, Mr. Adam!"

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