Coleman had beautiful long blonde hair just over a year ago, and his skin was bouncy, plump and shiny. Although he is in his fifties, he looks young because he is well-maintained, and even has a hint of an artist's temperament, not a scientist.

But after taking over the task of opening the door in District 51, Coleman felt that he was rapidly aging. The first is that the hair begins to fall out on a large scale. The hair that I was once proud of is now only a Mediterranean Sea.

In the past year, the originally plump skin has become worse and worse, with a lot of acne, and the skin has become oily and saggy. This makes Coleman, who used to look like he was in his early thirties, now look like a sixty-year-old man in an instant.

Why is it so old in a year?

"I heard that the people above are pressuring, and if they can't find new Atlas coordinates, Dr. Coleman will be removed from his post. "There's a researcher in the break room gossiping. And the content of the gossip is the main reason why Coleman has aged so much in a year.

"Really? So what are we going to do? We haven't been able to find new Atlas coordinates. ”

"Hey, do what you have to do. It doesn't matter if we're a small employee. At most, I was fired, and I was just over $5,000 a month. How many do you have?"

"I, I'm about five and a half. ”

"Almost, almost. We didn't buy a house, we didn't buy a car, we didn't have a mortgage, we didn't have a car loan. We are all fed by one person, and the whole family is not hungry. But Dr. Coleman was different, and I heard that he had given him a salary increase when he first took over the project last year. ”

When it comes to money, anyone is interested, especially when it comes to the salary of the boss. So the researcher who was chatting about gossip immediately asked, "How much does Dr. Coleman pay a year?"

The researcher who was talking about the salary stretched out three fingers: "Three million eagle dollars a year." ”

"Wtf! When I heard that we were not taken seriously here, Dr. Coleman only had $300,000 a year, which was a tenfold increase. Sure enough, to engage in scientific research is to bring projects to make money. It's really a boss, when will we scientific research dogs come out? ”

"Hehe, rich is rich, Dr. Coleman was very glamorous at first. His income has increased tenfold, and his consumption has soared. I heard that he bought a mansion in Beverly Hills, Los Angeles, for $10 million. He does installment loans. He also bought a Ferrari for his son and diamond jewelry worth more than 100,000 yuan for his wife. ”

"Wow, didn't he spend all his money, so that when it comes to next year's tax season, will he still have the money to pay taxes?"

"I guess no, I have to rely on all my income to pay taxes. But I've heard that if there is no breakthrough on our side this year, Coleman's salary will be drastically reduced. When the time comes, don't talk about maintaining the current luxury life. I'm afraid it's a hassle just to deal with the tax office. ”

The two researchers were talking about this in the break room, and they only felt a lot more happy inside. It's like a few people who go to work and look forward to their bosses. After all, the essence of working part-time is this: as long as I work hard this year, my boss will be able to drive a Ferrari tomorrow!

What does that Ferrari have to do with me? So talking about and laughing at the boss in private is something that almost all workers do.

But there is a good saying: don't talk about people during the day, and don't talk about ghosts at night.

While the two researchers were talking about this, Coleman stood behind them like ghosts: "Are you two idle?

"Branch...... Dr. Coleman, I ...... Let's ...... down" The two scientific dogs who were caught in the bag were ready to say that they were off work.

But Coleman's eyes widened: "If you're not satisfied, you can pack up your things tomorrow and get out!"

"No, Doctor, we're going to work right away!" the two scientific research dogs ran to work overtime.

Coleman found the coffee machine in the break room and poured himself a cup, his hands leaning limply against the wall. He had heard what the two researchers had just said.

That's right, they're right.

Perhaps some people study for scientific research in order to explore the unknown. But I'm not, I do scientific research and study by myself just to make money. Knowledge is money, and this works in any era.

So after taking over the task of District 51, his salary rose sharply, and he began to spend it promiscuously. Coleman, like many other ordinary people, mistakenly thought that he could make so much money every month in his life when he made tens of thousands of dollars a month.

But reality is not a game, and in reality, the salary can be reduced. Now I heard that the people above are not satisfied with his scientific research results. There is already talk of cutting his salary.

My own contract is signed every year. I heard that next year they only plan to pay themselves 800,000. That's too little, mortgages, property taxes, and income taxes paid by individuals. That's not enough money.

If you want to maintain your quality of life and pay your taxes, you need at least 1.5 million a year.

Coleman didn't want to mess with the IRS anyway. They are the most feared department of the Eagle Nation. In Eagle Country, you can freely buy guns, smoke marijuana, prostitute and so on, and many things that are illegal in other countries can be done here very legally. There are only two things that cannot be escaped in the Eagle Country, one is to breathe and the other is to pay taxes.

Even the supervillain Joker in DC said: I can do Batman, I can do Superman, I can do Wonder Woman, but provoke the IRS?

Even every time a bank is robbed, a part of the proceeds of the robbery is classified as personal income tax.

"If I don't have the money, I'll ......," Coleman's already modest hair became even less.

The two scientific research dogs who were rushed by Coleman to work overtime came to the signal search room with a scolding curse. This is a place dedicated to finding the coordinates of otherworldly signals. Through a special quantum radar, look for the energy spilled by other otherworlds that overflow in the space-time rift, so as to determine the strength of the other universe and whether to open the door.

"Raymond, you're talking too much. Originally, we were supposed to get off work, but now we can go to the lounge to play a game of billiards and have a beer. ”

"Come on, Fred. You said a lot. Raymond retorted, "Let's get to work." I know Coleman usually goes to bed at ten o'clock at night, and when he does, we leave work. ”

"Is the radar still going to be turned on?" Fred pointed to the machines on standby in the search room.

"Turn it on, it's not our electricity bill anyway. While looking, I can play minesweeper at the same time. I'm a great minesweeper, I only need three to complete. Raymond turned on the computer and started the machine. He skillfully opens the game of minesweeper. What does it mean to make money? Is it called making money by working part-time job? No, it is exchanged for labor, it is an equivalent exchange, and it cannot be regarded as making money.

What is the meaning of making money? Of course, it is to go to work and fish, and every minute of fishing, then the salary paid by the boss to you is considered to be earned.

This is Raymond's working motto.

Turning on the minesweeper, Raymond did not lie, he did complete the minesweeper in three steps. The first step is to open the minesweeper, the second step is to click the mouse, and the third step is blown up.

"FUXK!" Raymond slapped the table angrily: "This garbage mouse, slide the marker, or I'll win!" I know that the logistics people embezzled the money we used to buy the mouse. I'll see what brand it is. Yudal, made in China, ha! I know! Can't they buy a mouse imported from the East? Buy a Razer too. Not even Razer, how can you play esports?!"

Raymond complained frantically, just like scolding his teammates for not cooperating after losing LOL, the Internet café machine was rotten, and the network was delayed by netizens.

"Raymond, stop arguing. Fred stared at the screen.

"Hey, Fred, you said you were not to blame logistics. I ......"

"I said stop arguing, I seem to have found something. Fred wasn't sure, pointing to the flickering green light on the computer screen, and the energy spike signal bouncing on the radar screen.

"Did we find the Otherworldly Signal?"

Raymond, who was still complaining about logistics corruption just now and not buying an e-sports mouse, caused him to lose playing Minesweeper, and was in no mood to complain in an instant. He leaned over to Fred's screen and looked at the computer screen with flashing green hints and energy readings.

He shook Fred frantically: "Hahahahaha! Fred! We're going to send it!"