As soon as he walked out of the village, Hosseini saw an old figure slowly moving forward on the charred dirt road ahead. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The man Hosseini was familiar with, it was the old man who had been going to look for a job with him.

At this moment, the old man was hunched up, walking towards the town in front of him step by step, his back bleak and desolate.

Although the old man looks like he is in his old age, it seems that a gust of wind can blow him away, but if you underestimate him because of this, it is definitely a big mistake!

This old man in tattered clothes, cloudy eyes, and a wrinkled face is definitely a legend!

None of the men, women, and children in Hosseini's village dared to underestimate the old man, and sometimes even his words were more effective than the village elders.

Hosseini had heard that when the old man was a child, he had already gone to the battlefield with a gun, and he was the only one who survived among the more than 100 people who had served as soldiers at the beginning.

When people found him, the old man had fallen into a coma, and near the hill where he was located, there were more than thirty corpses of enemies!

In the following decades, the old man's comrades-in-arms changed batch after batch, either killed in battle, captured, or disappeared without a trace.

The only thing that kept him with him for a long time was a disgraceful rifle that had been broken by the enemy.

The old man's gun looked inconspicuous, the rifling was almost polished, and he didn't worry about someone stealing it when he left it on the ground.

But such a broken spear has taken the lives of countless enemies, and his master has been safe and sound, and he has lived for decades.

Until one evening a few years ago, the old man returned to the village where he was born, and no one has seen the old gun since.

From then on, the old man, like all the old people in this country, squatted silently in the corner every day, staring blankly at the passers-by, who silently endured the pain of illness and hunger while waiting for death to come.

Hosseini took a few quick steps, parallel to the old man, neither of them spoke, but there was a hint of determination in their eyes.

Although the two are of different ages, they have also held guns and killed people, and at this time they chose to give everything for their families!

It sounds ridiculous, but it's rustic and pathetic.

When their families can't even fill their stomachs, and their children can only wear rags and barefoot, these men who have been on the battlefield can definitely give up everything for the responsibility on their shoulders!

The two walked side by side on a rugged dirt road, occasionally passing by the wreckage of the war.

It didn't take long for a dozen more young men to catch up, and they gathered with Hosseini and headed for the town together.

It was until they were thirsty that they finally saw the shadow of the town.

It is said to be a small town, but in fact, it is not a prosperous scene at all, it is just a few more residents and a few more shops with rough faces.

The scars of the war are still visible, and from time to time new traces are added, and many of the buildings have been repaired again after being damaged, looking mottled.

The streets were lined with numb faces as a group of shabby-clad children, rolling hoops, running noisily towards the center of the town.

Today's town is very lively, and there are obviously a lot more people, looking at their groups of three or five, they must have come with the same purpose as Hosseini and others.

Seeing this, Hosseini was a little worried, for fear that he would not be admitted, and that he would not be able to exchange the money for his life, and then the children would continue to starve.

It's ridiculous to say that at this time, Hosseini was afraid that others would not look down on his life, and he was thinking about how to be admitted.

Secretly praying in his heart, a look of determination flashed on Hosseini's face, no matter what method he used, he had to get this money!

The old man next to him was indifferent, just walking forward with his head down, rarely looking around like other young people.

In the heart of the town, several huge tents have been erected, and dozens of men and women, who don't look locals, are sitting at tables waving pens and filling out the paperwork for the men who have signed up.

Hosseini and the others saw the young man who had been to them earlier, who was chatting with a few locals, his eyes constantly surveying the crowd as he spoke.

After seeing Hosseini and the others, the young man walked over and smiled softly at them.

"Looks like you've made a decision, so come with me!"

When the young man said this, he turned his head to look at the old man and said in an affirmative tone: "Please remember my words, you will definitely not regret this choice, because this is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" ”

Hosseini was so focused on being admitted that he didn't pay attention to the young man's words, but a look of thought flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes.

I don't know why, the old man always feels that the other party has seen through all his secrets, which makes him a little vigilant, but he feels ridiculous.

The old man has already seen that the other party is just an ordinary person, and it is absolutely impossible to see through his details, but where does that strange feeling of being seen through come from?

With the young man leading the way, Hosseini and the others quickly filled out the form, and then were called to the tent one by one.

Hosseini was the first to walk in and saw two men and a woman sitting inside.

For some reason, Hosseini felt that these three young men were very strange, making him feel that he had been stripped naked, and if there was a gun with him, he would not hesitate to copy it to protect himself.

When one's secret is revealed uncoveredly, everyone will have a sense of insecurity and subconsciously seek self-protection.

But in order to get that high-paying job, Hosseini held back the uncomfortable feeling and forced himself to compose.

The three of them glanced at Hosseini, then asked him about his family and nodded slightly.

"Congratulations, you have been admitted to the Holy Dragon Group, press your handprint under this contract, and you can receive the compensation that belongs to you at any time, a total of 150,000 US dollars!

And you don't have to worry about your family, because our company will build a small town and factory to house the family members of the applicants.

There are also schools in the town, where your children can attend school for free and families can work in factories.

As long as you become an employee of Shenglong Group, the group will do its best to let you have no worries!

If you have any other requirements, you can also ask us and we will try our best to meet your requirements! ”

After hearing the other party's words, Hosseini felt like a dream, this Shenglong Group not only gave him a large sum of money, but also arranged a place for his family to live and work!

Such favorable conditions make Hosseini feel like he is dreaming.

I wondered if the other party was deceiving myself, but after thinking about it, my family was already poor like this, what could I be deceived about?

Besides, as long as the other party gives money, what if you are cheated out of your life!

Hosseini was illiterate and could not read the contents of the black paper, but he also followed the other party's request and cut his thumb and pressed a bloody fingerprint.

After putting away the contract, a young man walked in outside and took Hosseini to receive his share of the huge compensation.