Meal.

The honest young man continued to use hesitant steps, squeezed his waist into the dense crowd of recruiters of a large business, and worked hard through a meal.

I finally squeezed into the recruitment office of the merchant and found the inconspicuous registration table under a small potted tree.

Excited, he immediately pulled out of the surrounding area with great difficulty—the waves of people with the smell of sour sweat came to the empty space near the recruitment booth, and then pulled the guy in charge of recruitment, and asked his grandfather to tell his grandmother anxiously to introduce himself.

In the end, the guy just asked him impatiently, do you believe in Lady Fortune?

After receiving a negative answer, the other party tapped the wooden sign next to him with his knuckles, and the thin black young man looked at the beautiful golden emblem of Pluto, the goddess of wealth, with a blank expression.

"We only admit devotees who only enroll Pluto, the goddess of wealth. Are you willing to convert? Find a pastor to baptize you into the Church first, and then talk about starting a business in the sea. Our boss is very generous, and all caravan guys have a 10-year equity incentive plan and dividend plan. Thank you for your generosity, the great goddess Pluto!" The young man took out a bronze coin-shaped pendant and kissed the idol of the pendant feverishly and reverently, as if looking at the object of his first childhood love, and his eyes revealed his ardent desire and urgency to change his destiny in the future.

Although entrepreneurial projects can survive for ten years, it is a small probability event.

But even salted fish have to have dreams, don't they?

After hearing the last words of the man, Hegel's heart was at a loss, and he knew that he had just done another half day of useless work.

Convert?

No!

Betraying the faith of Mother Earth Goddess will lead to hell.

It is impossible to convert, and it is impossible to convert in a lifetime.

When he thought that the priests in the countryside said that after the death of devout believers, they could obtain a hundred acres of fertile and fertile land that crops four crops a year in the divine kingdom of Mother Earth God, the honest young man did not even waver in the slightest.

But the reality is also cruel, and the current unemployment dilemma is very difficult.

It wasn't until the sun was about to set that Hegel, who was hungry and sluggish, squeezed out of the line of applicants with trembling legs.

He dragged his heavy body like a newly resurrected brainless zombie all the way to the intersection of the shopping street and the slum.

Ignoring the occasional crowd of three or five people, he slowly squatted there with his head in his hands, looking at the maggots and cockroaches occasionally crawling on the ground.

Hegel lamented in his heart that a better job either depends on relationships or requires a sweet mouth to brag. It is said that it is a sales business, and it is best to make a fortune by relying on one's own ability, but in fact, most of them have to cheat their relatives and fool the money of well-wishers. Moreover, the relationship between colleagues in the city is hypocritical and cold, and even the usual speech wears a mask. The people in the city reject outsiders, the locals guard against outsiders, the gangs and factions bully the lonely, the flamboyant suppresses the hard-working, the scolding mother for milk, the race to do things in a low-key manner, and the envy of the unspoken rules without the unspoken rules. There are also those villains who make up gossip behind their backs all day long, spread negative news among colleagues, and make trouble with the royal relatives who have nothing to do to show their sense of existence. “

All these realistic reproaches have made the honest young man depressed.

"The caravan owner, who believes in the Lady of Fortune, feels that the followers of Mother Earth are not realistic and tactful enough to be qualified for the position of business partner, and can only be recruited unless they convert to Lady Pluto. Do I have to believe in the supremacy of money?!Gods, what are you trying to do!! to create such a narrow and paranoid world? If I don't want to be in the company of those vicious rats at the bottom of society, will I be reduced to being half a slave laborer? What will I have left for the rest of my life? Sweatshops or black workshops?

He lamented and prayed to the gods: O merciful Mother Earth, will you bless me after I leave the land on which I live? Please give me a hint~

A graceful and graceful figure wearing a pleated long skirt and holding a lace parasol with a hollow pattern, with the seductive fragrance of a high-end perfume, quickly ran lightly in front of the young man who was kneeling on the ground and struggling with a painful moral bottom line.

But she immediately took a few steps back with her dexterous and light steps, and she first casually looked at Hegel, whose clothes were not ragged, but seemed to have been greatly struck by the spirit, and then looked at the place where she had come, as if she was waiting for someone.

Whew~

At this time, there were two young and beautiful girls in maid clothes, who were wearing maid clothes, with a little sweat in their hair and panting to catch up.

"Changgong...... Belch...... Miss!"

The red-faced maid on their left shouted to the dressed girl in front of them, "Don't run too fast~ We can't keep up." You don't want to go to the Governor's Mansion to find the Governor's son to vent your anger now, do you?! If something happens to you~ We really can't afford it. ”

"You two little prodigals, do you think I'm as stupid as you?" the court maiden, disguised as a rich lady, whispered to the two maids: "I'm just casually scouting around the harbor. How could it ruin Brother Wang's plan. You two pay attention to me and keep a good door, don't casually reveal my identity, I have my own opinions about that marriage. Otherwise, be careful that I tear your mouths apart. ”

"Uh-huh...... How dare we~ Miss, hee hee haha~ " The two maids are probably used to frolicking on weekdays, and they just stand up straight in a hurry at the scolding of their masters, shaking their upper bodies and spitting incense to make a grimace, without a serious appearance.

"You two little prodigal hooves don't talk nonsense. Help me get a gold coin and give it to this poor man. After the eldest princess gave a casual order, she immediately looked left and right at the pedestrians at the intersection at will, and immediately did not know what she was interested in.

"Hey, Miss! Always so kind~ These beggars are really a blessing for eight lifetimes, just like the preacher of the Reincarnation God Cult said. The younger maid in the emerald green dress snorted softly.

Obviously, the eldest princess has not done it once or twice to reward people who feel pitiful, but this kind of low-level person can't make the palace girl pay much attention.

Seeing that the princess had already run a few dozen steps, she turned into another street on the right side of the T-junction.

Another of them, a 16-year-old maid in a red dress, quickly took out a pink-folded sachet-like space bag, and twisted a gold coin with her fingers at random, because she was afraid of the stench of the "beggar", so she covered her mouth and nose with great disgust—several steps away, and threw it far away to the ground in front of Hegel, and was ready to take small steps to chase after the princess of her own family.

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