When Avandi re-embarks on his way back to the slums at nightfall, his excitement finally calms down. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info It is really two worlds, he can experience the world's first-class office environment in the corporate headquarters, but here he has to endure the unimaginable mess and poverty of ordinary people.

Be sure to move out of here as soon as possible.

Wait until he has saved enough money.

It shouldn't take too long, after the current clearance is upgraded to lv2, his monthly salary has reached 4,500 US dollars, which is definitely a high salary level in Jakarta, plus the money he saved before, he will be able to move out of the slum with his family next month.

"I'm back."

Walking into the house, his sister was proudly wearing the newly bought shoes, and when she saw him coming back, she hurriedly ran over and shouted: "Brother, look at my new shoes, are they beautiful?" ”

"Well, that's good."

Awandi pretended to look at it a few times and commented.

The little girl didn't dare to hold Avandi's thighs for fear of soiling his pants, so she had to turn around in front of him a few times to show off her new shoes.

His three-year-old brother wasn't so lucky, staring at his sister's new shoes and looking depressed.

"My son, you're back, do you want something to eat?" The woman came out of the kitchen, her forehead covered with sweat after a long day's work.

"No, Mom, I've already eaten outside."

If the food at home is like pig food compared to the branch in the city center before, then the food at the branch is completely inferior to the food at the company's headquarters. There are nearly a dozen restaurants in the company's headquarters, and the chefs in them are all high-priced masters hired from all over the world, whether you want to eat Chinese food, Japanese food, Korean food, or international cuisine, you can find it here.

After eating it only once, Awandi found that it was difficult for a strong man to eat the food at home again.

"I'll go up and rest first."

On the first day, he hadn't been involved in any major projects, and when he went upstairs and lay on the bed, he took out his phone and read the news.

"Hey, I really don't understand."

Since a few months ago, hardcore technology companies have been locked in patent wars with many of the world's leading companies, such as Apple, Microsoft and IBM. Many companies have sued hardcore tech companies for infringing their patents on artificial intelligence and holographic technology, demanding an apology and compensation from hardcore tech companies.

I don't know whether there is any infringement or not, but it is clear that these super companies just see the threat of hard-core technology companies, so they use patent disputes and other litigation cases to drag down hard-core technology companies. But what makes ordinary people feel strange is that these companies are engaged in patent litigation battles with hard-core technology companies around the world, but some cooperation is also unambiguous, such as South Korea's Samsung suing hard-core technology companies for infringing their form factor design solutions on mobile phones, but mobile phone chips are still open to hard-core technology companies.

There are many such examples, Microsoft is very unhappy with the dominance of hard-core companies in holographic technology, and has made countermeasures for hard-core companies in many ways, but it is very willing to promote the technical cooperation between the two sides. On the surface, the two sides fought each other to the death, but secretly they talked and laughed cooperatively.

However, judging from the number of prosecutions, many interest groups around the world have coveted the "fat" of the new star of hard-core technology companies, and even Avandi only saw a news yesterday that the French government has launched an investigation into the suspected use of improper means in the sales of hard-core technology companies.

To say that this is not to take a bite of fat, Awandi doesn't believe it.

No, what he could imagine, it was impossible for the company's top management to think of it.

Just on the news on the phone, the hardcore technology company announced that it would spend $2.5 billion to build a team of 1,300 lawyers to deal with global antitrust investigations, class actions, patents, copyrights, product liability, and trademark rights.

After watching the news for half an hour, Awandi came to sleep, washed up, and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Avandi got up and headed to the outskirts of the slums, eager to get to his new job.

The good working atmosphere of the company's headquarters, the friendly goodwill between new colleagues, and the good competitive atmosphere have made Awandi's spirit unprecedentedly invigorated, and he believes that when the above conditions are met, it can really stimulate people's willing work momentum.

Clock-in, off-duty, clock-in, clock-off......

Generally speaking, the work of a programmer is relatively boring. But working here is different, Evandi has experienced the way to realize his inspiration, and his inspiration is no longer a "delusion" that others look down on, but will really involve everyone in the discussion about whether it can be realized.

After a month of continuous days, Avandi walked on his way to work as usual, looked up at the slum, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, next week, next week he could move out of here.

But what made him feel strange was that on the way back tonight, the neighbors who had greeted him in the past hurriedly shrank back one by one when they saw him, or they left in a hurry, not daring to meet him at all.

What's going on?

Confused, he walked towards his home, but before he could enter the door, he heard his mother crying.

Avandi slammed open the door and rushed in, and saw his mother lying on the ground crying, and when he saw him back, he cried, "Avandi, my son, you have finally returned." ”

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Awandi quickly helped his mother on the ground up.

"Someone took your sister and brother away......"

"What?" Avandi was shocked.

"Who is it? What the hell is going on? Why didn't you call the police? ”

Avandi looked left and right, and sure enough, he saw that the house seemed to have been smashed, everything was in chaos, and his brother and sister were nowhere to be seen.

He immediately took out his mobile phone and prepared to call the police.

"No, don't, Avandi, my son, can't call the police."

He was about to call the police, but was grabbed by the woman, crying and not letting him call the police.

"Why, Mom? Didn't my brother and sister get taken away? Do you know who did it? ”

Awandi couldn't figure out how his mother had stopped him from calling the police.

"It's Putt, he did it."

As soon as the name "Pute" came out, Avandi's face immediately changed drastically.

"How could it be him? We didn't provoke him, why did he take his brother and sister? ”

"You, your father, they say your father borrowed a large gambling debt from Pute, and if he can't pay it back, they let your brother and sister pay off the debt." The woman sobbed.

"That damn bastard."

Avandi understood the cause and effect of all this, but he was also vaguely strange, his father, the old gambler, was penniless, and the entire slum should know, as the underground boss of the Putt slum, how could he borrow money from his father, the old gambler?

Yes, he also understood why his mother had stopped him from calling the police.

Even though his identity is different now, it is still not worth mentioning in the face of the underground boss in the slums. This Put, who ruled the entire underground environment of the ghetto while the government turned a blind eye, not only had the largest underground casino in the ghetto, but was also involved in the sale of drugs and businesses such as children and women, and was said to have dealings with rebels and drug bigwigs in the Philippines.

A person of such status, even if he is the chief of the police department, has to give three points to the thug Putte, but he has heard the rumor, because the three rookie policemen are ignorant and ruined his business, and that night, the three rookie policemen were found to have been killed because of a traffic accident. And the police department didn't know what deal had been made with Putte, and they didn't know about it.

Even if Awandi calls the police now, the police will definitely not help him rescue people, and maybe they will put him in prison at will under Pute's hint, and his work will definitely be over.

Why?

Why is this happening?

Avandi tugged at her hair in pain, and for a moment her hands were at a loss as to what to do. (To be continued.) )