"Fifty plus thirty target supermarket vouchers." A man puts on his somewhat dirty target discount supermarket chain delivery worker uniform and tosses a few bills and three discount coupons out of his wallet.

Susan Curtis buttoned up her corset and said dissatisfied, "Hey! We said the good price, but 80 yuan, all in cash! ”

"Baby, what the is because the Joy Seeker ad and when I call you and ask about it, you say you have a big F rating, but you actually only have a C, and the service I encountered when I consume is discounted, so I have to pay for the same discount." The man turned his head and said in a cold tone to the woman who had just hugged each other affectionately.

Seeing that Susan wanted to rush over with a resentful expression on her face, the man shook his huge fist and showed a cruel smile: "Baby, there is more than one place in my body that is hard enough. ”

"You're a terrible guest." In the end, Susan didn't have the courage to entangle with the other party, so she just walked over, opened the door coldly, and complained.

The man grinned and walked out the door, "Your bad boobs are only worthy of a bad guest like me, see you next time." ”

When the door closed again, the twenty-four-year-old Susan lay back into her bed with a numb face, fumbled out the cigarette case next to her with her hand, lit one in her mouth, rolled her eyes, and looked out the window.

Only at sunset does the light briefly shine through the window of this dilapidated apartment, giving her a warm and somber look.

The phone on the bedside table rang again, she held a cigarette in her left hand, picked up the earpiece in her right hand, and although her face was still cold and numb, she said in a sweet and greasy voice: "Baby, do you want to have some fun?" ”

There was a laugh from a few young people on the other side of the phone, apparently just a group of bored young people, not guests ready to patronize her, Susan hung up the phone, and the room fell silent again.

After enjoying a moment of silence, Susan dropped her cigarette butt and picked up the "Funker" magazine next to her, ready to see if any of the other sisters in the company had come up with a more tempting advertising slogan, and she took it and copied it.

Thirty pages of "The Pleasure Seeker", Susan just turned the pages and looked at it, and by the tenth page, tears had covered that numb face, and every time she read this magazine, she would cry, and she herself didn't know why, maybe because she found that there were dozens of women with the same fate as herself on just one page, and they were lying in bed in despair like herself waiting for the next guest.

Thirty pages, plus the number of people working in those entertainment companies, are thousands of women, on the shelves of magazines like discounted goods, waiting for customers to pick them up.

Soon, she turned to the last page of the magazine, and saw that there was an ad that was completely out of place with the others, and Susan didn't even know if it was an advertisement:

"Free training in computer technology here, free job recommendation here, here will teach you to use technology outside the body to gain a foothold in this world, if you are not completely disappointed in this world, please give us a chance to help you, this is Stanford University Women's Equality Advancement, give us a call, we are willing to listen."

Below is a line of phone numbers.

Susan lives in San Jose, just forty kilometers from Stanford University in Palo Alto, and she certainly knows the name of the university.

My father, who had disappeared from his life for many years, angrily scolded Stanford University for causing them to lose their jobs.

Many years ago, Palo Alto was the largest producer of food machinery and military weapons on the West Coast, and tens of thousands of workers made a living from it, but with the end of the war, the times developed, and various factories established during World War II were closed, and then Stanford University bought the land and renamed it Stanford Industrial Park, and those unemployed workers always thought that Stanford would open factories in this industrial park, but in the end only various physics, high-tech and other companies were established in the park, not to mention going in and starting work. Even the security guards who help the guards in the industrial zone have a high school education.

Susan has a high school education, but she doesn't have a job, she doesn't have a place to live, and the apartment belongs to a friend of hers, who is kind enough to provide accommodation, and takes 30 percent of her business.

"Please give us a chance to help you, Stanford." Reading the slogan, Susan's numb face finally had an expression called mockery, but she picked up the phone by surprise, she wanted to call Stanford as a pastime like those young people called to tease her.

……

Tommy grimaced, glanced at several girls in front of him, including Reni, who were in charge of answering the phone, and finally looked at Gary Good, the person in charge, and slowly walked in front of the other party, forcing him to look at him: "I don't understand, why these people you found have a very hypocritical tone after everyone answers the phone!" Don't be questioned by the women who have been tortured by the fucking life, even when I hear that tone, I think you guys are fucking liars! ”

Renee subconsciously covered her mouth, it was the first time that Tommy had spoken in such vulgar words in front of her, and it was still in the presence of several girls next to her, you know, these are all members of the Women's Equality Promotion Association.

Gary was taken aback by Tommy's tone, and didn't come back to his senses, but a girl next to him spoke to Tommy dissatisfied:

"Hey, you have to pay attention to your tone, we ......"

"I pay attention to the tone? Do I pay attention to the tone? It's the you guys need to pay attention to the tone! Tommy directly interrupted the girl's words, pointing to several phones not far away, with a fierce expression:

"What are you worried about? What in hypocrisy! Are you really liars who are ready to deceive them? No！ You're fucking trying to save them! But why did you want to pull them into the fire pit! ”

The girl looked down at Tommy's fierce eyes, but her companion immediately plucked up the courage to speak, and explained to Tommy:

"We just don't want to hurt their self-esteem when communicating, so we have more appropriate words in our minds to avoid ......"

"They've been tortured by the world to the point that they don't have self-esteem, what they need is not politeness, it's not politeness, they call to see if the world still has the last fucking hope and opportunity to change their fate! Only when they know this will they give us the most precious thing in her, which is what little trust she has left! Tommy turned to look at the other man:

"Do you really understand equality! Do you know respect? You know the! That tone of yours is the greatest disrespect to the woman on the other side of the phone! Three phone calls! Three phone calls! You've wasted three chances! Those three women had a chance to change their fate, but because of your shit-like tone, they will continue to sink, it's your fault~, fuck your Equality Promotion Association, a group of stupid * college students who have eaten enough to set up a play organization that only knows how to shout slogans! I'm taking the money to buy computers to help those women, not to help you people add a glossy resume to your resume! ”

"Tommy, calm down." Renee nervously whispered to Tommy, because two of the girls had already burst into tears because of Tommy's rude swearing.

"Wipe away your tears, hear clearly, and let Tommy Hawke in the country teach you, young ladies, how to deal with such scarred women, and that is to treat them as equals, not as underestimating them." Tommy lowered his head and lit his cigarette, took a deep breath, and then walked over to the phone:

"If I fail, just complain about me, but if I succeed, you'd better fucking do what I say, or I'll complain to the Promotion Council that you just want to hypocritically gild yourself and don't want to fucking save those poor women!"

Soon, the phone rang, and Tommy answered the phone with unquenched anger in his tone: "Stanford University Women's Equality Computer Training Classroom, I'm Tommy Hawke. ”

"I saw a weird ad on Funker that says Train Computers for free? That's an April Fool's joke for college students, right? The woman across from her asked, "You should know that the ad on it doesn't even go to normal people, so people at Stanford are crazy?" ”

Tommy Hawk took a puff of his cigarette and exhaled a puff of smoke into the earpiece: "Listen, ma'am, you're not the first to doubt, I'm already emaciated to deal with skeptics like you, so allow me to smoke a soothing cigarette to make a long story short for you, I won't ask your name, but I need to ask you two other questions, and if your call has a recording function, you can start recording now." ”

"I'm listening." The woman said.

Tommy said in a direct tone: "You take a business, how much does the guest pay you?" ”

As soon as this question came out, the other people present instantly showed frightened expressions.

"Fifty bucks." The woman was silent for two seconds, and in the shock of everyone, she actually laughed self-deprecatingly and answered Tommy's question: "And a discount coupon of thirty yuan." ”

Tommy flicked the cigarette ash: discount coupons can also be paid? That guest sounds like a jerk, but I'm worse, you know, I fucking sit here part-time to answer the phone, and I only make four dollars an hour for dozens of calls, but there's also a good thing, which is that I'm sitting in the office, and I just need to explain to suspicious ladies like you, and I don't have to take off my clothes to deal with those difficult guests, and I don't have to worry about the police coming to the door, not to mention that I know computers, and after graduation, I go to those big companies to find decent jobs, of course, don't be discouraged, ma'am, you can too, So then my second question is, do you know where Stanford is? ”

"Yes."

"Very good, then I'll say it again, computer training is provided here for free, and after completing the study, I recommend a job for free, the location is in the classroom on the campus of Stanford University, you can come directly and verify it for yourself, if it turns out that this stupid * promotion association spends money on advertising just to joke with you women, directly hand over the phone recording to the police, they will send me and the people of the promotion association to where they should go, and then find a lawyer who is willing to make money, sue Stanford University, and claim a sum of money enough for the rest of your life, Don't be soft, Stanford is rich. Tommy said in a vulgar tone, "And I guarantee that there will definitely be a lawyer who is willing to help you do this kind of thing without charging a consultation fee, just to share that large sum of money with you." ”

When the woman heard Tommy's words, she let out a happy laugh: "You mean I can take classes in the classroom at Stanford University for free?" If it's not free, or if it scams me, can I still sue Stanford? You're quite interesting, and there are very few people who answer the phone as interesting as you. ”

Renee blinked not far away, and when she first met Tommy, she had also said that Tommy was funny, but Tommy was definitely not like he is now, like a ...... Like a middle-aged drunkard after two drinks in an inferior bar.

"Yes, anyway, Stanford's money is not mine, and I will be very happy to have the opportunity to see it unlucky, so ma'am, you come to Stanford University to see it yourself, I don't have time to explain too much to you, people are curious about the word free, I have to explain it dozens or hundreds of times a day, I guess if you have so many guests a day, you won't keep a good temper, do you have any other questions? I'm going to hang up. Tommy's tone was a little impatient, ready to end the call.

The woman thought for a moment: "I don't have a car, if I take a bus over, will anyone of you receive me at the school gate?" I've heard that Stanford's campus is huge. ”

"Of course, we have a reception desk at the school gate, but you have to tell me your name so I can register for you." Tommy said, picking up the pen on the table.

The woman didn't hesitate and said directly, "Susan Curtis." ”

"Okay, I'll register you, Miss Susan Curtis, see you tomorrow." Tommy threw out a perfunctory goodbye, hung up the phone, and then held up the paper with the other party's name written on it and walked up to the women:

"Maybe it's a fake name, maybe she won't come tomorrow, but at least she's willing to listen to me, at least she has the urge to come and see it, that's why she asks if there's a reception at the school gate, and your concerns will only make them worry that you're going to cheat them out of their money, so, give me a fucking memory, respect is not looking down and giving alms, respect is simple, look them in the eye."

The second update ~ 4,000 words ~

(End of chapter)