0710 [Future Millionaire]
NEW YORK β
Wellington Street, 17.
"Hey, is there any mistake, people are standing in line outside for so long in winter, and they are about to freeze to death!"
"yes, this security company is inhumane, at least let us go in to get warm!"
When Barton arrived at the recruiting office according to the location designated by the newspaper, he found a long line on the icy Marlon.
There are all types of people in line, homeless people, butchers, street gangsters, veterans, etc., almost all of them are burly and powerful, and they like to fight fiercely.
At this moment, these people are shrinking their necks one by one, putting their hands in their pockets, or rubbing their hands and stomping their feet, facing the cold wind, complaining and cursing vigorously.
Patton didn't complain, he didn't curse, he just silently walked to the back of the line and lined up in order.
A fat white man in front of him, who was obviously a chef before, cursed at the moment: "Damn, this security company doesn't look reliable, you see, let's stand outside and freeze in the winter, what do you mean?" Let's disperse, go back and have a full meal, and then sleep with a pillow. β
"yes, what's the use of being frozen here? I didn't see anyone inside come out to say hello. Another thin white man said.
It's a pity that even if they say this, the crowd is still unmoved.
Although it was cold, the annual salary of 100,000 yuan on the recruitment advertisement was very hot.
The white fat man didn't expect that his trick was useless, he originally wanted to deceive a few and a few fewer competitors, but he didn't expect that the current people are so tolerant.
The white thin man was also surprised, not to mention anything else, those street gangsters used to be the least fond of hardship, and now they are willing to stand in the ice and snow for so long.
At this time, the queue not only did not dissipate, but grew stronger and stronger, and there were more and more people.
In this era when jobs are hard to find and survival is difficult, an annual salary of 100,000 yuan can completely change a person's life.
Whether it's the bastards, the veterans, the unemployed, the cooks, the security guards, the cleaners-ββ
They are all freezing in pursuit of an annual salary of 100,000 yuan.
Not far away, because the recruitment queue was too long, which affected traffic, four white police officers in police uniforms came to maintain order.
They told the queue not to step on the street line, let the cars clear, and the flow of people cleared.
The cold wind was blowing, but the four policemen in big brimmed hats were exhausted and out of breath.
"Damn, what the hell is this company and why are so many people applying?" The white sheriff at the head was a tall man, took off his hat and fanned his cheeks.
"What is it said to be called Pangu Security Company-ββ Pangu seems to be a god in China, similar to God!" A short policeman said.
"God? That's God Security! The white sheriff joked. No wonder so many people came running to get close to God! β
"Not really. It's becauseβ"
"Because of what?"
"It's because the security company offers a high annual salary."
"Very high? How tall? β
"One hundred thousand!"
"Ahem, what?" The white sheriff's eyes widened. "Oh my God, I only earn $30,000 a year, but they -ββ"
For a moment, the white sheriff's eyes lit up.
The short policeman noticed it and immediately said, "Head, anyway, we're about to get off work now, you see...... Would you like to try it later? β
The white policeman patted the short man on the head, "This sentence is the most correct thing you have ever said in your life!" β
β¦β¦
Half an hour passed.
An hour passed.
Finally, some people couldn't hold on anymore, standing in such a cold and snowy place, scolding and leaving.
Someone takes the lead, someone follows.
Slowly, more and more people cursed angrily and left.
The originally long line was cut in half at once.
Barton didn't leave, he rubbed his hands, sighed, and tried to move in place to warm his body.
When he fought the Vietnam War in Vietnam, he could stay in the hot grass for three days, let mosquito bites, poisonous snakes and centipedes harass, and would not reveal his identity.
Compared to that time, standing in the ice and snow at this moment is like staying in "heaven".
"Damn, why haven't you opened the door yet? Could it be that the recruitment ad is fake? The fat white chef in front of Patton began cursing again.
"yes, this is obviously cheating people, we've been standing for almost two hours! Damn, I've had enough of it, stop doing it! The thin white man cursed loudly, could not bear the cold any longer, and turned away.
Seeing this, the white fat man didn't wait, and hurriedly caught up: "Man, I feel that I have a fate with you at first sight, why don't you go to the bar in front of you to have a drink to warm up?" β
βOKοΌ Damn, I'm angry! β
"Me too! This is a broken company! Pure liars! β
The two cursed loudly and left side by side.
Barton took a deep breath and looked at the sky that was about to go dark, and the still closed door of the company, and his heart was a little shaken.
But when he thought of his wife and children, and the vows he had made, this swaying immediately dispersed.
There was a conversation from behind.
"Boss, I can't hold on, or let's go! It's so cold! β
That's right, standing behind Patton was the white sheriff who had just finished his duty and the short cop.
The white sheriff frowned: "Look at your ability!" People stand for two or three hours, but you and I can't hold on after just over an hour? β
"No, you see it's getting dark, the snow is starting to fall heavily again, and the main thing is -ββ" The short policeman pointed to the gate of the "Pangu Security Company", "The gate is always closed here!" It seems that there is no one at all! We're going to be popsicles if we wait any longer, yes, we're big fools! β
The white sheriff was a little shaken, but he still patted his short shoulder and encouraged: "Migan, I taught you that you must know how to persevere in life and work!" β
"I know, Sheriff Ann, but -ββ"
Just when Meagan couldn't hold on anymore and retreated-ββ
Crunch!
The door that had been closed for a long time suddenly and slowly opened.
"God, it's open!"
"Yes, there really are people!"
"Shout!"
Those who had waited so hard and did not leave let out a cry of surprise.
Barton and Sheriff Ann behind him, and Guard Meagan also smiled, after all, these hours have not been in vain.
As the door of the company opened, Yan Xiong walked out of it wearing a Tang costume brocade jacket, a mink hat, and a big man posture with his hands behind his back.
"Uh, how is it a Chinese?"
"Damn, we've been waiting for a Chinese guy for a long time!"
The interviewees were all full of resentment.
For them, the American racial class is serious, white supremacy, then blacks, then Asians, and the Asian Chinese are the lowest level, not even as good as Koreans, and Dongying, but a little higher than Vietnamese, Filipinos, and Thais.
In the face of the disdain and ridicule of these interviewers, Yan Xiong was indifferent.
In the capitalist world of the United States, where money reigns supreme, all races and discrimination depend on capital to speak.
If you have money, you can let the white man lick your ~ ass and let the black man help you take a bath!
For Yan Xiong, the best thing about the United States is that there is nothing in this country that money can't buy!
"Congratulations! You people pass the first test! Yan Xiong said slowly.
"Uh, the test?"
Everyone was stunned.
"That's right!" Yan Xiong explained with a smile, "If you can't even hold on to this bit of cold, how are you qualified to be our best security personnel in Pangu?" We want the best soldiers, the best soldiers who can fight the cold and the heat! β
When Yan Xiong was a detective in Hong Kong, he mobilized his subordinates, and he was able to capture all the words and generous speeches.
Most importantly, he felt that it was not difficult to handle these simple-minded ghosts with well-developed limbs.
"So congratulations! An annual salary of 100,000 is beckoning to you, and a bonus of one million in the future is not a dream! β
"Ah, a million-dollar prize? What do you mean? There was a commotion in the crowd.
They all came to chase an annual salary of 100,000 yuan, but they didn't expect that there was an incentive method of "million bonus", and for a while, the whole crowd became excited.
It was freezing and snowy, but everyone felt hot and dry.
Yan Xiong saw the enrollment effect, and his heart was extremely proud, "The meaning is very simple, as long as you can join our Pangu Security Company, then you will have the opportunity to make meritorious contributions, as long as you make meritorious contributions, you will have the opportunity to get a million rewards!" So -ββ" Yan Xiong suddenly stretched out his right index finger and pointed at everyone, from the first one to the last: "So, you are all future -ββ"
Yan Xiong deliberately paused and stared: "Millionaire!" β
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"What, we're millionaires, I heard you right, right?"
"Is this Chinese fat man joking?"
"An annual salary of 100,000 and a million rewards? Oh my God! β
This time, the scene boiled directly.
For them, the annual salary of 100,000 yuan is beyond their imagination, which can make them worry about food and clothing for a lifetime, as for the salary of one million, they have never even thought about it, but now they -ββ
The news spread quickly.
In just a few minutes, the cold wind spread to the front and back alleys of Wellington Street.
The fat chef and the white thin man, who had just sat down and were about to drink to warm up their buttocks, soon heard the shocking news, and immediately they dropped the whiskey they had not yet started drinking and rushed the way they came.
There were also a number of other runners who were running at the same time.
They were glad that they could rejoin the interview team.
It's a pity that they don't have a chance.
Seeing that these people were about to line up again, some were even ready to forcibly plug them, muttering: "I was already lined up here!" β
"Yes, God can prove it!"
Yan Xiong ignored them, just waved his hand, and immediately walked out of Pangu Company with four loaded guns, they are Tom, a white man, a black Ali, and Park Guochang and Boqiu among the FBI agents.
Without mercy, the four of them drove out those who had re-lined up and added stoppers, and some of them directly used force to throw them back into the street, as if they were losing their pleasure.
At first, there were some bastards who wanted to resist, but they were beaten up by four people.
Cracking sound!
Black!
Four FBI elites beat up a few thugs, so they can't catch it?
Seeing that it was not possible to fight alone, the others gathered the big guys to shout and resist together-ββ
"Damn, we've all lined up!"
"Oh my God, we waited in line for three hours, and we just went to pee!"
"Yes, please, give us another chance!"
These people are both soft and hard, hoping that Yan Xiong can raise his noble hand.
Yan Xiong still ignored them and waved his hand.
This time, the four of them directly lit up their guns! "Get out! Don't go away and shoot again! Tom, a white man, held up a gun and yelled at the troublemakers.
"Don't be afraid, they don't dare shoot!"
"Yes, we have to fight for the opportunity, we can't stand for so long in vain!"
White Tom laughed.
He has been with Du Yongxiao for so long, he understands one thing-ββ
Sometimes actions speak louder than words.
So-ββ
"Da Da Da!"
White Tom is a string of strafing shots at the sky.
"Oh my God, he really shot!"
"Damn it!"
"Shit!"
Those people did not hesitate any longer and fled in swarm.
Looking at these fleeing people, Yan Xiong snorted coldly with his hands behind his back, "There is no need for people who are afraid of the cold here!" I can't stand even a little cold, I greet your mother! β
The scene was quiet again.
Looking at the "comrades" who were driven away, the "comrades-in-arms" who had once lined up in a line, the rest of the people were overjoyed one by one.
Many of them had been shaken in their minds before, and they also felt deceived, especially on such a cold day, standing here for three or four hours in vain, but for some reason, they finally persevered.
For example, Barton, at the moment, how glad he held on and didn't leave.
"Honestly, you guys are really lucky." After Yan Xiong cleaned up the scene, he put his hands behind his back, still looking like a big man, and said lightly.
Barton looked at Yan Xiong and felt like he was seeing Godβthough he didn't know if the real God was a fat Chinese man with a smile like the one in front of him.
But at this moment, he really wanted to hug Yan Xiong and kiss him, and tell him: "Damn, I love you!" β
Also excited were Officer Ann Chay and Guard Megan behind Patton, the two of them had very decent jobs, and they came here to line up just for the legendary "100,000 annual salary", but now-
In addition to the 100,000 annual salary, there will be a million rewards, which is simply not too good!
"Sheriff Ann, am I dreaming? You pinch me! Migan brought a smile down to Ann Chase.
Ann chased him and pinched him hard.
"Oops, it hurts! I'm not dreaming! It's all true! God, we're in line! β
Yan Xiong saw that these people were aroused, coughed, and immediately everyone's eyes were on him.
If at the beginning, everyone didn't care much about Yan Xiong, and even because Yan Xiong was Chinese, they were still a little contemptuous and ridiculed, then Yan Xiong at this moment is a real "savior" in their eyes and a "representative" sent by God.
Everyone looked at Yan Xiong respectfully, without the contempt they had before.
Yan Xiong is also very powerful, he dodged a road, stretched out his hand to the door of the company to make an inviting gesture: "Then now, you are about to lead to the road to the happiness of becoming a millionaire, there are thorns and opportunities ahead, everything depends on you!" β
After speaking, Yan Xiong smiled slightly and said to everyone: "Pleaseββ! β
(End of chapter)