Losing the Job

I would like a McChicken sandwich and a glass of milk. "

A tall and slender white-collar beauty pointed to the menu on the ordering counter with delicate fingers, smiling as she handed the gold card to Yanfeng, her gaze fixed on his handsome face.

"Two hundred and thirty dollars," Yanfeng skillfully placed a plate with a McChicken sandwich and a cup of milk in front of the young beautiful woman, "Thank you for your patronage." "

The white-collar beauty felt disappointed when she didn't see any response.

Have you heard? Last night, the KeXun Building was burglarized, and confidential documents of KeXun Group were stolen. The young man leaning against the ordering counter said to the big guy with a crew cut across from him.

The crew-cut young man slammed the frozen Coke on the table, his voice somewhat loud and rough: "How could I not know?" It's all over the headlines of China News. Just now when I passed by the Science and Technology Building, the scene of those armed personnel was truly shocking. They surrounded the Science and Technology Square inside and out, not even allowing a cockroach to squeeze in! There are also internal messages that are not disclosed to the public... "

The young man was intrigued and asked eagerly, "What internal news?" "

The crew-cut young man raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "The stolen KeXun data this time is related to the upcoming online game 'Eden', and the thief is just one person!" "

No way? Dare to go to that 'high-tech prison' alone, and even successfully escape from it? Who is so extraordinary? The young man was full of disbelief on his face.

The crewcut young man disagreed: "China is vast and rich in resources, with many hidden talents. The Security Department of the Science and Technology Building only has a few hundred armed personnel. With 361 floors covering nearly 5,000 square meters, achieving watertight security is not an easy task." The data of "Eden" was stolen, and this is a big loss for Science Communication. "

The young man asked curiously, "Isn't Kesun known for its work in network communication and global Wi-Fi?" When did you start playing online games? "

The crew-cut young man chuckled and said somewhat mysteriously, "It seems like you don't browse Time magazine online regularly. Ever since the announcement of the 'Eden Project' three years ago, Time magazine has mentioned this game almost every week." Let me tell you, 'Eden' was jointly designed by the four global giants of online games and the network intelligence entity 'Milo'. It not only surpasses any previous realistic online game in scale, but has also been fully recognized by the United Nations medical institutions. It has sleep therapy functions and can effectively alleviate social stress on a large scale. It has gained support and cooperation from governments of more than a hundred countries. "

"I know that 'Eden' is very famous. I was planning to queue overnight to buy the latest gaming equipment when it opens next month. I didn't expect it to be so impressive. I hope to make a name for myself this time!" The young man was so excited that he danced with joy.

The crew-cut young man looked disdainful: "Dumb bird, this game is full of business opportunities, far beyond the international online game 'God Realm'. The advertising costs alone are nearly 10 billion, even KeXun is willing to risk investing a huge amount of money. It is estimated that those online game studios and professional guilds have long been eyeing it. As casual players like us, it's good enough not to be at the bottom. Dreaming of making a name for ourselves? Forget about it..." "

Yanfeng was indifferent to the theft they mentioned, but "Eden" did touch him a lot. Yanfeng was once obsessed with realistic virtual reality games that provide a true sense of touch, and he had high expectations for "Eden", even making detailed plans for it. Before the accident that took both of his parents, he led his own guild - Twilight of the Gods, a team of sixty-three powerful players that rivaled the top guild Eternal Empire in the international MMORPG "Divine Realm." The leader of Eternal Empire, Bloodflare, once commented on Yinfeng's guild, saying, "They may not be the most professional players, but because of that, they possess top-notch skills!" "

After all, as a non-professional guild, most of the guild members are from wealthy families, joining 'Twilight of the Gods' purely for skills and entertainment. After Yanfeng disappeared two years ago, 'Twilight of the Gods' gradually declined.

I wonder how Tianhao and Yueru are doing... "

Various past events came to mind, and Yanfeng couldn't help but sigh with regret, those lingering affections have now been replaced by hatred.

"Yanfeng, Yanfeng..." A crisp voice interrupted Yanfeng's thoughts. The young girl in front was wearing a light yellow down jacket, with a round egg-shaped face showing a pair of shy dimples, blushing cheeks, and exuding a youthful and charming aura.

Yanfeng came to his senses and a rare smile appeared on his face: "You're up so early today!" "

Yanfeng has been working in this restaurant for nearly a year, enduring many cold looks and setbacks. He has grown accustomed to the life of a lower-class worker, but the girl in front of him gives him a feeling of sunshine and warmth.

Good morning! The girl's face showed a shy smile.

Good morning, Brother Yanfeng! The little boy next to the girl stood on tiptoe, his hands gripping the edge of the counter, and called out to Yan Feng in a childish voice.

Yanfeng smiled and nodded, placing a nutritious meal in front of the girl and adding a cheese tart. He said, "BiBi looks energetic today, so big brother treats you to a cheese tart." "

Thank you, Brother Yanfeng. "

The waitress next to her joked, "BiBi, do you only remember Brother Yanfeng?" "

Hello, auntie! "

Although the little boy had a sweet voice, it sounded somewhat unnatural. The waitress pretended to be angry and said, "Don't call me auntie, you should call me sister!" "

"I already have an older sister, Brother Yanfeng and Sister Xiaomin," the little boy nodded seriously, pointing his finger, "Mom said we should be polite when we go out, and when we see a beautiful older sister, we should say 'Hello, Auntie'." "

The waitress was somewhat amused and exasperated, reaching out to lightly pat the little boy's head a few times, and scolded with a smile, "You little rascal, I can't do anything with you!" "

At this moment, there was an old man standing behind Xiaomin. She felt awkward to chat with Yanfeng again, so she carried the tray and walked towards the inner hall.

Hello, may I ask what you would like to order? "Yanfeng asked."

I'd like a bowl of egg and lean meat congee and a double skin milk pudding, please. "

Yanfeng turned around to prepare, suddenly a scream came from the inner hall: "Ah!" "

Then there was the sound of a plate falling to the ground. Yanfeng furrowed his brows slightly and said to the waitress next to him, "Please take care of it for me, I'll go and have a look." "

Do you know how expensive this suit of mine is? The slightly overweight middle-aged man tightly held Xiaomin's delicate hand with his large palm.

Xiaomin repeatedly bowed and apologized, "I'm sorry..." I'm sorry, I'll help you dry clean right away, can you please let go of me first... "

The middle-aged man was a little hot-tempered, cursing and shouting, "Dry cleaning?" Can this blueberry juice wash off? I'm about to attend an advanced meeting, what should I do? "

What's going on? Yanfeng quickly walked over.

Xiaomin said weakly, "I just passed by here, and this gentleman suddenly stood up..." "

Seeing the situation clearly, Yanfeng had already guessed what had happened. Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the middle-aged man's thick arm, saying, "Can you please let go of my hand first?" "

Seeing Yanfeng being disrespectful, the middle-aged man became even angrier, shouting loudly, "This is none of your business, step aside!" "

Yanfeng remained silent, the sharpness in his eyes unmistakable. With a slight exertion of force in his hand, the angry expression on the middle-aged man's face gradually turned into pain. He had no choice but to release Xiaomin's delicate hand, shouting in a mix of shock and anger, "Let go..." Let go quickly... "

With a flick of his hand, Yanfeng caused the middle-aged man's heavy body to fall back onto his chair. At this moment, the manager of the restaurant walked over and scolded Yan Feng, "Why are you treating the customers like this?" "

Please take me to the rest area! The manager glared at Yanfeng, then turned to the middle-aged man and apologized, "Sir, I'm really sorry for this unpleasant incident in our store..." "

Yanfeng glanced at Xiaomin, saw her calm expression, nodded slightly, and turned to walk into the rest room.

It seems that this job has come to an end... Recalling the expression on the manager's face just now, Yanfeng let out a soft sigh.

He comes from a wealthy family, is not good at service-oriented work, and is not one to smile easily. In this highly technologically advanced era, basic labor is gradually being replaced by artificial intelligence. The imbalance in social employment has worsened for over twenty years. A college education is now the minimum educational requirement, and young people like Yanfeng who have not graduated from college are few and far between. It is not easy for them to find a suitable job. Without a college education, one is constrained everywhere and looked down upon by others.

Without any surprises, Yanfeng was laid off, then he fried some squid. He received half a month's salary from the finance department and a recommendation letter that was of little use. Returning to the 20-square-meter residence, Yanfeng casually threw the recommendation letter on the table.

Looking for a job is a headache for Yanfeng, but he has no choice. Although he practices two ancient martial arts, the tasks assigned by the Dark Fire organization are unpaid except for necessary supplies, and he cannot reveal his identity as a martial artist. In this sense, he is no different from an ordinary person, and even because of his academic background, it is even more difficult for him to make a living.

No matter how difficult life is, one should never resort to stealing. There is a difference between stealing out of necessity and stealing for a living. I would rather starve to death than steal a single penny! His deep-rooted pride and resilience remain unchanged, even though he is now down and out.

Upon starting the computer, Yanfeng did not immediately check work-related information, but instead browsed news articles about the 'Yang Group'. A news report caught his eye, exploding like a bomb in his mind - "Yang Group locks in 'Eden' and forms professional guild 'Energy Users'".

Don't the senior executives stop such behavior that ignores company regulations? "

Yang Group has always been focused on the energy sector, whether it is seabed combustible ice, nuclear energy, hydrogen energy, biomass energy, solar energy, wind energy, ocean energy, geothermal energy and other natural energy sources, Yang Group has world-class technology and scale. It also has an industrial chain related to energy. Investments in online games like this can be said to be unprecedented in history.

The group invested in "Eden" and established a professional guild. Did Jin Hui Group also invest a huge amount of money in the development of "Eden"? Is there any insider information about this online game? The function of sleep therapy, support from governments of various countries, Eden... Yanfeng furrowed his brows, trying to pick out something special from this information.

Two years ago, under pressure from the forces within and outside the Yang Group and the agreement with Old Yan, Yan Feng has been hiding his identity. The Yang Group is now controlled by Yang Xinghua, the half-brother of Yang Zhenhua. Initially, Yan Feng was saved by Yan Laotou, and until his death is confirmed, he can only be considered as 'missing'. His parents' inheritance has not been claimed, and according to the law, Yang Xinghua can only inherit the estate as the second heir after a four-year period of disappearance. Although Yan Feng is not very interested in the business of the Yang Group, it is after all something left by his parents, and he cannot let it fall into the hands of others no matter what. Once isolated and helpless, there was no place to bury oneself once exposed. Now with some power, there is finally a glimmer of hope.

In the following two weeks, Yanfeng applied for seven or eight jobs one after another, preparing for interviews almost every two days, but unfortunately, he was rejected for various reasons. Although finding a job is difficult, Yanfeng does not dare to slack off in his practice. The old man Yan, who could sentence him to death at any time, gave him an extremely dangerous task. In order to break free from the constraints of the task as soon as possible, Yanfeng never misses the opportunity to spar with the old man Yan every two months, despite the huge gap in strength. Even though he is suppressed every time without any strength to fight back, he still desperately strives to improve himself.

It's time to challenge Master Yan to a fight. "

As the sky was getting light, Yanfeng endured the piercing pain caused by the boiling blood in his body, changed into a black uniform, and leaped out of the balcony.