Chapter 3 Losing a Job

"I want a wheat sandwich and a cup of nutritious milk."

A tall white-collar beauty stretched out her slender finger and pointed to the menu on the table. She smiled and handed the gold card to Yan Feng, staring at Yan Feng's handsome face.

"Two hundred and thirty yuan," Yan Feng skillfully put a plate with a wheat sandwich and a cup of nutritious milk in front of the young beauty, "Thank you for your patronage."

Without seeing any response, the white-collar beauty was quite disappointed.

"Have you heard about it? Last night, the Kexun building was stolen, and the confidential documents of the Kexun Group were stolen. The little young man leaning against the edge of the ordering table said to the flat-headed young man with a bigger size.

The flat-headed young man smashed the frozen coke on the table, and his voice was a little loud: "How can you not know? It was all on the headlines of China Daily. When I passed the Kexun Building just now, the armed men's battle was shocked. They circled the outside of Kexun Square twice, and even cockroaches could not squeeze in! There are also internal messages that are not spread..."

The little young man was aroused by interest and asked, "What internal information?"

The flat-headed young man picked up his eyes and smiled, "The stolen science information this time is related to the upcoming online game Eden, and the thief is just one person!"

"No way? Does that 'high-tech prison' dare to go alone and escape successfully? Who is so evil?" The little young man's face was unbelievable.

The flat-headed young man doesn't think so: "China's land is large and rich, and there are many people who hide dragons and crouching tigers. There are only a few hundred armed men in the Kexun Building, covering an area of nearly 5,000 square meters on the 361st floor. How can it be so easy to achieve water without leakage? On the contrary, the information of "Eden" was stolen, and Kexun lost a lot this time.

A young man asked curiously, "Isn't Kexun engaged in network communication and global Wi-Fi? When did you get involved in online games?

The flat-headed young man smiled and said mysteriously, "It seems that you don't usually browse 'Time' online. Since the announcement of the Eden plan three years ago, 'Time' has mentioned this game almost every week. Let me tell you, Eden is jointly designed by the world's four major online game giants and the network intelligence Milo. It is not only far larger than any previous realistic online game, but also has been fully recognized by the United Nations medical institution. It has the function of sleep recuperation and can relieve social pressure on a large scale. It has obtained 100 The support and cooperation of many governments.

"I know that Eden is very famous. I'm going to queue up overnight to buy the latest game equipment when it opens next month. I didn't expect it to be so powerful. I hope I can make a name this time!" The little young man danced with excitement for a moment.

The flat-headed young man looked contemptuous: "Dumb bird, this game is full of business opportunities. It is far from comparable to the international online game Divine Realm. The advertising expenses consumed alone are nearly 10 billion yuan. Even Kexun is willing to take risks and spend a lot of money to invest in it. It is estimated that those online game studios and professional guilds have long been staring at it, like us. It's good for this kind of casual player not to be at the bottom. I still want to be famous. Let's dream..."

Yan Feng didn't care about the theft they talked about, but Eden touched him a lot. Yan Feng was once addicted to realistic online games with real touch, had strong expectations for Eden, and even made detailed plans. Before the accident at the end of his parents, he led the guild he formed - the dusk of the gods, which was a team with sixty-three powerful players. He was as famous as the first guild "Eternal Empire" in the international large-scale online game Divine Realm. The president of the Eternal Empire "Eternal Empire" had such a comment on the guild formed by Yanfeng. Price: "They may not be the most professional players. Because of this, they have first-class technology!"

After all, it is not a professional guild. The members of the guild are rich in their families and completely add "Twilight of the Gods" for technology and entertainment. After Yanfeng disappeared two years ago, "Twilight of the Gods" gradually declined.

"I don't know how Tianhao and Yueru are doing..."

All kinds of past events appeared in his mind, and Yan Feng couldn't help sighing in his heart. Those nostalgia have now been replaced by hatred.

"Yanfeng, Yanfeng..." A crisp voice interrupted Yanfeng's thoughts. The young girl in front of the stage was wearing a goose yellow down jacket, a round goose egg with a pair of shy dimples on her face, her cheeks were red, and there was a lovely breath of youth all over her body.

Yan Feng came to his senses, with a rare smile on his face: "It's so early today!"

Yanfeng has worked in this restaurant for nearly a year and has suffered a lot of cold eyes and blows. He is used to the life of lower-level workers, but the girl in front of him gives him a feeling of sunshine and warmth.

"Morning!" There was a shy smile on the girl's face.

"Brother Yanfeng, good morning!" The little boy next to the girl on tiptoe, climbed his hands on the edge of the front desk, and shouted at Yanfeng in a tender voice.

Yan Feng nodded with a smile, directly sent a nutrition package to the girl, and then added a cheese tart and said, "BiBi is very energetic today. I'll treat you to egg tarts."

"Thank you, Brother Yanfeng."

The waitress next to him joked, "BiBi remembers Brother Yanfeng?"

"How are you, auntie!"

Although the little boy's voice was sweet, it sounded unnatural. The waitress pretended to be angry: "Don't call me aunt, you should call me sister!"

"I already have a sister, brother Yan Feng and sister Xiaomin," the little boy nodded seriously, "Mom said, be polite when you go out, and call 'Auntie' when you see a beautiful elder sister."

The waitress couldn't laugh or cry. She reached out and stroked the little boy's head lightly a few times. She laughed and scolded, "Little Gu Lingjing, there's nothing I can do with you!"

At this time, an old man stood behind Xiaomin. She unkindly talked to Yan Feng again and walked to the inner hall with a dinner plate.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" Yan Feng asked.

"Give me an egg and wheat porridge and double-skinned cheese."

Yan Feng was turning around to prepare. Suddenly, Xiaomin screamed from the inner hall: "Ah!"

Then there was the sound of the dinner plate falling to the ground. Yan Feng frowned slightly and said to the waitress next to him, "Take care of me. I'll go and have a look."

"Do you know how expensive my suit is!" A slightly fat middle-aged man clutched Xiaomin's slender hand tightly with his thick palm.

Xiaomin bowed his head repeatedly and apologized: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'll dry clean for you right away. Can you let me go first..."

The middle-aged man was a little angry and shouted, "Dry cleaning? Can this blue plum juice be washed clean? I'm going to attend the senior meeting soon. What do you want me to do?

"What's going on?" Yan Feng came over quickly.

Xiaomin said in a delicate voice, "I just passed by here, and this gentleman suddenly stood up..."

Seeing the situation in front of him, Yan Feng had guessed what had happened and reached out to grab the thick arm of the middle-aged man without hesitation:

"Can you let go first?"

Seeing that Yan Feng was rude, the middle-aged man was even more angry and shouted, "It's none of your business here. Go away!"

Yan Feng didn't say anything more, and the sharpness in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed. With a slight force in his hand, the middle-aged man's angry expression gradually turned into pain. He had to let go of Xiaomin's slender hand and shouted angrily: "Let go... Let go..."

Yan Feng shook it casually, and the middle-aged man's bulky body fell on his chair. At this time, the manager of the restaurant came over and shouted to Yanfeng, "Why do you treat the guests like this?"

"Go to the rest room!" The manager stared at Yanfeng and turned to apologize to the middle-aged man, "Sir, I'm sorry that such an unpleasant thing happened in our store..."

Yan Feng glanced at Xiaomin and saw that her expression calmed down. He nodded slightly and turned around and walked into the rest room.

"It seems that this job is over..." Looking back on the manager's expression just now, Yan Feng sighed gently.

He comes from a rich background, meticulous, and is not good at service work. However, in this era of highly developed science and technology, basic work has gradually been replaced by artificial intelligence. The social employment imbalance has worsened for more than 20 years. College culture has become the minimum educational requirement. There are few young people like Yan Feng who do not have college graduates. It's not easy to find a suitable job. Without the hard brick of college education, you will be constrained everywhere, and you will be looked down on in the eyes of others.

He was not accidentally slapped, and then fired. Yan Feng received more than half a month's salary and a useless letter of recommendation from the finance department. Back to the 20-square-meter residence, Yan Feng casually left the letter of recommendation on the table.

Looking for a job is a headache for Yan Feng, but there is nothing he can do. Although he is also a student of ancient martial arts, the task of the Mingyan organization is not paid except for the necessary materials, let alone expose the identity of the ancient martial artist. In this sense, he is no different from ordinary people, and even because of his academic qualifications, it is more difficult to make a living than ordinary people.

No matter how difficult life is, you will never steal property. Task theft and stealing for a living are two different things. If you would rather starve to death, you will never steal any money! His toughness and arrogance, even now he is depressed, has not changed at all.

Starting the computer, Yan Feng did not immediately check the work information, but browsed the report about Yang Group. A report jumped into his eyes, and a huge whirlpool broke out in his mind like a bomb - "Yang's Group locked the Garden of Eden and formed a professional guild 'Energy'".

"Don't those old guys at the senior level stop this kind of disregard for the company's regulations?"

Yang's Group has always focused on the field of energy. Whether it is undersea combustible ice, nuclear energy, hydrogen energy, biomass energy, or solar energy, wind energy, ocean energy, geothermal energy and other natural energy, Yang's Group has world-class technology and scale, and only has an energy-related industrial chain, such as this kind of online game investment. It can be said to be unprecedented.

"The group invested in Eden and formed a professional guild. Jinhui Group also invested heavily in the development of Eden at the beginning of Eden. Is there any inside story of this online game? Sleep recuperation function, the support of governments, Eden..." Yan Feng frowned and wanted to grab something special from this information.

Two years ago, Yan Feng had been hiding his identity due to the forces inside and outside the Yang Group and the "agreement" with Mr. Yan. Yang's Group is now under the power of Yang Xinghua, Yang Xinghua, the half-brother of Yang Zhenhua. At the beginning, Yan Feng was rescued by Mr. Yan. Before his death was confirmed, it could only be regarded as "disappearance". The inheritance of his parents has not been inherited. According to the law, it must be four years before Yang Xinghua can obtain the inheritance as the second heir. . Although Yanfeng does not care about the cause of Yang Group, after all, it is left by his parents and cannot fall into the hands of others under any circumstances. At the beginning, I was isolated and helpless. Once my identity was exposed, I was likely to die without a burial place. Now I have a certain strength, and I finally see a glimmer of hope.

In the next two weeks, Yanfeng found seven or eight jobs one after another, preparing for an interview almost every two days, but unfortunately he was rejected for various reasons. Although it is difficult to find a job, Yan Feng does not dare to relax. Maybe one day the old man Yan, who was sentenced to death by Yan Feng, will give him an extremely dangerous task. In order to get rid of the shackles of the task as soon as possible, Yan Feng never misses the opportunity to fight with Mr. Yan every two months. Although there is a huge gap in strength, even if he is suppressed every time and has no strength to fight back, he still desperately improves himself.

"It's time to find old man Yan."

The sky was bright, and Yan Feng endured the tingling pain caused by the boiling blood in his body. He put on his black uniform and jumped out of the balcony.