blackstone code

"We need a perspective."

The crew leader lit a cigarette and made a long "ding" sound from the lighter, causing people on the "street" to look this way.

The eyes were curious, surprised, and greedy, but when their eyes saw the heavily armed Blackstone security employees, they all became lifeless again.

The crew leader put away the lighter, deciding not to use it for the time being.

He can roughly guess the mentality of some people here, and he doesn't want to cause trouble for himself.

The three ace reporters were very supportive of his suggestion, "I have no problem."

"I'm fine."

The only female reporter agreed.

"Then, you will be divided into three groups to find the materials you think are most suitable..."

He looked at the security personnel around him and asked, "Can you send more people?"

They knew that these people were from Blackstone TV, so they didn't put on any airs. After all, they were all under the same boss. Strictly speaking, they were all their own.

Not long after, two more teams came. After the big guys broke up, they quickly started looking for the target they wanted.

After male reporter A walked around the street a few times, he found a married woman who looked... as if she had suffered violence. She was about 34 years old. She had bruises on her face and was squatting on the roadside in revealing clothes.

Standing in front of her, you only need to lower your head to see her breasts, which are not very thick, and you can also see her lace underwear.

Male reporter A walked over and was about to say something when the woman stood up and said, "Five points, or one gram of gold."

Seeing the expression of male reporter A who had not yet reacted, the woman explained, "[-] credits, or one gram of gold."

"Don't you want to fuck me?"

"I'll live on the first floor."

Male reporter A suddenly became excited. What excited him was not the woman who didn't look good at all, but that he had found what he wanted.

As a reporter, from a certain perspective, I am not much different from the female supporters in front of me——

Their job is to do their best to please others, but female supporters use their bodies, while reporters use reports.

As long as they can satisfy customers, they have no lower limit and no moral integrity.

The material in front of you is the best material!

"I can give you a sum of money, but I need to interview you for a period of time and follow you to film your work and life, the most original side."

The woman hesitated, "I don't want to appear in front of the camera."

Male reporter A showed a friendly smile and said, "I promise it will be edited out when the time comes."

She was still hesitating when a man's roar suddenly came from the room on the first floor, "What the hell are you still hesitating about?"

"Ask him for money. As long as the money is enough, who the hell cares what he does?"

The woman hesitated, then gave a number, "I want two credits."

According to the current price of federal Sol to gold, the total price of two credit points is approximately over 800 yuan.

800 yuan, even if inflation is very high, is far more than a worker's monthly income.

Although people often use "worker" as a measure of income, this does not mean that the income of the worker group is very low.

In the federation, the income of workers with stable jobs and stable working hours is not low at all. They can be said to be a relatively high-income group below the middle class.

On the contrary, those jobs that seem to pay very high hourly wages but may not even work [-] hours a month are the real low-income groups.

Male reporter A took the initiative to raise the price, "I will give you five credits. I want more realistic pictures, including when you are working."

Before the woman could speak, a man's voice came from the stairwell on the first floor, "Promise him!"

Five credits are enough for them to use for a long time, and it is also enough for them to make money for a long time.

"I promise."

"How can I give you the credit?"

Male reporter A has his own letter of credit and has saved a lot of credit points.

As journalists, they have access to some relatively cutting-edge things. When inflation began to be uncontrollable, many of them turned their money into credits or physical gold.

When the five major banks dissolved themselves and terminated their cash business, he converted all his gold into credits. He knew very well that Lynch was unstoppable.

Under the leadership of the woman, he came to a small booth not far away. There was a very special machine inside. "You stand on the other side and insert your letter of credit."

Male reporter A obeyed her instructions and stood at the counter next to her, with a metal plate between them.

He realized that this was a very special stage, and he immediately asked the cameraman to come in and start recording footage.

After inserting the card, I waited for about ten seconds. Some simple content appeared on the screen, which needed to be operated by pressing the number keys.

This is actually a structure similar to a difference engine in principle. It will promote the development of the picture through various choices, thereby recording a series of operations into a piece of data.

After this data is determined, it will be sent to the main server. When the server receives the information, processes it and feeds it back to the terminal, the card will be spit out.

"Click now to initiate transaction..."

"Waiting for the screen to change..." After about a few seconds, a question "Do you want to pay 5.0 credits to the other party?" appeared on the screen in front of the male reporter.

Press "1" to confirm and "2" to deny.

He pressed the "1" button, and the words "Operation in progress..." appeared on the screen, and then about 30 seconds later, the screen unlocked.

Male reporter A’s letter of credit is missing five credit points.

All the people in the filming team screamed, and male reporter A even ran to the next door to ask the woman to show him the balance!

He kept shouting "It's incredible!" This was simply unimaginable!
You must know that transferring money in the bank is very troublesome. First, you need to check the information and balance of the transfer account, check whether there is any frozen information, and legal information.

Then you can start transferring money and reporting...

If you're lucky, the whole process may be resolved within ten minutes. If you're not lucky, half an hour is normal.

But right here, just 1 minute ago, he completed an account-to-account transfer!
He was stunned!
After repeatedly confirming that his money had been transferred, he still couldn't believe such a convenient method and kept asking the cameraman if everything was recorded.

"This is very valuable material, and it also allows people outside to have a more intuitive understanding of the main lifestyle in the shelter."

"But... wouldn't it be more inconvenient if there was no physical currency?"

Male reporter A also put forward his own opinion. The woman took out something like a chip from the ditch and handed it to him, "This is a gold coin issued by Global Communications Service Company, ranging from [-] gram to [-] grams." ."

"You can cash it out at the lobby of any Global Express service company, and that's what we use for a lot of transactions."

"But I hear them saying that it won't be long before trading becomes easier, who knows?"

Personal smart terminals may still take a long time, but personal card swiping machines that flow to your own account will not take too long.

"Then next..."

Male reporter A shrugged, "You don't have to worry about us, just do what you usually do."

The woman frowned and said, "You will scare the guests."

Male reporter A came up with a way, "Let's give him half of it."

The woman was not sure if this would work, "Then let's try it first."

Soon she returned to her work place and squatted there again, showing her best side as much as possible.

Soon someone came over, and he was just curious why someone was filming here.

After a simple inquiry, the visitor became interested, "I only need to pay half of the price, right?"

Male reporter A nodded, "We'll pay the other half."

"No problem, can you do it now?"

He seemed eager to give it a try, and the woman stood up and said, "Give me the money first."

The visitor looked at male reporter A, who said to the woman, "Put it from the inside first, and I will replenish it for you in the evening."

The woman tilted her head and led the man into the room.

There was a man sitting in the room, drunk, with two bottles of wine in hand.

He sat on a worn-out sofa, glanced at the people who came in, stood up, and walked to a table not far away to sit down.

The woman began to take off her clothes, and the visitor was a little confused, "Is this right here?"

The woman nodded, "The child is inside, right here."

I don’t know if it was the magic of the camera lens, the drunken man sitting aside, or the reporters and camera crew in the room, but the man hesitated for two or three seconds before starting to take off his pants.

On a shabby sofa that smelled of wine and sourness, they completed a transaction.

The visitor seemed very excited and active during the process. Although he didn't last long, he performed well.

"Clean it for me.", the visitor pointed at it, "I don't want to soil my pants."

The woman was putting on underwear. She glanced at it and said, "Add one gram."

The man took out a currency like a chip and threw it indifferently, "Thank you for your generosity, sir!"

He sat there and enjoyed it for a while, then started to put on his pants.

At this time, male reporter A started his work. He sat next to the drunk man and asked, "Is this your wife?"

The drunken man glanced at the Blackstone security personnel holding guns, snorted lightly, and did not answer.

But this soft hum sounded very much like an answer.

"Do you like watching your wife having sex with other people?"

"Or are you used to her making money to support the family in this way?"

Male reporter A knew very well where the people’s pain points and joy points were, and he immediately targeted the bloodiest places.

The drunken man looked at him deeply and dangerously, "I would like to work, but there is no work here."

"If you're also interested in my ass, I can give it to you, right now!"