Light Keeper

Chapter 1060 Anxiety World 5
Everyone has a lot of work, because I usually don't come in the morning, everyone has more work to do.

But these people are not even willing to say a word to Pingfan when they complain. That kind of invisible pressure makes Pingfan's spirit not very good!

But this state didn't last long, and soon the squad leader came over and called Pingfan to a place where no one was around.

"Because your absence from work in the morning has had a great impact on our class, and I can't help you with anything. You will definitely be fined, and it will be recorded in your work log. You should be mentally prepared."

Pingfan was silent and did not speak, such a flat expression let Song Shuyun clearly know that it was definitely not the first time he faced such a thing.

Seeing him so dumb, the squad leader frowned and reminded him reluctantly.

"This is your second time this month. As you know, the performance of our factory is not good. Other branches have introduced artificial intelligence. They are more stable and cost-effective. If you are the boss You also know how to choose!"

Ordinary's breathing was somewhat disordered, and Song Shuyun keenly noticed the changes in his mood.

However, this is only what she discovered. The squad leader seemed to disdain to perceive ordinary emotions at all. Seeing that he still didn't speak, he continued to stab him in the heart on his own.

"I guess it's not too far away from the introduction of artificial intelligence in our field. At that time, you and those inside will have to leave. Cherish the days when you have a job. If you can earn more money, earn more! Otherwise, when you look for a job in the future , I don’t know what the market is!”

Pingfan's hands were trembling slightly, he was flustered, he couldn't see the way ahead at all, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the monitor pleadingly, but the other party returned him only a slightly arrogant and indifferent look.

After a long while, Pingfan moved his dry lips and said something softly.

"I see!"

The squad leader rolled his eyes disdainfully, turned around and left the corner, leaving only Pingfan there, dejected and suffocated.

He slowly squatted down, his shadow was just like him, but it seemed that the shadow was more alive, while Pingfan himself was so exhausted that he seemed to be about to collapse at any time.

Song Shuyun felt that Pingfan might need someone to comfort him at this time, even if it was just a casual sentence, it might break his state.

But the fact is that a worker who passed by here was very annoyed when he saw Pingfan's current appearance.

"You're going to be lazy, aren't you! You haven't done so much work! You're still squatting here!"

When Pingfan heard this voice, he immediately trembled, stood up and apologized to the person, and then returned to his post and started working.

Because of his relationship, today's performance is not good.

So when the time comes, he still needs to work overtime. There are no large equipment that cannot be closed, so when it is time to leave work, everyone has finished their work and left the factory one after another.

Although the squad leader said it was high-sounding, the real situation was that working overtime would not make much money.

So no one will stay and work overtime.

If the work is not finished, let's see which unlucky guy is caught and used as cannon fodder again.

Such as today's ordinary.

The bruises on Pingfan's face became more obvious, and the speed at which the accumulated work was completed seemed endless.

But he still persisted, the movements of his hands were consistent, without any ambiguity.

As the sky gradually darkened, the ordinary communicator rang, but he didn't answer it. He didn't play it back until someone finished the work in hand.

Of course, it was his mother who asked him why he didn't come back after get off work.

When he heard that he was working overtime, he was obviously not in a good mood. He asked him how much work he had left, and asked him if he would be back today and whether he should save food.

Pingfan looked at the parts piled up on one side, and his mother's voice filled his ears, saying that he was hopeless.

After hesitating for a moment, he said he would not go back!
The other side was very dissatisfied with this, and they kept nagging, and they hung up the phone when they were happy.

Song Shuyun's field of vision had already reached the workbench. She looked at Pingfan who had ended the call and covered her face in frustration. She wanted to say something to him, but she couldn't say anything.

There is only this small spot of light in the huge factory area, and the ordinary shoulders are obviously very generous, but at this moment they look very fragile.

He piled up work until early in the morning, and it was too late for him to go home.

Ordinary who hasn't eaten all day, tired and hungry.

But looking at the dark environment outside, the small amount of money in his hand and his belly that is getting rounder day by day even though he hasn't eaten much.

He sighed faintly, and after putting his things away and turning off the lights in the factory area, he lay down directly on the bench in the changing room.

The narrow stool did not allow him to lie flat on his back, so he could only hunched over, with his feet dangling in the air, and just nestled there for a while.

As the sky gradually dawned, the workers who went to work came one after another, and he had no chance to occupy the bench, so he was called out with red eyes.

Blown by the morning breeze, Pingfan didn't feel refreshed, but felt his throat was tight, as if he had caught a cold.

He didn't live here once or twice. There were supplies for his usual washing in the locker. After washing in the simple water room, he followed everyone directly to the factory area.

Early in the morning, of course, there is a meeting.

It's usually useless nonsense, but today is different, because yesterday's absenteeism without reason, the content of this morning's meeting is basically all criticism of ordinary individuals, and by the way, a notice of punishment for ordinary was issued.

Pingfan just stood in the crowd with a numb expression, as if he was not talking about himself.

Looking at such a scene, Song Shuyun felt a little sympathetic to him.

In the one day and two nights she had been here, she didn't seem to encounter a single good thing that made him smile.

Not even if it was just someone saying something funny.

She didn't know if it was normal or accidental, if it was accidental, it was okay to say.

But if it is normal, the situation on this plane may be more severe than she imagined.

After cursing mediocrity, I started a new day of work.

The people around were busy, and Pingfan was obviously out of shape. Not having a good rest was one reason, and another reason was that he hadn't eaten for a long time.

From the few words of the people around, Song Shuyun knew that the factory only provided one lunch, so in the morning, Pingfan did not eat.

His face was frighteningly pale, his lips were pale and pale, his near-sighted eyes were narrowed, and his back had to be bowed into the shape of a shrimp to see clearly what was on the workbench.

Disgusting voices kept coming from the surroundings, and everyone seemed unhappy.

Song Shuyun didn't listen and switched her field of vision, and observed the details of each person by herself, in order to speculate on the stories that were suppressed in these people's hearts.

Pingfan is a seemingly unlucky individual, but is Pingfan's unlucky only on him, or is it that everyone around him is in this state.

Song Shuyun feels that this is a very huge data calculation, and she may not be able to complete it completely by herself, and she needs the assistance of streamer.

(End of this chapter)