Skynet Architect

Si Fan's mood is very heavy, and it can be said to be very sad. On a day when the weather was relatively good, he received news of tragedy. The city of Uranos has become a city full of hope. People enter the city for three years of labor reform.

They became Uranos, and there are more ordinary people to join the army.

Although only a small number of people choose a company, most people still believe in their country and they are destined to enjoy a good life.

But one thing you need to know is that those good lives cost money, they need to have a high cost of living, and only local tyrants can enjoy it all.

Uranos seems to have become a super-immigrant city in the migrant country. All people, no matter where they come from, join the city and dedicate their youth and sweat to the city.

They are happy, then someone is sad. These sad people are not Uranos people, but people in other safe areas, and these people are never Mi people.

Because they use a large number of foreign workers, this time they are really crazy, and even the reserve funds are used. A large amount of money has hired countless cheap labor. I do n’t know how many people in remote areas have been hired.

This time, there is a relationship with Si Fan, or not much, but these people who he applied to solve the problem are really a big trouble.

When Si Fan went to the streets of San Francisco, he hadn't seen the volcanic ash for a long time. I have to say that their clean-up plan was justified. Cleaning up the accumulated volcanic ash nearby to prevent secondary pollution can be effective To curb the development of the whole situation.

What it takes is a lot of labor. Even if the machine can't do so much work, only countless laborers can do it all.

But when Si Fan arrived here, he still couldn't accept the sight.

When outside the city, Si Fan's car was moving very slowly. He just wanted to see what happened in this city.

"Oh!" A sigh came from a lengthened Lincoln car. This was Si Fan's sigh.

He distinguished many of his compatriots in the crowd there.

Their age is different from those of other countries. Most of these people are over forty years old. There are really not many young people.

In other countries, there are many different things, but there are no children.

This is estimated that the country is not afraid to use them.

With the presence of Huaxia people, Si Fan is not in a good mood. As for how to judge it, there is no need to think about it. Everyone's clothes have details. They use the working attitude of each group. Compete with each other, if they don't do well, there is no bonus available, that is their hope for one day.

Like the carrot hanging in front of the donkey.

Entering the city, Si Fan went directly to pick up the things that need to be handled this time.

In other words, the corpse is better, but the corpse cannot be transported, so after all people have undergone a very authoritative autopsy, they are all burned back to the ashes.

When Si Fan arrived, everything was already at the airport.

He watched as several people pushed over huge boxes one by one, and slowly placed them beside the shelf.

Seeing this death toll, Si Fan's brow was even more serious. He didn't know how to describe the feeling in his heart now.

These people came out to buy insurance, and each one signed a contract for a particular type of work. If the other party who died did not have much responsibility, it was nothing more than losing money.

Under such circumstances, the dead are normal.

"How did people die? Can you give me an explanation? What does it mean to leave me alone?" Si Fan shouted in English loudly, and there were so many staff members in front of him.

These people are afraid to speak.

There was a man sitting among those ashes, and he spoke.

"How did these people die? When they died in their own hands, none of them were afraid of dying, they breathed too much of those **** ash, and then one by one thought that they were smart to sell their labor protection supplies and let their equipment use time. Too long. "

"Anyway, I'm trying to kill myself. If I don't come to this country, I don't need to die." His voice was very low, and he could see that his mental state was not good.

Si Fan came together and looked at the thick crop man. He is now very thin, his face looks so unfocused, and he sits in a group of ashes.

Come over, Si Fan asked: "You all know the danger, why not prepare in advance?"

The man in front of him smiled miserably.

He said with tears: "I only know that some things are more important than life. In the eyes of his head, his life is not very valuable. If he can earn more money to go home, his life will be gone. It doesn't matter. "

Tears wet his clothes.

It can be seen that he pays great attention to cleanness ~ www.readwn.com ~ The clothes have obviously been washed many times, and they have already faded.

On this topic, Si Fan has nothing to say.

This guy will still talk to himself.

The plane had started to take off slowly at this time, but to them it was nothing, they had already entered the warehouse.

Of course, Si Fan had a cabin to sit in, but he didn't go.

Is to accompany this boy.

Yes, although he looks like a crop man, Si Fan believes that he is not over 25 years old or even younger.

"The boss wants to marry his son. If he does a good job this time, he can make two or three hundred thousand dollars back in one or two years, and his son will be able to get married." He said quietly.

Gradually described a stupid iron man, he was sick before arriving here, during the physical examination is not very serious, it is a lung disease.

This can be treated after coming here, as long as it is taken according to the official medicine, and then spend a little money to go to the hospital for a little treatment course, there is no problem.

But he chose hard resistance, and he sold the medicine because he heard that a small bottle of medicine can sell for more than 800 US dollars. There is no hesitation. Then he worked hard and secretly sold his labor insurance. Supplies.

He used a variety of methods to make money. In three or four months, he accumulated a lot of money, more than everyone else, almost double that of others.

But Zhang Ergou watched as his boss became more and more tired, thinner, and worse.

Until one day, the boss seemed to have a lot of spirit, found himself in person, and told him with a smile.

He finally had enough money for his son's down payment to buy a house in the city. Maybe it was enough for the dowry money ... Then in a violent cough, he fell into his arms, closed his eyes and never opened again.