"Hey, sir, what's your name? I can't always call you hey."
The little black girl looked around at this 30-square-meter standard underground immigrant low-rent house. It's so tidy that it doesn't look like a bachelor's place. This strange man is like a serial killer in a horror movie, neat, silent, and indifferent as if he does not belong to this world.
"You can call me Lao Li." The man cherished his words like gold.
"Don't you want to know my name?" The little black girl waited for a while and then said without saying anything, "My name is Safina."
"I'm cooking now and you can eat together. If you're still afraid of the revenge of those Night Clan people, you can stay here until tomorrow morning."
"Otherwise, I'll pay you." The little black girl took out a few pieces of change from her pocket, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Forgot, this money is yours too."
The man prepared dinner with skillful hands and feet, and soon the aroma spread.
The little black girl said she didn't want to eat it at first, but now she stretched her neck in anticipation.
"Old Li, are you from the Japanese province or the South Korean province?" Safina looked at the man picking up the prepared meals and said to herself: "You Orientals all look the same, I I can’t tell which one is from the He tribe or the Koryo tribe.”
"Twenty years ago, if you were to say this, the true descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties would have slapped you with their mouths." The man seemed to be interested in chatting, and added: "I am not an immigrant."
"You are not an immigrant and yet you live in a low-rent housing for immigrants?" Safina looked at the man in surprise and said in disbelief: "It is not easy to apply for this house. There are 20 million immigrants in the capital, and most of them have no temporary residence quota. For homeless immigrants, it would take several years to queue up for a low-rent housing quota." He added: "Also, what you just said is wrong. Chinese civilization is an important part of the earth's civilization, and we We are all the heirs of Chinese civilization. We have gathered in this great country because of our common cultural beliefs. Even the government has said that the world is united and civil rights are supreme. No one is allowed to engage in racial discrimination, and no segregation is allowed in behavior or thought. "
The Chinese Civilization Alliance was established eight years ago on the basis of the original Republic and became one of the three global superpowers. In order to attract other countries in the civilization circle to join in, since its establishment, it has vigorously advocated world harmony, promoted the supremacy of civil rights, and resolutely declared war on racism. In the following years, nine countries including Vietnam, Japan, Korea, and Singapore announced their joining. Alliance, becoming one of the provinces under the Alliance's rule.
The nine newly added provinces implement a federal system in military and political affairs, and are economically independent and self-governing.
In principle, citizens of the alliance can live in any province within the alliance without restrictions.
Political integration allows countries to have more strategic resources and depth.
But at the same time, regional differences have brought about many contradictions. Many young people who are not satisfied with the status quo prefer to choose to pursue the value of life in several big cities in the central region of the alliance. In order to cope with the huge flow of immigrants, the central government has strict immigration control systems for several highly populated cities such as Beijing, Shenzhen and Shanghai.
In order to facilitate management, in addition to establishing electronic immigration information files for every immigrant entering the city, huge underground immigrant apartments were also built deep underground in the city. Designed for immigrants from outside provinces to settle.
Although war has become a forbidden area of civilization recognized by all countries in the world, fusion weapons that destroy the world are still a sharp sword hanging over the heads of mankind. In order to deal with possible threats, the three major alliances are developing high-energy protective shield technology and are ready to deal with unpredictable crises at any time.
This kind of thing will always give priority to big cities as political and economic centers. Therefore, after the alliance was established, wealthy people from other provinces flocked to cities they considered safer, and the resulting increase in housing prices in the cities remained high. Especially after the Tokyo incident broke out a year ago, and millions of Alliance citizens disappeared overnight, housing prices in the Alliance's major central cities have increased to an exaggerated level, making it simply unattainable for ordinary people.
In this era, standardized low-rent housing for immigrants with only 30 square meters may seem inconspicuous, but it is the most sought-after scarce resource in this city. There are countless young people like Safina living on the streets in the city. These young people go to work or study neatly dressed during the day, but at night they become wanderers in the city. Subway stations, intercity high-altitude rail transfer points and other public places are their homes.
Applying to the government for immigration low-rent housing is definitely something out of reach in Safina's eyes. That's why she was so surprised and aggrieved.
"It's not as difficult as you think." The man handed a pair of chopsticks to Safina and said, "When doing things in this country, it's impossible not to follow the rules, and it's even more difficult to just follow one rule. You have to comply with the policy and also You have to have a plan.”
Safina took the chopsticks, skillfully took a bite of the dish and put it into her mouth. After tasting it carefully, she couldn't help but praise: "Lao Li, your cooking skills are simply amazing!"
"You use chopsticks well and don't speak with a strong accent."
"I come from the Indonesian province. I am a mixture of Maori and Mongolian. I originally lived in the Lion City. After my parents divorced, I followed my mother back to China." Safina said: "The reason why I am called Safina took my mother’s last name.”
"I really didn't see it." The man seemed to be infected by her cheerfulness. He smiled rarely and joked: "Your father's genes are quite stubborn."
"That's what black people are so good about." Safina didn't care that the man was joking about her father, and added with hatred: "He is just a stupid bastard who ruined my mother's life and also hurt me."
"No matter how hateful I am, I gave birth to you after all. If you don't love me, you don't have to hate me so much." The man felt a little uncomfortable standing up and talking.
"That's right, my mother often advises me like this, and says it's all fate." The little black girl nodded openly, her anger seemed to be greater than her resentment.
The man smiled again: "That's it. Believe me, as long as conditions permit, there is no father in the world who doesn't love his children."
"You're talking as if you've been here before." Safina stared at the man's young face. It was a face that seemed to be shrouded in mist. It looked very young and there was no trace of age at all, except for the pair of Eyes that are deep and dull but seem to have read all the vicissitudes of life.
The man stopped paying attention to her and lowered his head to eat. He ate at a slow and leisurely pace, and ended up not eating much but doing a lot.
"Lao Li, you just said that it's easy to get a low-rent house like this. I didn't understand what you said. Can you tell me how you did it?" Safina finished the meal. , fully demonstrating the difference between the appetites of young people and middle-aged people.
"Simple, you must first have an identity that complies with the Immigration Low-rent Housing Convention." The man looked at her with a smile.
"I'm definitely qualified for this. I'm half-Chinese, and according to the prescribed scoring mechanism, I should be higher." The little black girl said: "But do you know how many homeless immigrants out there have higher scores than me? How many are there?"
"The person in charge of this in our neighborhood is a white Kazakh named Talia. Her husband is a chef and works at the Zhonghualou main store." The man looked at the little black girl and remembered some past events, and suddenly he was excited. He continued: "I just went through his back door and got it done with my pillow wind."
"Oh." Safina was a little disappointed and said, "But I have nothing and no way to know the person you are talking about."
"What's your job?"
"I was supposed to be in school. My mother works in Erli Village. She rests during the day and works at night. We can't afford the rent and can only be homeless immigrants." Safina spread her hands and made a gesture that you know. He added: "I was targeted by some Night Clan members a few days ago, and then I couldn't continue my studies."
Erli Village is a famous place for feasting and feasting. Its function is similar to the Eight Hutongs in the late Qing Dynasty.
"You can stay here temporarily." The man stood up and said, "After dinner, I will go out and find another place to spend the night."
Safina was stunned for a moment, licked her lips, and said seductively: "Actually, you don't have to leave. I am willing to pay for the meal and overnight stay in other ways."
"I was also a father." The man was unmoved. He stood up and said, "You take care of the rest and lock the door. I'll go out for a walk and I won't be back before ten o'clock tomorrow morning. .”
Wangfu Street, outside the main entrance of Jizhen Taoist Medical Center, a man a hundred meters away stopped in the shade of a tree across the road.
The lights in the hospital were bright, and a new Hongqi maglev concierge car drove quickly and slowly stopped. Anyone familiar with the wealthy people in the capital knew that this was the exclusive car of Zhou Ping, the owner of Zhonghualou Restaurant Group.
As soon as the door opened, Zhou Ping stepped out of the car, shrank his neck, and the person behind him immediately put on a coat for him.
"Mr. Zhou, why do you need to come and discuss this trivial matter in person?" A man in a long gown stepped out of the car from the passenger seat and came to Zhou Ping's side. He said with an attentive look, "I really admire you this time. What does it mean to be dedicated? What does it mean to do everything yourself?"
"You only convinced me this time, so you weren't convinced all those times before." Zhou Ping said very shamelessly.
The man in the long gown suddenly felt embarrassed, forced out a smile, and said with a chuckle: "Mr. Zhou is always so humorous, otherwise I would not be able to follow you on things."
"Is he here?" Zhou Ping asked, interrupting his flattery.
"They are all here. Brothers, we are keeping an eye on you as you ordered." The man in the long gown said, "Mr. Zhou, I have to remind you that these two women are really beautiful, but it is not simple behind the scenes. There are big people fighting with me. Sorry, let's remove the people watching."
"Big shot?" Zhou Ping smiled: "How big of a shot?"
"Mr. Ye," the man in a long gown said, "The big boss of Feng Linwan in West Beijing seems to have been the director of the Special Operations Office before."
"It's the deputy director." Zhou Ping paused, scratched his head, and said, "But you're right, Ye Hong is really a big shot. This matter is interesting, you can consider taking a look first." After that, he turned around and walked to the car. Walk inside.
"Mr. Zhou, are you not going to touch me anymore?" The man in a long gown came over and asked.
Zhou Ping stopped and looked at him doubtfully, with a cold tone in his voice: "Lao Peng, you seem to talk a bit too much today?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man in the long gown took action boldly! His arms didn't move, but he did take action. Two mechanical arms suddenly shot out from his gown, unexpectedly hitting Zhou Ping's chest.
Zhou Ping was suddenly attacked and was caught off guard and sent flying backwards. However, the windbreaker on his body tightened and expanded at that moment. Zhou Ping's whole body was like a big rubber ball, falling to the ground far away and then bouncing off the ground.
"Aren't you Lao Peng?" Zhou Ping quickly stood up from the ground and asked with an angry look on his face: "Who are you?"
The man in the long robe took off his robe unhurriedly, revealing armor covered with expensive Redman nano-alloy. Two long knives were generated on his metal arms and said: "Of course I am not Peng Jiankang, Zhou Ping, you are still Prepare to be a fool."
"You want to kill me, but it's not that easy!" Zhou Ping unbuttoned the electronic buckle of his windbreaker, but he seemed to just want to relax and had no intention of taking action. The young man in charge of driving got out of the car and stood in front of him.
A bang!
The man in the long gown suddenly took action and stabbed out Zhou Ping's heart with a knife. However, the young driver blocked it with his hand and blocked the knife back.
"It turns out he is a friend from the South Asian subcontinent." The young driver showed his shiny metal arm and prepared for a fight.
The man in the long gown didn't seem to be preparing to continue the attack. He suddenly whistled at the sky.
Under the shade of a tree a hundred meters away, the man who was watching the excitement sighed softly.
A huge black shadow fell from the sky, violently flattening Zhou Ping's military-grade bulletproof car, waving his arms, and the hairy giant's big hands went straight to grab the young driver... (End of Chapter)