If you love someone, send him to New York, because it's heaven.
If you hate someone, send him to New York, because that's hell.
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Sitting on the chair, patting his confused head, He Yongzhi couldn't help but think of these two "golden sentences" he had seen on the Internet.
He had just returned from the hospital to his family's small restaurant in New York's Chinatown, and was now trying to sort out the "ridiculous thing" that had happened to him not long ago.
Before this, he had never thought that one day he would become a part of this prosperous city...
One is a programmer who works hard every day in Shanghai to develop a mobile game that is known as a krypton scam. He is still single in his thirties. The savings he has accumulated over the years are still not enough for him to buy a home of his own in a place like Shanghai where every inch of land is worth a lot of money. In addition, he has been working late all year round, which has caused him to be weak and even have some hair loss. Naturally, he cannot rely on his appearance to attract girls who are good at choosing him.
But now he has transformed into a mixed-race English-Chinese. A simple look in the mirror will tell you how good the genes of this body are. His smooth and fair face is angular and cold, his thick eyebrows are rebelliously raised slightly, and under his long and slightly curled eyelashes are a pair of dark and deep eyes. His height of 1.85 meters is standard or even excellent in any country. His strong and upright body, coupled with his handsome face, is really a rare good-looking appearance.
However, He Yongzhi, who inexplicably traveled through time and space to this body, was not as excited as he had imagined. He was still trying to recall the last scene before he traveled through time and space...
He vaguely remembered that day was the seventh day that their team had been working overtime. They were developing a mobile game specifically to take advantage of the popularity of the game - "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure". Due to the popularity of the animation, a group of small teams like theirs wanted to take advantage of the popularity and make money, so the speed of development was particularly important.
Of course, without any copyright or authorization, they will give the game a misleading name when it is finally developed, such as YOYO's Bizarre Adventure, or something like JOJO Continent
This kind of skirting the law, suddenly entering the market to make a quick buck and leaving, is not the first time their company has done such work. As long as it doesn't make a big deal, the original author will not pay attention to these small shrimps.
Just when the general framework was almost done, the boss also sent midnight snacks to win people's hearts and minds, and also drew a big pie for them as an incentive. For the bonus and for the work, everyone gritted their teeth and continued to work hard, even though they knew that few of the boss's words could be fulfilled, but at least it was a goal, otherwise what could these poor programmers do
The awesome big shots have already been enjoying a good life in those big companies. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame yourself for not having the ability, not having a good diploma, and not having a good talent. After all, in this impetuous society, how can you get ahead just by hard work? You must have drunk too much chicken soup for the soul!
He Yongzhi's last memory seemed to stop at the moment he stood up to get some midnight snacks, and then everything went black before his eyes and he knew nothing.
When he woke up again, he inexplicably appeared in a hospital ward in New York and traveled through time to someone else's body. After asking the doctor, he learned that he had gas poisoning and was sent to the hospital by ambulance. His British father and Chinese mother were also sent there, but they were not as "lucky" as him. In the end, the rescue was ineffective and they passed away. This small restaurant in Chinatown is probably the last wealth they left to their children.
"It should be sudden death... After reading so much news about my peers, I didn't expect that I would follow in the footsteps of these predecessors. I just don't know if those predecessors have become part of the army of time travelers like me." After thinking a lot, He Yongzhi probably guessed the cause of his death, but he was not sad. After all, his original life was boring. He just lived mechanically every day. He had no relatives, no wife and children. At most, he had a few drinking buddies who could only get together to eat and drink. If he died, he died.
He Yongzhi, who had come to terms with it, finally showed a hint of relief on his face, but immediately frowned again. After receiving all the memories in his current body, he felt that it was too strange that a family of three was poisoned by gas at the same time, and no one noticed the problem. It was not until the neighbors smelled the odor and called the police.
What's even more interesting is that if he hadn't traveled through time, it should have been a family of three traveling together, enjoying the "family happiness" together down there. This doesn't seem like a simple accident at all.
In fact, the fact that he was able to "wake up" was incredible to the doctor who had sentenced him to "death" at the time. Fortunately, although there are not many miracles like "resurrection from the dead", there are always some legends in the hospital. It is said that an old lady in her 70s opened her eyes before being sent to the crematorium. I don't know whether her family later sued the hospital into bankruptcy.
"Forget it. There's no point in thinking so much now. We can only deal with it as it comes."
When he thought about the many bad things waiting for him to deal with, He Yongzhi could only numb himself with this Ah Q spirit. At least he was not penniless. This small restaurant, which was not very big and could only accommodate 6 or 7 tables at most, would support him to survive in this prosperous city. If it really didn't work out, he could consider selling the restaurant and then returning to that land to try a different lifestyle.
He just inexplicably took over someone else's body, and was considering selling the old couple's last inheritance and running away when the old couple's bodies were still warm. This was really not in line with his outlook on life and values.
Just at this moment, the cell phone rang.
He Yongzhi was a little slow before taking out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and answering the call.
"Hi, Dio, I just came out of the hospital. The doctor said you have been discharged. Are you feeling better? I hope you can cheer up about Uncle Brando and Aunt He. If you need money, I have some savings. In addition, I know a cemetery with a good environment and relatively cheap prices. Of course, I don't mean anything else. I just..."
From the memories he got, He Yongzhi knew that the person who called and talked endlessly was his best friend in this body, Will Joes, a black guy who, like most of his compatriots, had never known who his father was since he was born and had been involved in gangs for a long time. However, he was grateful from the bottom of his heart to Aunt He and her family who gave him warmth and care when he was down, as well as some hot food and a place to stay (sleeping on the floor in a restaurant) where he didn't have to compete with other homeless people, stray dogs and cats for a "bed".