In New York, the morning is awakened by a burst of free gunfire, rousing every wage earner who attempts to sleep in.
Robert heavily pressed the switch on his alarm clock.
The little thing almost danced on his face, trying to wake him from the gentle embrace of the bed.
"Damn it, I'm going to be late again!"
He hurriedly put on his clothes, grabbed a piece of unheated bread and headed out the door. This was the only food he could fill his stomach with in the morning, and he seemed particularly careful with each bite he swallowed.
Afraid of eating too fast and not satisfying his mouth.
The morning rush hour in New York is not much easier than in China. Every worker hates idle old men and women who desperately try to catch the bus with them during this wonderful time of the morning, when they are rushing to be on time.
"Oh my god, who stepped on my foot!"
Robert glared angrily, his face dark, at the black woman in front of him, who had been stepping on him for a full half hour since getting on the bus.
She acted as if she didn't feel that she was stepping on a different floor.
Only after getting off the bus did he raise his middle finger at her outside the bus and curse, "I hope you have a terrible day!"
Then he strode away amidst the black woman's curses.
Robert had a very important interview today.
This was related to whether he could solve next month's rent, otherwise he would have to find a suitable place on the street like other homeless people.
The interview location was an old small building, the company was a security company.
Of course, with his small stature, he was not suitable to be a security guard.
He was going to interview for a manager position.
The main job was to recruit people for the boss and then build up the company's framework.
He was very familiar with this business.
If he hadn't offended a certain big shot, he wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state.
Of course, that big shot should have forgotten about him, this small fry, by now.
Otherwise, he would have become homeless long ago.
The person interviewing him was a young Chinese man. Of course, the other party may also be a Chinese descendant from China, which is not important.
The important thing is that the other party needs him to do things, and he needs money.
The two hit it off. The probationary period was one month, with a monthly salary of $2,500. After the probationary period, the salary would increase to $5,000.
Honestly, it's not too high, but for Robert, this was a life-saving sum of money.
"Thank you, respected Zhao, for allowing me to have this hard-won job." It's not easy to find a job in America, especially for people like him, who are a dime a dozen in New York.
Zhao Xin smiled and nodded, then handed him a labor contract.
The contract content did not have any traps or anything like that. The Robert in front of him was not enough for Li Yun to dig a hole for him.
Pushing Robert out as an agent to plan some things for Li Yun was naturally a well-thought-out decision.
Li Yun's identity will definitely not be convenient to appear in various American occasions in the future.
Contacting the FBI and prisons requires an agent to come forward.
Li Yun had already inquired about Robert's situation before he came to the interview.
Born an orphan, white, offended someone, living in poverty, about to become a member of the homeless.
An ordinary American.
Li Yun knew exactly how to use this person.
The early security company needed local Americans, especially those with clean backgrounds, to open up this huge market for him.
Robert was honored to become his official employee.
American wage earners are very responsible in their attitude towards work.
Robert, who was hired that day, was light on his feet on the way home.
He finally had a stable job.
Of course, the premise was that he had to complete the tasks assigned by the boss.
He would be officially on the job tomorrow.
Back home, just as he was about to eat something good to satisfy his stomach, there was a knock on the door outside the room.
Robert rolled his eyes and walked towards the door helplessly.
Unsurprisingly, that annoying landlord uncle came to his door again.
"Robert, when are you going to settle the rent?"
"Mr. Landlord, please allow me to pay you when I get paid next month? I have found a new job."
"Really?"
The landlord frowned. He didn't have any malicious intentions. This time, in addition to urging the rent, he wanted to remind him that the bathroom was leaking.
"Yes, yes, I just interviewed for a new job today. Please give me another month, okay? I will be able to get $2,500 next month."
In fact, he would be able to get his salary on the first of the month. This was a small benefit that Zhao told him with a smile when he signed the contract today.
As long as he could successfully complete the two tasks assigned by the boss.
"Okay, it seems you have been hired for a good job. Robert, your bathroom is leaking. See if the toilet is blocked, or the faucet is not tightened. Your water consumption is a bit excessive this month."
After the landlord left, Robert ran to the bathroom as quickly as possible.
Soon there was a wail from inside.
"Oh my god! Why did it have to be at this time?"
The toilet was indeed blocked!
Robert looked a little lost as the plumbing worker left. In just a moment, his wallet was short several tens of dollars.
*
The next day, on Robert's first day of work, he couldn't help but sit opposite Zhao, feeling a little unable to hold back when he found that he was the only one in the company.
Zhao Xin ignored his resentful gaze and said with a smile: "Dear Robert, now you have two things to do to share the boss's worries. One is to recruit employees to build the company's framework, and the other is to go to the New York FBI."
"I understand recruiting employees, but what are you doing at the FBI?" The company was just starting out, even just an empty shell. Robert had already prepared himself yesterday.
Could there be any worse news than this?
As a worker, isn't it normal to earn the boss's money and share the boss's worries?
"Of course, it's to talk about our company's business projects." Saying that, Zhao Xin took out a stack of A4 paper from the drawer, which was printed with dense English, all of which was Li Yun's property security plan content.
Robert took it and browsed it carefully. After a long while, he exclaimed with a collapsed expression: "Did the boss come up with all of this?"
Zhao Xin nodded: "How is it? Is it feasible?"
"Of course it's feasible! Oh my god, why haven't other capitalists thought of this kind of profit model? No, I mean, the boss is really a genius!" What Robert saw was everywhere in China.
However, Robert had never been abroad, nor had he been to China.
In fact, the vast majority of American families do not have the opportunity to go abroad in their lives, just like ordinary people in China.
Not everyone is willing to spend money to travel abroad.
Therefore, isn't it easy for America to do something on social media, targeting Eastern countries, and easily deceive the people?
