Chapter 82
"Come on, put down your work. This is our new Section Chief Bian, a graduate of the Blue Continent Military School. He has made outstanding contributions in special operations. Please welcome him with applause." Director Wang clapped his hands and motioned his colleagues in the community to look over.
Bian Lu smiled and waved to them, especially Chang Haojie who just came down from the corner. There was even a flash of his eyes. He was a classmate of his when he was studying at Lanzhou University.
After exchanging pleasantries, Lawyer Bian tidied up his office. Just as he sat down, Chang Haojie approached him, asking, "Since you've transferred to the military academy, didn't you pass the exam for a civilian position in the army? Why did you decide to switch jobs and come to a neighborhood office like ours?"
"I was rejected in the second round of interviews," Bian Lu replied. "I asked around, and they said the position was originally given to someone else, the daughter of a vice-state-level general."
"Is that so..." Chang Haojie nodded, then muttered, "You're not bad. You came in as a section chief. I came in as a fresh graduate and worked there for almost five years, but I'm still a clerk."
Bian Lu seemed to sense the sourness in his words and immediately stood up, poured him a glass of water, and said, "I'm new here after all, Haojie. If there's anything I haven't done well, I'll ask you to bear with me. The most important thing is to do your job well."
"..." Chang Haojie narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, this guy is still the same as he was in college, motivated, positive and smooth. No wonder he was given the opportunity to join the army.
"Let's get started," Chang Haojie replied. He pulled some information from a folder and said, "This 'Cold Food Festival' is like helping college graduates with internships. It's a joint venture with Lan University. They'll be here the day after tomorrow, and our job is to set up the venue and get signatures and official stamps."
"Lan Da?" Bian Lu asked casually, "Why is Lan Da from District D doing internship activities in District A?"
"The problem is, how can an ordinary college student have the qualifications to enter those places in Area D?" Chang Haojie laughed.
"That's right." So Bian Lu got down to work.
At the end of the day, he occasionally caught some fish. Even if it was six o'clock, Bian Lu was not in a hurry. He waited until his time was counting down before packing up and leaving.
As he stepped out of the door, Director Wang, who had greeted him, asked enthusiastically, "Are you adjusting to the work environment? I heard you lived on campus in District D before, but you'll have to rent an apartment here. Where is your home?"
"My home is in District F." Bian Lu answered. He always felt that Director Wang's excessive concern was more like a test, like he was trying to understand you and then prescribe the right medicine.
"Oh, F District." Director Wang pushed his glasses and said, "After all, you have military merit and are a graduate of a military academy. I thought you condescended to come here to gain experience."
"No, no, I can't." Lawyer Bian quickly evaded the question, saying, "My family is quite ordinary, not related to anyone."
"It's okay, young man, you have a long life ahead of you." Director Wang patted him on the shoulder, then walked away with his briefcase in hand and steps briskly.
Bian Lu was left alone to stroll around. He found a luggage storage, took back his luggage and bought a loaf of bread. Seeing that he had no more than 200 yuan left, he thought that even if he wanted to find a place to live permanently, he had no money left.
Because he used all his money to pay back An Jing to repair his luxury car.
"Stupid person with connections!" Bian Lu experienced it firsthand and roared at his fate.
After he yelled, no one cared. Fortunately, the company provided meals, so Bian Lu didn't have to worry about going hungry. So he bought a tent on the roadside and hoped to find a secluded park to stay in until he got his salary.
Bian Lu took out his suitcase and lay down on the ground with a lot of thick clothes as padding. He was just opening his bracelet and browsing TT's circle of friends to kill time, when he saw a scene that made him quite upset.
An Jing posted a few photos. The protagonist in the photos was a woman. It seemed like they were having a birthday party for her. Everyone was chatting and laughing with her, and there were gifts piled up almost like a mountain.
Same world, different worries.
At this moment, Bian Lu looked at himself setting up a tent in the open air, and his heart was filled with sorrow and he felt very uncomfortable.
A red dot pops up in the Anjing dialog box: What short essay do you want to write but can’t send it?
Bian Lu was slightly startled, wiped his sore eyes, and answered him: I envy your happiness, Teacher An, is that your girlfriend?
An Jing: What? Oh, just a friend circle, sort of. I might marry her, but we both despise each other from the bottom of our hearts, and it's just a marriage certificate.
Lawyer Bian: Is this the worry you second-generation officials have?
Anjing:......
Bian Lu didn't want to talk anymore and was burying his face in his clothes, feeling sleepy, but An Jing suddenly changed the subject and said, "How about I introduce you to some beautiful, rich and beautiful women? I know a few. Apart from their slightly pretentious personalities, they're pretty good people."
Bian Lu: Why don't you go up? (picking nose)
An Jing: I have a bad character. (rolls eyes)
Bian Lu burst out laughing, thinking that he was quite interesting. He then asked: Why don't you communicate more with your fiancée, but instead come to me, a stranger you've only known for a few days, to have fun?
An Jing, sitting cross-legged on the other side, took in the extravagance and bustling crowds. He replied, "That has nothing to do with me. It doesn't belong to me."
"What do you mean?" Bian Lu suddenly found him funny.
"Nothing, I've seen a lot. Nothing new. Besides, this birthday party wasn't meant for me, so why should I be the one to warm up the party?"
After saying that, An Jing yawned and muttered to himself, "Sometimes I feel like life is like a dream. So many things have happened, but looking back, I don't feel anything at all. I often feel like I'm tired of living."
Bian Lu chuckled dryly: "The troubles of you powerful people are really unique."
"If you were in my shoes, and felt what I feel, worried about what I think, you might be even more nostalgic for the past than I am." An Jing's voice dropped to a low note, "What a shame—there's no such thing as true empathy in this world."
Bian Lu pursed his lips, thinking, "Of course. Your worry is having nothing to do after eating, but my worry is a serious survival dilemma. How can we compare? There's no comparison at all!"
An Jing: "Have you arrived at Area A? How is the work going?"
"Not bad," Bian Lu replied. Then his eyes widened and he asked, "How did you know my job was transferred to Area A?"
An Jing on the other end was also taken aback, almost exposed, so he played it safe and said, "Well, I asked Professor Tai, and he mentioned it casually to me while chatting."
I thought you had a crush on me! Bian Lu made it so embarrassing.
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The next day, Bian Lu caught a cold. The tent he bought was windproof but not coldproof. Even though he wrapped himself in many layers of thick clothes in the second half of the night, he still couldn't withstand the cold water in the underwater base late at night.
Today is the so-called Cold Food Festival.
As the name suggests, the Blue Island Base was established not long ago and has no cultural heritage to speak of. Therefore, the project absorbed elements of the Qingming Festival in the Xia Dynasty and stipulated that only cold food should be eaten on that day, which can also be regarded as a celebration.
Living on the seabed, seafood is of course no longer a luxury, so green vegetables and fruits become rare and valuable, and any crops grown from the soil are treasures.
For example, today, when a plate of qingtuan was served, not only the students from Blue Continent University, but almost everyone started cheering and screaming.
"Why do you look so unhappy today, Chief Bian?" Chang Haojie asked with concern, handing him a glass of warm water.
"I didn't sleep well last night, it's okay." Bian Lu didn't explain too much. He knew that even if he confided his difficulties to others, it would be of no use.
"Um, Lawyer Bian, come here." Director Wang seemed to see his embarrassment, so he kept waving him to come over and help. After all, the venue had not been completely set up yet, and some minor things still needed someone to take care of.
"How come you are so listless on the second day? Give me a hand and move around more. Did you steal a cow last night?" Director Wang smiled, his tone both kind and commanding.
"I just caught a cold last night." Bian Lu said honestly.
Lawyer Bian followed the instructions and began to do his odd jobs. During this time, he was recognized by his classmates from Blue Continent University more than once. They asked, "Aren't you the General Bian who gave the speech last time? Why are you here working as a grassroots worker?"
Bian Lu then explained bitterly: "A major is a major, and a general is a general. The difference in rank between the two is huge."
Then continue to busy yourself with the leader's instructions.
Until he saw Teacher An getting out of a car. He was full of energy and pride, and was greeted by Director Wang with a polite smile.
Bian Lu watched helplessly, his mood was so up and down, and only then did he realize that this was the gap between him and Tian Longan, which was separated by amniotic fluid.
"Is everyone here? We still have to go through the necessary procedures, so let's take a group photo together first." Chang Haojie greeted loudly and clapped his hands to indicate the start of the event.
At this moment, Bian Lu, who was still moving his stool, realized it belatedly and felt that he was not welcome and even out of place.
After finishing his work, Bian Lu wanted to talk to Chang Haojie, but he asked him to please move the water dispenser from the second floor. After he did as he was told, he found that Director Wang had already bought several bottles of mineral water and placed them there, and everyone already had a bottle.
Then the leader scolded me for being tactless and wasting time.
Today is a really bad day, Bian Lu felt.
Just as he was exhausted, his head was dizzy, and he was sitting on a small bench in a daze, someone suddenly handed him a bottle of mineral water. An Jing said, "It's just a job, why are you so depressed?"
"It's a job for you, but it's a job for me." Bian Lu took the water and drank it all in one gulp like he was drinking Erguotou.
"Help me," An Jing said suddenly. "Of course, you don't need to resign. You just need to listen to my instructions occasionally. Do whatever I tell you to do, and I will give you a very substantial income."
"It doesn't sound like a good thing. I won't do it," Bian Lu replied.
"Didn't we speak frankly last time?" An Jing squatted beside him and said gently, "Mr. Bian, you don't want to be a grassroots worker for the rest of your life, do you?"
Last time? Bian Lu was shocked. It was him who said he would vigorously support the Land Party, implanting the idea of "going ashore" into the people's minds like a kind of ideological stamp.
"You, you want to engage in mind control." Bian Lu lowered his voice and said, "Teacher An, you give me the impression that you want to be the godfather... This is very dangerous. If something goes wrong, it will cause a riot among the people."
"It's not dangerous." An Jing replied with a gloomy face, "People are born as babies, blank slates, knowing nothing. It's through education that they gain wisdom. This also means that people can be transformed through various factors in the environment."
"All I want to say is that the Blue Continent Undersea Base is not a place to stay for long. To avoid a tragedy like Atlantis, humans should return to land."
Bian Lu's eyes widened as he said this, and there was a hint of lofty ambition in his heart, as if no one else could do it but him, to see far and wide.
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