Chapter 627: Chapter 288: Misunderstanding
By the time Jennifer and Erin came downstairs, everyone had finished breakfast in the living room, and Dominic, with the meteorite in hand, packed up his luggage and left for work.
Allen Zhang handed over the boutique discs he got yesterday to Sieg, instructing him to find the nearest post office to air mail them to Madison’s private island.
“Ok, leave it to me.” Sieg was still immersed in the shock of the explosive news, never dreaming it was the General Sect Leader who facilitated the whole thing. After learning the truth, he couldn’t help feeling those guys really deserved to die!!
If he had encountered Schuck, he might not have chosen to provide weapon support, but he wouldn’t have called the police to stop the other party’s action either.
It takes the General Sect Leader to see injustice on the road and help out with explosives.
Quickly finishing the bread in his hand, he cleared the table and left with the boutique discs.
After resting for a bit, Allen also left, driving his Rolls-Royce Cullinan to the community address provided by intel, ready to rescue the beleaguered communications committee director and secure the FCC’s satellite launch permit.
Passing through a few streetlights in the neighborhood, the pedestrians seemed fewer, and the number of patrolling police cars and officers appeared to have increased. It seemed the incident that happened in the Northern Region of Los Angeles in the wee hours of last night had some impact on the Southern Region’s state of affairs. The source of this content ɪs NovelHub(.)net
With the Pentagon kicking off an FBI interstate investigation, related departments definitely handed down tasks as part of a clean-up, and the homeless on the streets of each district are going to be forced to move again.
Joy for the powerful, suffering for the people; destruction for the powerful, suffering for the people. No matter the changes at the top, it seems only the workers and the underclass are affected in the end.
Arriving at the community apartments, and after verifying the address, the General Sect Leader lowered his car window to try and communicate with the security personnel at the gate. Surprisingly, upon seeing the Rolls-Royce, they didn’t even bother checking and let him through directly, so the General Sect Leader smoothly entered the community.
Such lax work ethics?
A rich person drives a Rolls-Royce, and you automatically assume they’re good?
What if I’d stolen this car, and I was a terrorist?
If the General Sect Leader were a community manager, he’d definitely dock their pay.
Allen gave a thumbs up to the persons, rolled up his car window, and successfully entered the community.
He found the apartment building house by house, and just as Allen parked the car on the side of the road and got out, he ran into several young girls living in the community, staring at his luxury vehicle with astonishment.
Whispering, shoving each other, laughing, and then they crowded around and greeted him: “Excuse me, sir, is this your car?”
“Right, good morning, girls.” Allen smiled and turned his head to look at a few young girls wearing short sleeves, jeans, and white shoes, all tall and fiery, bursting with energy, and probably high school students?
So sizzling at 17 or 18.
Allen shifted his gaze and asked: “Are you going to school?”
“We’ve stopped going to school a while ago.”
The girls chatted and laughed, and with a hint of prejudice said, “Only well-behaved girls would think of attentively attending classes at this age, only knowing to study, being a bookworm. Young people should know how to enjoy life and have their hobbies! Of course, those who really have the capability are already earning money through work at this age!”
“Is that so? It looks like you all have found high-paying jobs that suit you?” Allen didn’t affirm or deny and said nothing more.
University graduates with degrees are not easy to come by on the job market, without skills, they can only engage in low-level work. Even university graduates strive years to repay their loans, worrying about getting fired and going bankrupt.
Most of Pike Company’s factory workers and members of the Beggar Gang have high school education, so it was easy for them to accept factory work, considering the wages weren’t as good as they are now.
After all, not even the General Sect Leader, with all his charisma, could convince people to accept jobs that don’t match their worth and capabilities. Talent is always selected out, a place for every capable person.
However, the General Sect Leader was already used to the younger generation of the West Coast—pretty much a lost cause. But it had nothing to do with him.
If it weren’t for the many lower-class individuals with high school education, the life-long underperformers, and the unexpectedly eliminated elites, how would he afford to hire workers on low wages? How to continually recruit street talents to strengthen the Beggar Gang?
Black was unreliable, talking one thing in front and something else behind the back. At night, they might just steal all the machinery and sell it to the street brothers for scrap. The Mexicans who jump the fence are also those who can’t make it out in their own country and can only make burritos and wash dishes here.
Like flying planes or repairing them, they don’t have that capability, do they? Still, rely on the Pike family.
Thanks to the deadbeats at the top, never looking down from above, doing a great job, please continue!
Even plaguing the middle-class district they reside in now? That’s something the General Sect Leader didn’t expect.
A daring girl couldn’t help but ask: “You don’t look much older than us, how did you earn the money to afford a luxury car? Is your family very rich?”
“Maybe I’m just luckier?” Allen chuckled: “It’s only me in my family. With my own efforts, I bought this car and partnered with others to open a bar and a recycling company.”