Chapter 45 Apple

Style: Romance Author: Breaking goldWords: 2196Update Time: 24/02/20 10:16:39
How dirty is this room...

There were melon seed peels, drink bottles, and instant noodle boxes everywhere. Some of the instant noodle boxes had dried up soup.

"God of Wealth, I brought you a man."

In the innermost corner, in front of a computer desk surrounded by six computer screens, the technician I once saw was sitting there with bare feet.

I secretly glanced at the computer screens. One was the backstage of the 'stock carousel' that I had been playing around with;

The other one is something I have never seen before. There are a lot of green bubble groups on it. It is probably a 'swipe disk';

The third one is the betting board, which also displays a key value called the 'profit value'. This value is changing every minute. I just blinked a few times and it has changed from 1.92 million to 1.86 million;

The fourth one is the live broadcast. On it are the women I saw in the connecting building. They were wearing scantily clad clothes and flirting, and they would take out their little tongues and swing them around at every turn;

The fifth one is not quite like a handicap. There are constantly codes typed by technology on it. I can’t understand it anyway;

The last one is interesting. It not only has all the surveillance of the entire park, but also the magnificent building I saw in Mengeng. It’s just that the screens are so small that people can’t see clearly...

"Don't be stunned, do it quickly, and come back as soon as you're done."

"There's been a lot of chaos in the building these days, don't you know?"

At Ayong's urging, the boy and I started cleaning. At this second, the boy's fate was completely tied to mine.

As for the technology called 'God of Wealth', I have never been able to talk to him.

The young man and I cleaned the house from the inside out like crazy. We took out two full trash cans just for the garbage. Not to mention the water from mopping the floor, the house was still dark after mopping the water four times.

"Hurry up, take out the sheets, quilts, dirty clothes, etc. and throw them into the laundry room. We should evacuate."

Ayong saw that we had almost finished packing, so he helped us get things out of the house. When these things were done, the room had changed a lot.

Servers are arranged in rows like bookshelves, and the clean floor tiles make people feel relaxed when staying in the room. The whole room has a brand new look.

"God of Wealth, let's go."

When A Yong greeted this guy, he didn't even respond. For that matter, A Yong didn't dare to offend him.

After I walked out the door, I asked A Yong: "Brother Yong, why is this kid so awesome? I just didn't think I could give him a slap in the face."

Ayong turned around very carefully and said: "You kid, please don't joke with your own life, do you hear me?"

This was the first time I saw A Yong be so cautious, and I asked deliberately: "Is he a relative of the boss's family?"

"Humph." Ayong replied: "The boss's relatives are not as good as this guy."

Since then, I finally know where the most critical part of the park is!

Even Ayong doesn't know the exact name of the God of Wealth, but what he knows is that once something happens to the God of Wealth, not to mention the owner of the park, even Lao Qiao will panic!

This guy was originally a network technician for one of the four major banks, but he went to great lengths to get him here.

First, the park owner registered an Internet company in China to contact him specifically to do private work. The park owner lasted for nearly a year just doing private work, and spent more than one million dollars on it.

It took a lot of effort for the two parties to get acquainted with each other. The owner of the park invited the technician to come to Thailand to help write a set of programs by paying him money in advance. This was considered as getting him out of the country.

How simple were the people’s ideas in those days?

They were all thinking, 'I'm a man, how can he do anything to me?', not to mention that this is a business where you pay money first, so here comes the deal.

From that day on, the technician never left the park, and the park boss's methods of subduing him were cruel.

The owner of the park slaughtered a live cow on site, peeled off the cowhide, and shaved Technician's head. Then, taking advantage of the heat of the blood, he directly buckled the cowhide on Technician's head.

At the beginning, it was fine. I just felt that the skin on the top of my head was a bit stuffy. But as soon as the sun rose at noon, I couldn't stand it anymore. The sun in Southeast Asia is so poisonous. The cowhide on the top of my head was like Sun Wukong's tightening curse. It became more and more tight. The tighter it is, the more painful the technique will be. I fainted twice from the pain in one afternoon and it was considered that I could survive until dark.

Do you think it will be over when it gets dark?

That's impossible!

People's hair grows faster at night. The technique is just to shave the head, and the hair stubble is trying hard to get out of the scalp. However, these hairs can't pierce the tightened cowhide on the head, so, with As it grew, it turned around and began to turn its head and dig into the skin of the head.

That kind of feeling gave me goosebumps all over my body after listening to it. Wasn't the technology at that time as painful as thousands of needles pricking my head?

A Yong said to me while making peace: "Do you think anyone can be the boss of the park?"

"Do you know what this trick is called?"

"This is called 'Daisili' abroad."

I didn’t understand: “What the hell?”

A Yong explained: "It was a trick that the Americans came up with when they tormented the black slaves. They were actually afraid that the black slaves would rebel, so they would do this again before boarding the ship. All the black slaves who went through this trick would be safe." Everyone stays safe on the boat."

I can't even imagine how painful this thing is, especially when the punishment lasts for several days, and the thick and hard hair stubble grows back to the scalp.

"Is this how technology works?"

"It's okay if he doesn't accept it. Who in his right mind has ever suffered this?"

Ayong held out two fingers: "It was only two days. After two days, the boss took care of the technical issues, and he has not made any mistakes to this day."

When I said this, we happened to pass by the store. I turned around and said, "Brother Yong, I'm going to buy something. What do you want?"

"I don't want it, just be happy."

After a while, I took out three cartons of cigarettes from the store, a pair of underwear, a few pairs of socks, and a bag of apples, and walked back to Ayong. I didn’t even say hello to him, I picked up his arm and tickled him along the way. A cigarette was inserted into the nest, and while Ayong was stunned, the young man and I finished dividing the other two cigarettes.

A Yong actually said embarrassedly: "Why are you talking about this?"

Of course Ayong is not short of cigarettes. I'm not kidding. The cigarettes in his room are piled in the corner and he can't smoke them all.

But even so, I had to do this because I couldn't let him see that among the things he bought, cigarettes were actually the least important. What was really important were the apples.

"Brother, why are you buying apples? The mangoes here are delicious."

The young man thought I didn’t understand anything.

I looked back at him and asked, "Are you unhappy?"

The young man shook his head.

"That's just right, no one is trying to steal it from me."

I took out an apple and ate it in several bites. When I spit out the seeds from my mouth, I even caught them with my hands...

Ayong glanced at me and cursed: "You're still damn clean."

I was smiling on the sidelines.