Zhongjing Xiacheng District, 67th floor of the Joint Conference Headquarters Building.
The white-haired Gross Lockheed walked into the office at the end of the corridor with a solemn expression, holding the iconic eagle-headed silver staff.
"Long time no see, gro, sit down quickly." Behind the desk, Xiao Jixi, vice president of the joint meeting, obviously knew that his old friend was coming early. After saying hello, he made no intention of getting up. He just made a pot of Kung Fu tea slowly and methodically, and poured He took out two cups and said, "Try the new Darjeeling black tea."
Gross sat opposite and said straight to the point: "I received a notice this morning that my grandson is on the next batch of relocation lists."
"Yes, congratulations."
"The entire Lockheed family only gave him a target," Gross said, leaning on his stick with both hands and a gloomy expression. "He is only ten years old, how can he live in the uptown area?"
"You are worrying too much," Xiao Jixi took a sip of tea, "The vast majority of people in Shangcheng District were raised by androids, so you don't have to worry about life at all."
"Jixi, we have known each other for so many years. After the points system was introduced, I haven't come to see you because I don't want to embarrass you..."
Xiao Jixi smiled and pushed the tea cup forward: "Drink tea."
"You are Li Ru's confidant. You have been promoted to vice president, and now you are also the director of the relocation committee... at least give my son a target."
"Gro, I am the director in name only. The people who really have the final say in the relocation committee are the people sent by the temple."
"Can the points be reduced? According to the declaration form, the Lockheed family's relocation requires 10 million points. When converted into cash, nearly 20 billion needs to be paid."
"Twenty billion is already a small amount," Xiao Jixi lowered his eyes, "A few days ago, Crow from the Federation of Trade Unions slammed the table in front of Li Ru at the executive meeting, because he and his family had to pay more than three hundred billion in cash.”
Upon hearing the news, Gross felt the same. He stood up with his cane and shouted: "This is an impossible number!"
"Don't get excited, sit down," Xiao Jixi walked around the desk, pressed his old friend's shoulders with both hands, and gave him another cup of tea before speaking again.
“In this relocation, everyone in Xiacheng District will have an opportunity. Whether it is policy bonus points or cash exchange, as long as the points value given in the declaration form is reached, they can go to Shangcheng District. But how does everyone’s point value come about? Yes, do you know?"
"Isn't it calculated based on assets?"
"No, the temple has a database that records all the life trajectories of every person in Xiacheng District from birth to death. When you apply for migration, the system will calculate whether you meet the migration conditions, and if so, the required points value It will be very low, and if it doesn’t meet the criteria, the upper limit of the points you can earn in your lifetime will be used as the standard.”
"What are the conditions for migration?" Gross asked in confusion.
Xiao Jixi walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and overlooked Beijing.
"There was an old man on the first batch of relocation lists. After submitting the application, a family of six only paid 20,000 yuan and went to Shangcheng District. Afterwards, I checked his resume. He had stayed in the neighborhood committee office all his life, and his son and daughter-in-law also They all work in the neighborhood committee, and the family does their duty honestly and remains unknown.
So at first I thought personality was the key, but I checked a few more people on the list and found that these people had no similarities. Later I thought of a possibility. Since the Twin Gods want fairness, maybe the temple will be based on The data can predict what every person from Xiacheng District who submitted an application will do after entering Shangcheng District. In other words, it is not the past that determines whether you can move, but the future. "
"So my grandson suddenly got the quota... and he's only ten years old."
"This is just speculation on my part, but whatever the temple's standards are, gro, just accept it."
Gross seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, and shook his head bitterly: "The era of the wealthy family is over, SoftBank has collapsed, and Lockheed has also come to an end. The wealth and reputation accumulated by the family for hundreds of years have all come to nothing."
The head of SoftBank Lockheed, the largest manufacturer of civilian airships in the lower city, stood up with difficulty and walked towards the door step by step with a silver staff.
Xiao Ji looked forward to the lonely back of his old friend, sighed and said, "Gro, I know someone who may be able to help you."
"Who?" Gross turned around, hope in his eyes.
"Last month, Denali's "Khan" and Fuji's "Samsung Corporation" jointly established an investment management company, headquartered in Qishan City, and currently recruiting many people from the upper city. If the Lockheed family joins this With a company, you and your family can commute uptown in the name of work.”
"Do you know Khan's Alslen or Samsung's Park Jung-tae?"
"I don't need to know them," Xiao Jixi smiled, "The reason why their newly established company was able to obtain the foreign trade license so early is because behind Khan and Samsung Society is the Guards Commander Cain, and I, Meet Cain’s Advocate.”
Gross hesitated and said: "It is rumored that Cain is the woman of the Twin Gods. She only had an empty rank in the army and did not actually take over the Guards."
"After the sinking of the Defender, there are not many people in the world who truly understand Cain." Xiao Jixi narrowed his eyes, "This legendary lord is not as simple as he seems."
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Western Fortress, General Staff Headquarters of the Human Armed Forces.
"Boss, I really can't do this job."
In the huge conference room, Balentine's face was filled with sadness.
His eyes were pierced by magical thorns during the Goblin War, and he had to replace them with bionic eyes, which made his eyes slightly dull, but his huddled facial features still accurately expressed the feeling of being born without love.
Opposite, the holographic projection of Cain was nestled in a chair, holding a lollipop in his mouth, his legs crossed and straightened, and his feet resting on the conference table. Hearing that Balentine was about to give up his job, she said lazily: "Okay, if you don't want to do it, just change it. What do you want to do?"
"Otherwise, Sonoya and I can swap. She will join the Guards, and I will go to the Lower City to clean up the gangs."
"That's so tiring," Cain flicked the lollipop with his tongue, "You and I can change. I will notify Zero to perform a sex reassignment surgery on you soon."
"Well……"
"Hiss, this job is actually quite tiring. Let's do this. I'll have someone find a piece of land with a nice view for you in the Zhongjing garbage dump, and dig a two-bedroom apartment for you..."
"No need," Balentine adjusted the collar of his uniform, "It's fine to be in the Guards."
"Hmph, if everyone else hadn't died..." Cainkacha bit into the candy and said, "The fleet's encrypted communication has a time limit. Say something useful."
"Hey, boss, you know that in the Guards, there are a group of people who came from the temple garrison and are obsessed with loyalty all day long. The other group were drawn from the original deep space defense force and only know how to do it. The two groups of people didn't like each other from the beginning. I followed your request and dispersed our people into various legions and battalions, but it didn't have any effect."
"Just wait," Cain smacked the sweet taste in his mouth, "How about Li Zhengyuan?"
"Don't mention it. That old man is so stupid and heartless. I really can't understand why the temple would send such a person as the deputy commander of the Guards."
Cain said angrily: "You still have the nerve to tell him, let me tell you, next time we communicate, if you still can't deal with Li Zhengyuan, go to the garbage dump to find a place to bury yourself."
"Absolutely," Balentine nodded quickly and asked with a smile on his face, "Well, Lord, when is the next communication?"
"When the fleet arrives at the spiritual gate of Gaias Stoll, you still have...a month." Cain stood up and stretched, "Remember, as I said before, be optimistic. At home, anyone who is dishonest will be killed."
"Understood," Balentine said with a cruel smile.
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