New York is a very large city, with three international airports and a total length of underground railways of more than a thousand kilometers.

This seemed incredible in ancient times.

How can a city accommodate tens of millions of people?

It is already a great achievement to have a scale of one million.

But in the highly concentrated modern world, this kind of centralized city is the norm, and even the general trend in the future, because big cities have better resources, from education to medical care, jobs, entrepreneurial opportunities, and so on.

This has created a situation where small counties, represented by rural areas, are dying out step by step.

The more concentrated and powerful steel forest is thriving on the human race.

In the same city, Chen Changqing has seen gatherings of celebrities who spend a lot of money, and he has also seen homeless people shivering in the corners on bitterly cold snowy nights. The Empire State Building is the representative of this city and is known as the seven major engineering projects in the modern world.

One of the miracles.

But where Chen Changqing was fishing, there were only a few pieces of wood that were about to rot, proving that fishing boats had once stopped here.

It is difficult to find traces of human activities around.

Let alone an engineering miracle, not even a decent cement board could be found.

Chen Changqing lamented that the world is becoming extreme.

The triangular structure that has lasted for thousands of years has become increasingly steeper with the development of science and technology.

But to be ashamed to say, Chen Changqing has no intention of doing anything, at least regarding the framework, because he is essentially a vested interest.

And to be fair, only after you reach a certain height can you have the ability to change these things.

In One Piece, why is Ming Ge’s father, Ancient Sage Huo Ming, stupid?

If he really hates the sins of the Celestial Dragons, the most important thing he should do is not to break away from the identity of the Celestial Dragons, but to change other Celestial Dragons through the identity of the Celestial Dragons. The behavior of the Ancient Sage Huo Ming is the most stupid and selfish self-impression.

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This kind of behavior is just like the Wano Country Chapter drawn across the border.

Throughout the article, we cannot see the hard work and magnificence of trying to change, fighting against the sky, the earth, and fate, but only a ridiculous self-movement.

In fact, as a Tianlong, Ancient Sage Huo Ming can change many things.

For example, Tianshangjin, who has caused the destruction of countless countries, may not be able to stop this kind of exploitation, but he has the ability to keep these countries barely alive.

But he did nothing and chose to avoid these problems, even causing trouble for his family.

Musgarud, a reformed Draco who was also a Draco, knocked Saint Charros away with a stick. He saved the fish-human race Shirahoshi and used his special identity to ensure the safety of the fish-human race.

Perhaps he is an alien, a weirdo in the eyes of the Celestial Dragons, the one who is ridiculed.

But he is trying to make changes, and this alone is better than being a dead loser who has given up his identity.

Power is neither good nor bad, and so is class.

During the Republic of China, many knowledgeable people came from scholarly families. You must know that in that era when most people could not even afford to eat, studying was a very luxurious thing.

These people who could afford to study and study abroad were definitely the elite of that era!

But it was these people who pushed back the old order and created a new era!

Chen Changqing is not a good person, but he lives up to his conscience and has been making the world a better place.

Apart from anything else, in this era where most people are rotten, just because he can pay farmers brothers wages on time during the three major festivals, he is more conscientious than more than 90% of the bosses.

Don't believe it, if it weren't for Chen Changqing, if it were other bosses, at least hundreds of thousands of farmer brothers would not be able to survive the New Year this year.

There are at least 300,000 construction workers in the country. The minimum price for a worker is 20 yuan a day. 300,000 workers are 6 million. There are 135 days from the Mid-Autumn Festival to the Spring Festival, which is 810 million.

Calculated based on the daily interest rate of 0.5/10,000, that is 400,000 per day.

If you can't get money during the Spring Festival, the fastest time to see money next time will be on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, which is six million in fifteen days.

There is no need to break the law, you just need to move your fingers and delay a little, and you can get an extra 6 million in income.

This situation was very common before the nationwide rectification. This is the convenience brought by rights. There are always some people who can use these means to change something and gain benefits.

But this situation will not happen here with Chen Changqing.

This is the use of power. Power is neither poison nor good medicine. In most cases, power is a catalyst.

Make good things better and bad things worse.

On the other side, from the remote suburbs of New York, it was a stop-and-go journey.

The car drove for more than two hours before returning to the Elf King Hotel.

Not long after getting off the car, when he opened the door, Chen Changqing couldn't help but be stunned.

There are Spring Festival couplets posted in front of the door, the color of the carpet has turned into a festive red, and some of the decorations in the hotel are more or less hung with upside down couplets and red lanterns. Even the clothes of the hotel employees have become tattoos.

Red cotton jacket with golden dragon and phoenix.

If it weren't for seeing all the familiar faces, Chen Changqing almost thought he was in the wrong place.

Looking at Dexter, who was wearing a red coat with a golden dragon pattern not far away, Chen Changqing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, his expression a little more approving:

"Okay, the festive atmosphere is pretty good, what do you think?"

When I went fishing in the morning, the hotel was not in this style.

The only person with this intention and ability is the hotel manager Dexter.

Facing Chen Changqing's praise, Dexter was very humble and had no intention of claiming credit:

"It's mainly the boss's idea. I'm just responsible for running errands."

Enns next to him was very satisfied and gave Dexter a thumbs up approvingly.

Then he looked at Chen Changqing with a silly look on his face, his expression seemed to say - "Hey, come and praise me."

Chen Changqing rolled his eyes, looked at the red suit that the other party was wearing that was incompatible with the surrounding festive atmosphere, and gave him a backhand blow that caused his brain to collapse:

"Smile, do you have such a brain?"

I feel a little aggrieved, why is it that Dexter does a good job, but I just don’t have the brains?

Enns wanted to say something. He looked around in confusion, but no one dared to speak. He could only express hesitantly:

"No, no."

To put it bluntly, it's not that the subordinates don't help the boss, but that they dare not.

After all, his boss had been dealt with, so it would be better for them as migrant workers to stay away. Looking at Enns with a resentful expression, Chen Changqing shook his head and ignored his expression:

"What are the plans for tonight?"

Dexter nodded slightly, and then said respectfully:

"Posting Spring Festival couplets, setting off firecrackers, and making dumplings stuffed with beef and green onions."

His expression moved slightly, Chen Changqing's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the other party:

"Attentive."

Dexter smiled and shook his head, saying very modestly: "This is what we should do."

What should be done?

Glancing at the Grand Duke of Enns not far away, I didn't know whether to say that he was a fool with a lot of luck, or that he was really lucky.

Chen Changqing shook his head, stopped thinking about this, and asked

"Old Bat and Scotty are here?"

Enns was stunned for a moment, and a flash of surprise flashed across his expression:

"How did you know?"

Before Chen Changqing could answer, a gunpowder-smelling voice sounded from behind the Grand Duke of Enns:

"Of course he knows, this guy's sense of smell is much more sensitive than mine."

The demigod-level vampire Dracula, this old guy who has lived for more than 1,200 years, came over with his several-month-old daughter Scotty in his arms. Chen Changqing didn't care about the old bat. He saw Dracula at a glance.

Scottie in arms:

"Come on, little girl, let daddy hug you."

The old bat became anxious and stared like an old hen protecting her calf:

"Don't yell, it's not my kiss, you are my godfather."

Chen Changqing didn't care at all, and directly reached out to take the baby from the old vampire's arms. Dracula was naturally unwilling, but he was afraid that the movement would be too big and hurt Scotty, so he could only watch Chen Changqing angrily as he took his daughter away.

snatched from his arms.

As for Chen Changqing?

After successfully snatching the baby from the old bat's arms, he had a smile on his face:

"I know, I know, I see you're nervous, come on, Scotty, call daddy."
Chapter completed!