Bei Haiyang didn't want to get involved in what the Rose Guild wanted to do; he was a relatively pure person and didn't want to get involved in those powerful organizations.
Do your own thing, do your best, and then retire and live an ordinary life. This is his philosophy.
He doesn't want to get anything for himself through this. For him, the existence of that system is the end of his life. He doesn't want to get too much, which will shorten his life.
The Rose Guild Meeting is for him to be mentally prepared, but in fact he has his own preparation content. If the two are consistent, he will do it. If they are not consistent, he believes in himself.
After leaving the cafe, the two went their separate ways. People were coming and going on the sunny streets, and people were enjoying the leisure time of the holiday. Under such peace, behind the scenes was the heavy burden of the new humanity.
The communicator transmitted the order from the Joint Operations Command Headquarters, "In half an hour, gather over the Pacific Ocean!"
Each task force member is equipped with a dedicated communicator, which is bound to his or her life information, and all their actions are based on this.
The task force has a majestic name, Vanguard of Civilization! In the past few months, they have dominated the headlines of the news media. It is conceivable that as long as the extraterritorial threats persist, they will always be the most concerned.
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The cafe is located in a busy area of the business district. There is a square outside. Pigeons fill the space. Visitors feed them, children play and laugh, and lovers are reluctant to leave...
Bei Haiyang was waiting in the square outside the cafe. Although he drove here, he would definitely not be able to make it in time if he drove back. He had his own way, just leaning in front of the barrier and silently watching the bustling world.
A group of young and beautiful girls poured out of the yoga studio nearby, laughing and joking, waiting here for their family and boyfriends to pick them up. They were at the peak of their youth.
A woman is particularly outstanding among others, not because of her face, but because of her temperament, which is neutral and heroic. In today's social atmosphere, such a temperament is very popular, but not everyone has it.
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This is a small group that gathers together because of their hobbies, so there is some kind of implicit comparison. Unknowingly, they compare wealth, status, boyfriends, cosmetics, cars, houses and other things that can be compared.
This is also a kind of circle.
They are the newly promoted employees of Second Securities Company, elites who have been fought out by thousands of troops. Regardless of their appearance and knowledge, they are the best choice; they are participating in the company's team building activities, and it is conceivable that they will enter the ranking in Hua Country.
The conditions of the top securities companies must be very good.
It is precisely in companies like this that the desire to compete with each other is particularly strong, and this is also a game that they will continue to play in the workplace in the future.
Under the urging of the girls' phone calls, luxury cars arrived one after another, including Porsches, Ferraris, Bentleys... In Donghai, this kind of class is standard equipment for men and women.
It’s almost like an exhibition of top-notch cars! The Bentley that came first didn’t drive away immediately, but waited for the next one. The euphemistic name was that everyone went to play real-person CS together, but in fact it was also a comparison mentality.
Not everyone has such strength, and not everyone likes such boring comparisons, but when you are in the game, there are some things that you are destined to not be able to escape.
Several girls with relatively poor family backgrounds have quietly sent messages asking their friends who drive Mercedes-Benz and BMWs not to come over. In front of these top-notch luxury cars, Mercedes-Benz and BMWs are better off not coming. It would be embarrassing...
If you don’t come, you’ll still be incomprehensible. That’s probably the mentality.
The department head patted the roof of her Ferrari. She knew the mentality of the girls under her very well, and it was also part of her private evaluation of the ability and background of her subordinates. This is part of the workplace, and whether you like it or not, you have to admit it.
"Zhenzhen, take my car?"
She could tell that among all the girls, this one with outstanding temperament was the only one who did not call and send messages. Is it pride? Is it disdain? Or is she pretending to be ignorant?
But she had an intuition that a girl with such a temperament must have a bad background. In this big dyeing vat, there are always those who want to be independent, but in the end they have to follow the crowd? Reality will teach them to compromise. She has seen this kind of situation many times.
The elegant beauty smiled politely, "No need, Sister Wu, I'll just take a taxi... eh? There's a friend over there, I'll go over and say a few words."
If you want to be independent, the price is to become the target of public criticism. This beautiful and temperamental beauty has been isolated in the team building, but now in the eyes of everyone, it is even more of a ridicule.
The friend she talks about, well, it's hard to tell her age clearly. He looks like an uncle with an unshaven beard. He is leaning against the railing in an unkempt manner, as if he is waiting for a taxi?
The elegant beauty walked over and tried to suppress her mood, "Brother Haiyang, why are you here? Are you waiting for the bus?"
Bei Haiyang chuckled, "What a coincidence, what a coincidence. I was waiting for the bus, but I was waiting for the speeding bus! I finally had a cup of coffee with someone, and this mission came after me. I didn't have time to go back, so I had to wait for them to come.
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Well, what are you really doing now?"
Ren Zhenzhen was a little bored, "Securities company, it's boring! Brother Haiyang likes to drink coffee? I'll treat you to it when you come back! I haven't seen you since I left the island country. The young lady has been busy all day long..."
Bei Haiyang smiled, "Okay! But I don't like drinking coffee. The reason why I come here is because the people I meet like it. If you want to treat me, just treat me to a big bowl of ramen, and a plate of beef!"
Ren Zhenzhen smiled from the bottom of her heart. She liked to be with such people. Unfortunately, the gap between her abilities was too big, and someone had already got there first.
"Okay, let's just say that? A big bowl of ramen and enough beef! Well, since Brother Yang has a mission, I'll go over there."
Ren Zhenzhen slowly returned to his companions, a little absent-minded, and a so-called best friend smiled and said:
"Really, is that your friend? Why is he an uncle?"
Ren Zhenzhen frowned, "What's wrong with uncle? And he's not an uncle, he's just too lazy to take care of himself."
My best friend wasn't done yet, "Hey, look at Zhenzhen who is so distracted, doesn't he like this person?"
All the girls laughed, a little maliciously, but Ren Zhenzhen was very serious, "If I like it, I can only like it secretly..."
Sister Wu came out to smooth things over, "If you like it, go for it. It's not your character to be hesitant."
Ren Zhenzhen sighed, "He's married..."
My best friend always has a loud mouth, "What's wrong with getting married? If you like it, grab it! Or should you be a mistress first and then figure out a way later?"
Their joke was a bit too much, but what surprised them was that Ren Zhenzhen seemed to be obsessed with it, "You're right, I'll be a mistress first... I don't ask for a higher position, I'll be very satisfied just being a mistress."
Ren Zhenzhen seemed to be possessed by a demon, and everyone was still laughing, but suddenly they found that the crowd in the square exploded like frightened rabbits, and countless pigeons exploded at the same time!
A behemoth fell from the sky, triangular in shape, and the iron-black body was full of oppression. Under the hull number V-19, there were rows of stars that were too numerous to count...
The somewhat decadent uncle wrapped himself in a windbreaker and dove into the machine... As soon as the sky lit up, the sense of oppression melted away.
Ren Zhenzhen looked at the sky dreamily, "V, represents the pioneer of civilization! Every star is shot down, and now there are 39!
How much is a spaceship worth? The cost is no less than 10 billion! In other words, he has destroyed nearly 400 billion!