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Chapter 2 This world is fake

"How many times have I told you not to go with strangers? Don't go with strangers! Good guy, I'm going to be a good guy!"

On the side of the asphalt road, Mia was panting and pushing Baizhu. Sparks and lightning flashed across the old wheelchair along the way, rushing along the sidewalk like a wild dog running wild.

"How many times has this happened? Come on, tell me! You tell yourself!" Simulating the emotional response that this body should have, Baizhu in the wheelchair began to act incompetent and furious: "Why this time? Why did you leave with a stranger again?"

?!"

On the shade of a small tree, a half-year-old child wearing a simple blue shirt and a white baseball cap lowered his head and hesitated to speak. He had a big, honest and harmless face, with bulging muscles all over his body, standing

It was almost like a concrete wall in front of Bai Zhu, blocking all the sunlight coming from the gaps between the trees.

"Brother Assyria..."

"nonsense!"

"Old lady, eat sweets, let's all go together..." The hesitant syllables burst out from Anton's mouth, and he tried to explain with gestures: "Money, Father, I, I..." Even if he stuttered, he couldn't speak the next words.

, in the silence where their eyes met, Anton slowly showed his trademark silly smile, and then gave himself a thumbs up.

"Do you understand?" Bai Zhu turned his head.

"Anton met an old woman. She gave Anton candy. The candy can be exchanged for money. The orphanage didn't have enough money..." The little girl hesitated and translated: "Anton, is that so?"

The other person's response was a thumbs up.

After pushing hard all the way from the welfare home, the two of them finally stopped Anton in front of a bus. As for the kind-hearted old woman he was talking about, she never appeared from the beginning, and she didn't know that she ran away when the situation was bad.

Or Anton lost someone.

Most of the orphans in the orphanage were orphans, children with various weird pathologies. Anton was abandoned due to mental retardation when he was young. In the memory of this body, Assyria, who was paralyzed in his lower limbs, relied on Anton's care. Over the years, he was able to

Carry out normal activities.

Assyria is the brain of Anton, and Anton is the legs of Assyria.

They are one.

The two people are inseparable.

"...be smarter next time." Bai Zhu waved his hand helplessly, indicating that the matter was over for now. Anton, who received the signal, was as happy as a dog biting a Frisbee. He happily squeezed Mia away with his butt and took over the wheelchair.

location.

"Brother Assyria..." He pushed the wheelchair: "Mother-in-law, eyes."

"What?"

"Mother-in-law, my mother-in-law's eyes look very kind." Anton lowered his head and defended sincerely: "Mother-in-law, you are a good person..."

Bai Shu: “…………”

A few minutes later.

The bright yellow bus slowly stopped at the platform. Amidst the electronic sound of the announcement, Mia, who had a complicated face, helped to help and carefully lifted the old wheelchair into the carriage.

"Brother Assyria, shall we go home?" Anton, who was holding the hanging ring, poked his head blankly, then lowered his head and asked.

"If we don't go home, we are going to Aviva Electric Power Company." Seeing that the man in the wheelchair was noncommittal, the little girl raised the document bag in her hand, with some unconcealable pride in her tone:

"Assyria's work is done and we want to get paid!"



Avar Electricity Company, Corridor.

"Three thousand, at most three thousand, that's the price we agreed upon at the beginning!"

"We also added additional videos and thank-you letters from the children. Sir, three thousand is too little."

"...How many do you want?" The person asking the question barely suppressed his anger.

"Four thousand?" Mia boldly tried.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"One price, three thousand and five thousand, no counter-offer!" The man in the wheelchair lowered his voice seriously: "Sir, it's hard for me to help you with that little money. How about we each give in?"

"…………"

With a ding-dong sound, Mia and Anton jumped up excitedly around the mobile phone, and the notification of the receipt of the payment was displayed on the screen. The man in the suit looked a little unhappy. He took the document bag from Mia's hand and flipped through the pages.

In the past, as time passed, a slightly happy look appeared on my face.

That is proof of volunteer service and work documents.

"When looking for a job now, having a volunteer certificate is a plus." Bai Zhu saw the joy on the man in the suit's face and smiled: "Did you prepare this for your child?"

Where there is demand, there is supply.

This is the birth of the initial industrial chain.

When the orphanage was financially strapped, this body often relied on providing certificates of volunteer service to make money. This was his and Mia's job, and it was also a tacit little secret between the two.

"Yes, it's for my daughter. She will graduate from the University of Auckland next month." The man in the suit looked at these children who were younger than his daughter and felt a little sad. When he was about to say something, he was kicked.

The sound of hurried footsteps interrupted.

Downstairs.

A middle-aged man with bloodshot eyes was running on his legs. His face was as pale as if he had just been dug out of a tomb. His body had an indescribable smell, like disinfectant and rotten engine oil, which made everyone in the corridor fume.

Cover your nose and step back.

"Rosie, is that you? Damn it, man!"

The shocked man in a suit saw the middle-aged man's face clearly, covered his nose and stepped forward to stop him: "Have you been playing in the **** club for a week, or have you just crawled out of the sewer pipe? The supervisor wants to call you.

Damn it, where have you been these past few days?"

"I, I..."

The middle-aged man's eyes were bulging, and he looked around blankly. It took him a long time to regain consciousness, as if he had just woken up from a dream, and he clenched the handrail of the stairs as if he was shrinking.

Click——

Bai Zhu heard the sound of the clock.

"My health is not good..." He covered his face nervously, grunted a few times in his throat, and calmed down for a long time: "Maddie, where is the annual meeting at two o'clock in the afternoon, has it already started?"

"Annual meeting? That was a few months ago!"

"What?" The familiar feeling of dizziness came over again, and there were more and more bloodshot eyes, and his expression condensed into a sense of absurd fear. The middle-aged man finally collapsed, he screamed, and rushed forward without looking back.

Exited the corridor and ran into the building.

"...What happened to him?"

After Rosie screamed and ran away, the man in the suit also left with the document bag with a strange look on his face. Mia touched the big furry ears on her head and looked puzzled.

"Afraid." Anton covered his eyes with his hands and made a serious trembling gesture: "He is afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

"Cat." Because he had been scratched, Anton was most afraid of cats.

"Are you stupid?" Mia didn't want to speak anymore.

"Okay, okay, wait for me here." Bai Zhu interrupted the two children's eager discussion: "I'm going to the bathroom and I'll be back soon."

"Ah...brother Assyria, let's go together!"

Anton, who was in high spirits, was just about to come over to push the wheelchair. As usual, he was rejected mercilessly by Baizhu and declined politely.

And at this moment.

In a small office on the 24th floor of Avar Electric Power Company.

Desperate, Rossi threw the documents on his desk into the sky and smashed the windows one after another. In the mess and white paper on the floor, facing the same scenes in his memory, repeated day after day, he had already collapsed.

He finally cried out:

"Fake!"

"Fake! Fake! This is all fake!!!"

Rossi screamed at the security guards and colleagues who came in through the door, waving his arms sadly:

"You are fake, I am fake, everything is fake!

This world——

It’s all fucking fake!!!!!!”


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