C430 The Level of Eating Soft Rice
The girl left. Yuh Hwa wanted to chase her, but he was blocked by a group of people. He couldn't move at all.
Due to the fact that all of his misdeeds had angered the crowd, people had already called him trash.
As a man, he actually asked his girlfriend to do three part-time jobs just to save some money and buy a house for their marriage.
She just wanted a home, a home. It was so simple that it was already hard to imagine.
Even if it was any man who realized it, this guy in front of him, ever since he graduated, he hadn't earned a single cent. He was just fooling around in the rental house waiting to die, and this girl had already done enough.
"Hsiao Yu, give me one more chance. One last time."
Yuh Hwa shouted at the back of the crowd, but there was no response. He hugged his head painfully and squatted on the ground, while tearing his hair.
The people around him all dispersed, and no one felt any pity for him. He was the one torturing them, and for the pitiful people, there was nothing they could not do.
A few minutes later, Yuh Hwa raised his head. His eyes were filled with tears, but they suddenly straightened straight.
He saw a recruitment notice and slowly walked over with a numb expression.
Before he could finish reading the information, it was collected by someone.
"Big brother, wait a moment. Can you let me have a look?"
Yuh Hwa grabbed Qin Feng's arm and asked in a deep voice.
"There's no need to read it, I'll dictate it to you!" After Qin Feng put away the poster, he rolled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can. He then suddenly turned around and smiled, "Our company will start the Blue Sky Million Project. As long as you have the ability, you can start to make it into the millions per minute."
When Yuh Hwa heard this, his face revealed a hint of excitement. He grabbed onto Qin Feng and continued to chase after Qin Feng.
"Boss, can I do it? I just saw the recruitment information. Your company needs civil engineers. I am, really, I can repair ancient buildings. This is my specialty and my dream!"
Qin Feng stood still with a hint of playfulness on his face.
"Did you understand what I just said?"
After Yuh Hwa heard this, he shook his head. He didn't know what the other party meant.
He had nothing now, or, rather, an hour ago, he had a girlfriend.
But now, he was so poor that all he could do was dream. He had wasted three years of his life, yet he still had such pitiful faith.
"Then let me repeat to you, our company is well-paid. Millions is not a dream, but we need elites, not trash with dreams."
Qin Feng smiled lightly. He gently pushed away Yuh Hwa's arm, turned around and walked out.
When Yuh Hwa heard the word "trash", he slowly lowered his head. His voice was incredibly low and deep.
"I'm not trash, and you have no right to judge me. If a person doesn't have a dream, then what's the difference between them and a salted fish? Didn't you use your previous hard work to achieve the first step of your dream?"
When he looked up, Yuh Hwa's eyes were red and his face was filled with anger.
He did not need the judgment of others, he only needed to be himself and hold on to his dreams.
In school, he could argue with professors, discuss with famous doctors, and serve as an example to the students of the whole school.
But why did he enter society? After graduation, his dreams were crushed, and he didn't even have a place to throw the trash can.
Why is that?
He didn't understand, and he didn't want to understand. Even if he died, he would never give up his dream.0
My dream is to become an ordinary person, but things don't go according to my wishes. There are many times when, in order to be ordinary, I want to become a successful person in your eyes, and you, with your dreams of success, have been trying your best to climb up. In the end, you are still just a piece of trash, am I wrong?
Qin Feng smiled!
Returning from the battlefield in the south, he had lived a stable life in the city of Dingdu from Devil God, Qin Feng, and who knew how much he had paid.
The amount he donated to the charity could buy up to half of Ninghai City, but what could that prove?
His success, huh? Hehe, that wasn't what he wanted at all.
In Hua Xia, he only wanted to stay by Meiyun's side. Even if he was penniless, he did not want to charge back into the flames of war, where there would be no peace at all.
Thus, he had always been working hard and fighting hard. In order to live an even more ordinary life, he had first reached the top and was now on the verge of success.
This was because the peak would never be his main focus. He understood this point very well, so he didn't miss out on any opportunities.
As for that piece of trash, Yuh Hwa, that's right. He was a piece of trash. In order to achieve his dream, he even had the minimum ability to live. He was the strongest survival talent that humans had.
Forgot it.
As a pretty boy, he didn't even have the right to look up to Qin Feng.
"Then tell me, what is your secret to success? What is it that is not a dream or belief?!"
When Yuh Hwa heard Qin Feng's words, he became even more furious. He rushed to the elevator and blocked the door. With gritted teeth, he finally had a trace of the fierceness a man should have.
"My secret to success is that I have a good wife, the chairman of the Huamei Group, and a vice president of the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce. This is my biggest foundation, and you don't have anything, do you still need a reason?"
Qin Feng tilted his head, lit up a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
He believed that Yuh Hwa was talented, because he and Keyboard Hero were too damn alike.
He vaguely remembered that when he first met Keyboard Hero, he was just a beggar on a wheelchair, working on electrical appliances on the streets for a living.
At first, he was thinner than a stray dog. At least, stray dogs were not picky eaters, while Keyboard Hero had never eaten meat. Plus, he lived a barren life. His thin physique was even scarier than those addicts.
But who would have thought that such a little beggar would be robbed away to sell his wheelchair. Keyboard Hero, who was crawling on the ground, saw Qin Feng, who was even more miserable than him like a barbarian.
At that time, Qin Feng came back from the Emperor's Tomb and was saved by Keyboard Hero, who was at the lowest point of his life. The two lived under a 1.2 billion dollar bridge and listened to the sounds of tens of billions of cars moving past.
He gnawed on a few yuan of bread and watched as the snowflakes danced in the air, howling through the cold wind, wrapped in a tattered quilt, and boasted to each other.
Qin Feng said, "I am the god of death in the southern battlefield!"
I'm a top hacker!
Later on, they all did it, Qin Feng galloped through the southern battlefield, and wherever he went, the top ten mercenary groups would remove their own flags.
At that time, his thin and excited face was pressed against the screen, tears rolling down his cheeks. With the passing of time, his fat face and vulgar smile, and the same equipment in front of him, his life had undergone a tremendous change.
Within three days, his national treasury had been destroyed, and with pure data, the legend of a hacker emperor began to spread.
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