Global Movie Emperor

"Dear, the news said that there was a broken water pipe above the subway last night. The subway is now out of service. You can send Jason to school today. I have to leave first, otherwise it will be too late."

"Okay, bring your bag. Are there any documents you need to bring?"

Parker stood up, packed all the things he needed for work and handed them to her. He watched her close the door and leave. Then he returned to the dining table, turned off the radio, poured a cup of coffee, and waited for Jason to put the food into his stomach like a wind.

"I'm done eating."

Jason was in a low mood. He had been like this since attending Nelson's funeral. He quietly carried his schoolbag and waited for Parker to put on his leather shoes. The two of them went downstairs and got into Parker's old Cadillac. The car started and slowly Slowly merge into the endless traffic flow.

Traffic jams are the first lesson that life teaches everyone every day. It makes people gradually accept crowding and adapt to vehicles traveling at a speed of ten kilometers per hour without getting angry. It also makes people become more stingy, so stingy that they will not block anyone. opportunities to ensure that you have enough room.

Parker's company is not far from Jason's school, so if anything happens, it will always be Parker who takes Jason to school. The father and son don't communicate much, just like Parker and his father don't communicate much. They maintain The family's long-standing tradition is that father is father and son is son. Apart from the father-son relationship, there is no other good relationship between the two.

So the two of them were silent, one was driving and the other was playing with his mobile phone. Only the traffic information on the traffic channel maintained the atmosphere in the car, preventing the atmosphere from being too embarrassing.

Until they passed another high school next door to Jason's school, Parker and Jason couldn't help but poke their heads out at the same time. This was an aristocratic school. It was morning activity time, and a group of rich kids were riding their horses in the school. You can jog, jump, and stretch your muscles in the racecourse.

For ordinary people, the fact that a required early course in a school is equestrian is enough to shock their jaws, but this is a very common course in an aristocratic school.

Not only that, according to Parker's understanding, this school also has a very rich selection of elective courses. A series of high-end education such as painting, music, archery, outdoor sports, etc. are enough to cultivate an ignorant child into an outstanding and promising young man. Of course, the premise is that he must be a kid from a rich family.

As if he suddenly remembered something, Parker asked Jason a question: "Are you still in contact with Chris?"

"Basically no more. Even if we meet, we only say hello."

"Why?"

"He became very... disgusting."

This question seemed to touch Jason's point of disgust. Although the words were a bit vague, Parker still understood what he meant. He tapped his index fingers on the steering wheel twice, nodded without saying anything, and finally arrived at the gate of Jason's school. .

At this time, a girl got out of the vehicle behind Parker and met Jason who had just gotten out of the car. The two children smiled and said hello, and the girl also said hello to Parker, but she was wearing some revealing clothes and The heavily made-up face is indeed not very popular with Parker.

This is not what she should be at her age and status, but this cannot be the reason for a father to ignore his son's classmate's greetings, so he responded with a nod and a smile.

Does Jason like this girl? Parker doesn't know, but even if Jason likes it, Parker shouldn't judge a girl he just met based on her appearance and then immediately stop the two children from interacting with each other. Maybe the girl is just dressing up. Maybe you’re a little more mature, and there’s nothing wrong with liking a more mature look, right?

He just told Jason that his mother would cook a lot of his favorite dishes today and hoped that he would go home early.

Under Western education, there are many families where children of the same age call their parents by their first names, and are coaxed by their father like a child by saying that he has cooked his favorite dish tonight and asks him to go home early. This kind of tone can easily make children become The other friends were the target of ridicule, but Parker noticed the girl's expression and did not laugh. Instead, he smiled gently, urging the slightly embarrassed Jason to agree quickly.

"Okay, I get it Dad."

"See you tonight."

After waving his hand, Parker turned on the turn signal and looked at the reflector. Seeing that there was enough room to turn, he stepped on the accelerator and left, only turning his head from time to time to look at the two children who were walking into the school talking and laughing.

After checking the time, Parker saw that there was still more than half an hour until the time to clock in for work. There was plenty of time, so Parker kept his habit of going to the Noble School's wall to take a look after sending Jason to school.

In fact, many people stand at the gate of the aristocratic school and poke their heads inside every day to see what this world that is far away from them looks like. The school security will not stop them from stopping and watching, as long as there is no other action, they will not Being kicked out.

I found a free seat and watched the vigorous horses galloping around the racecourse, bringing up patches of sand. Occasionally, I stepped over the railing and roared, which would arouse the sighs of those who stopped, just like Parker.

…

"It's amazing..."

Jason sat on his father's shoulders, holding the fence with both hands, wishing he could get into the fence to find out what was going on. His eyes were shining with hope as he watched the afterimages of racing cars racing on the track.

He has never seen such a large remote control racing track, not even on TV. Even such a fast racing car takes a long time to complete a lap. All kinds of racing cars are covered with graffiti. The eyes are very cool.

Little Jason drooled when he saw it, but he never thought he could own one.

A racing car was running slowly, but it wasn't actually much slower. The young owner of the racing car stopped him, took off the chassis, replaced a battery, and threw the old battery into the used battery trash can. He was just about to put the racing car back on When he returned to the track, he glanced behind the fence and saw a child about his age looking directly at him.

"Hey! Want to play together?"

"I...? I don't have a racing car..."

"It's okay. I'm tired from playing and want to take a break. Do you want to come and play?"

Compared to the more generous children, Jason seemed a little timid. He looked at his father hesitantly, hoping that he would make a decision for him.

"Thank you, kid. We can't get in, so let's forget it. Jason, tell him thank you quickly."

"It's okay, I'll pick you up at the door."

As soon as he finished speaking, he dropped the car and ran towards the door. Now Parker had no reason to refuse. He could only put Jason on the ground, watched his eyes turn from dark to bright, and happily followed the child into the room. Inside a noble elementary school.

"My name is Chris, what's your name."

"Jason..."

He took Jason into the track. The other children showed no hostility towards Jason, an "outsider", and showed high quality. A group of children gathered around Jason and enthusiastically taught him various racing skills. The operation method, soon, the car controlled by Jason started racing with other cars.

Until another car started to slow down, its owner removed the battery and handed it to Jason who was sweating profusely from playing.

"Can you please throw it for me?"

"It still has some electricity."

"It's useless if it slows down. Jason, please throw it for me."

With the battery in his hand, Jason was stunned for a long time before wiping the sweat from his forehead. He stood up and walked to the trash can for recycling batteries. With his back to the other children, Jason secretly stuffed the battery into his pocket...

He turned around in a panic. The children were still playing and didn't notice his actions, so he breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and walked slowly towards the children, the first step... the second step...

Until he looked outside the wall, his father was looking at him. The father and son looked at each other for a long time... He knew that his father saw it, and he wanted to take a gamble. Maybe his father didn't see it. The third step...

Chris and the others were playing, and the car deviated from the track, flew out, and hit the ground. The parts were shattered all over the place. It was not decomposed, but damaged.

"Don't..."

Chris stamped his feet in annoyance and looked at the condition of the car. It was a bit miserable. Finally, he sighed, picked up the parts one by one, and threw them into the trash can.

Jason watched this scene and the other children making noises. He held the sweaty battery in his pocket, turned his head, and threw it into the trash can.

Outside the fence, Parker breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jason's actions. He leaned weakly against the wall, slowly squatted down, took out his phone, and looked at the price of the racing car.

It's very expensive, and the modified accessories are even more expensive, and it won't run at all without modification.

Parker thought for a long time, finally put his cell phone in his pocket, lit a cigarette, picked up a branch and calculated the debt on the ground, finally broke the branch, stood up, kicked the bad debt hard, and said nothing.

After throwing away the battery, Jason quickly said goodbye to the children and walked out of the gate alone. Parker lifted him up again, straddling his shoulders, and headed towards the afterglow of the setting sun. His shadow was pulled away. long.

"dad."

"Um?"

"I don't want to come here anymore, never again."

"Okay, I won't come..."

…

"Uncle Parker? Long time no see, are you okay?"

A greeting brought Parker back from his memories. He looked up and saw a tall horse, carrying its owner, snorting from time to time.

A handsome guy with blond hair and blue eyes had a sincere smile. He got off his horse and greeted him warmly, vaguely bearing the shadow of Chris's childhood.

"I just sent Jason to school, are you okay? Hey, I didn't expect you to grow so big in a blink of an eye."

"I'm fine, Uncle Parker, Jason... we haven't seen each other for a while. I will ask him to hang out when I have time."

"Then you have to set your own time. He is currently very busy with studies, and I don't know when he will have time."

"Okay, then I will discuss it with him. By the way, Uncle Parker, I heard... Jason is participating in the parade and has organized a small parade by himself. You have to know that you can participate in this kind of thing alone and organize it. … Not very safe.”

"I understand, thank you Chris, I will stop him. I have work here, so I will leave first. I wish you a happy life."

He didn’t communicate with Chris more. Firstly, he didn’t have time, and secondly, he had nothing to say. Jason joined the march to protest... wasn’t he the same kind of person as Chris?

"who is he?"

"The father of my childhood friend also works in my dad's company."

"Oh, it's that friend who studied in the cannon warehouse?"

"yes."

Parker's ears are more sensitive, and the conversation between Chris and his classmates behind him was not concealed, and all of it got into Parker's ears, gun barrel? Now Parker finally understood what Jason meant by disgusting. Yes, it was really disgusting.

After taking a look at the time, he got into the car, merged into the traffic, and drove towards the distance. After recovering from his illness, he had to work.

…

"I am a failed father. I never refute this. My children do not receive an excellent education and do not have any decent toys, because these need to be realized on the basis of a prosperous life."

"Luckily, Jason is very sensible and has never complained to me because of lack of anything. I have also resented my own powerlessness and wanted to work hard, but my mind cannot support me to get what I want. Neither life nor thinking can find a way to success."

“So, my image was stereotyped by society, and I became part of a certain group, just like cockroaches, ants, and spiders all belong to the insect family.

"I have been combined with thousands of people of different looks, sizes, and personalities, and have been called... ordinary people by those we protested against."

…

"Hey Parker, how are you doing?"

"Good morning Mr. Parker, I heard that you have been feeling unwell recently. Have you recovered now?"

There are constantly people around me saying hello, including colleagues and subordinates. Responding gently to colleagues, keeping a distance from subordinates, and maintaining one's dignity and leadership are the experiences he has learned in more than 20 years of work, even though he has only been an official for 20 years. Upgraded to a higher level, he is just a team leader in a department.

The hierarchical order of this steel forest is more cruel than nature. The law of natural selection may be more appropriate in human society today.

Not to mention the difficulty of getting a job, the first thing you need to do when you start a job is not to familiarize yourself with the company and your responsibilities, nor to understand the corporate culture and develop a sense of identity, but to do a good job in controlling your leaders in the next few decades. Mental preparation for change.

Countless people are looking forward to climbing up, praying every day for leaders who take good care of them to ascend or die, or cursing leaders who speak ill of them to be laid off, so that they have room for advancement and are qualified to enter this silent battlefield.

Colleagues who usually chat and laugh happily are actually very bloodthirsty. They stare at everyone closely and will not let go of even a small mistake. Even Parker is like this. He has already sharpened his butcher knife and pressed it against the chests of these colleagues. Once someone leaks a flaw, a group of sharks will come smelling blood and eat him up.

As a result, everyone does not dare to act rashly or be caught, and they fix themselves on the identity of a good leader or a good employee. In this society where people cannibalize people, they cannot take it lightly for a moment.

"Charles, have the parameters of the plan before I asked for leave been handed over to the design department?"

"Yes, the data transfer has been completed with the design department, and the specific parameters have been verified with the design department. At present, the design department has fully taken over Mr. Parker."

Put the paper coffee cup on the table, open the lid, slowly pour in the sugar and stir, and when you hear that the work has been handed over, Parker feels relieved. He will check it personally every time the work is handed over to avoid mistakes. During his sick leave, what Parker was most worried about was dealing with the design department.

Fortunately, his subordinates have been working under him for several years, and they can handle the docking work even if Parker is not present. Even if the design department discovers that there is an error in the data, as long as the work handover is completed, Parker will not be involved.

"Well done, let's inform the others and let's have dinner together tonight."

As the best communication bridge after get off work, dinner parties are not only popular in a certain country or field. As long as the leader will receive a bonus after the work is completed, in order to appease his subordinates, it is very necessary to use part of it for eating and drinking.

Charles nodded, and it was obvious that he was very happy. After all, Parker was not a pretentious leader. He was easy to get along with after work. This also made the drinks at the dinner not so difficult to swallow. Eating with Parker, a leader. , in fact, it is no different from the state when friends get together.

Charles informed other subordinates that the next ten seconds or so would be their cheering time. Everyone did not like drinking, and being hungover despite their busy schedule was the best relaxing experience for them.

"cough……"

With a slight cough, so as not to delay the work of other groups, Parker's dozen or so people became quiet in an instant and continued to work on the work at hand, as if nothing had ever happened.

Suddenly, a bloated man with gray temples pushed open the door and walked into the office. Parker stood up upon seeing this. This was his leader for more than 20 years. Thanks to his care, Parker stood out among the fiercely competitive crowd.

"Parker, are you feeling better? Your team worked quickly on the last case and did a good job, so I'm sorry, I have to send you another order. It's also an urgent job, and it will be done in two weeks at the latest. Once it is completed, you have to work harder and work overtime to finish it. The price is very good. If you work hard, it will be like buying Jason two more outfits."

A thick document was placed in Parker's hand, heavier than other orders. It can be seen that the workload this time will definitely not be small, but this can be regarded as the leader's reliance on him. Parker naturally has no reason to refuse. .

"No problem Mr. Partinger."

"Well, then I'll leave first. It's a lot of money to spend in the hospital, right? The sooner you raise it, the bigger the bonus will be. Just treat it as your own. Once you finish this, it will be enough for you to pay off your medical loan for half a year."

Pattinger patted Parker on the shoulder and turned to leave. When Parker turned around, he was faced with annoyed subordinates. They had a premonition that tonight's dinner plan was going to be cancelled.

Weighing the document in his hand, he opened it and looked at it, then handed it to Charles's hand. He suddenly clapped his hands.

"If you can finish entering the data before noon, and assign tasks to each other, and don't be lazy in the afternoon, tonight's dinner party will not be cancelled, but you will be busy enough in the next two weeks."

"No problem! Mr. Parker!"

The cheers rang out again, and everyone regained their motivation. They couldn't wait to take the part of the information that Charles distributed to them, and started working on the computer, but the sound was a bit loud.

"cough……"

It was quiet again.

…

He was busy until noon, and when lunch break came, Parker just stretched his waist slightly, and he could hear the cracking sound in his spine. He was working in a trance, and he didn't get out of his state until his subordinates had already started eating.

It is forbidden to eat smelly food in the company, so these people usually have sandwiches, bread and milk that their mothers, wives, or they get up early to make for lunch.

If you don’t want to eat these things, you have other options. Go downstairs and buy a hot dog, curry, or fried dumpling from a roadside food stall, or go to the Walmart opposite the company and buy a discounted meal. They are both better than a sandwich. Much.

As a member of Wal-Mart, he never had lunch at the company. After all, in the years when he first joined the company, he almost developed anorexia from eating sandwiches.

Although the discounted food is more expensive than a sandwich, and when you add up, it does cost a little more than eating bread in the office, but as a small leader, it is not unworthy to spend a little more money to save his taste buds.

After making an appointment with colleagues, the four of us went to the mall. The price of turkey was very cheap and it was enough for four people. A piece of pizza was enough to satisfy our hunger. For the rest of the time, we habitually took the elevator to the top floor and drank milk. , looking at the rush of people in the shopping mall, each in a trance.

He saw a black couple, the woman holding a baby and the man pushing a cart with a lot of baby supplies, standing in front of a milk powder container and arguing.

"He is your child. No matter how stingy you are, you still need to buy some good milk powder, right?"

"Please, if he had an IQ of 180, I would be willing to break up my ashes and give him a drink. But the problem is that he is very ordinary. No child from an ordinary family would drink a can of milk powder that costs his father one month's salary. These milk powders all have certifications and there will be no problems if you drink them, so just buy these, since the longevity gene is very powerful."

"Then you should buy something with a similar brand, right? What do you mean by taking the bottom two cans of discount products with bad dates?"

"Who do you think I am? Martin Luther King? I have a dream that black children can drink the same brand of milk powder as white children in the same warm baby room? Little black children should drink little black children Milk powder, I'm just a road worker earning seven yuan an hour, and you're just a car washer. I hope he can give his children good milk powder when he grows up, but now his father can't."

The man was very funny and his words were very interesting. While laughing at himself, he also persuaded his wife to put the discounted milk powder into the cart. Parker and others who were eavesdropping not far away also laughed. Maybe they heard some laughter, and the woman pinched She grabbed her husband and quickly pulled her away.

Racial discrimination is strictly prohibited in the workplace. Once an employee protests, the person being protested will basically not be able to escape the fate of leaving the company. Even these colleagues who eat and drink together on weekdays have not asked Parker what country he is from. They only know that he is Asian. However, it is normal to laugh after hearing this kind of individual self-deprecation, as long as you don't get involved in this topic.

Therefore, the few people did not worry about whether they would make mistakes because of this matter, and just continued to discuss the topic of men buying milk powder. Those who were married and had children were lamenting the difficulty of raising children, and those who were not married were also sad and listened carefully. It represents life experiences that may be used in the future.

"Parker, did you also have difficulty selling baby products when you had children? I remember you had children in your twenties, right? You should be the one who has the hardest time raising children."

After finishing the yogurt, Puck held it in his hand. After making sure not to press his hand, he threw it into the trash can next to the seat. He looked at the ceiling and thought for a while, then nodded with a smile.

"At that time, the subsidies were not as large as they are now, and there was no maternity bonus. Although the baby insurance was free, we did need to pay part of the child's nutrition and daily necessities ourselves. At that time, my wife and I only received a basic salary, and we did not have to pay for it every month. You spend all your money and you can’t save any money at all.”

…

"Goodbye, Father Mac."

"Parker, you must inform me first after the child is born. I will go over to baptize him immediately. May the Father in Heaven bless him with safety, and may Lisa not have to endure too much pain."

The old priest reached out and gently touched Lisa's head. He closed his eyes and prayed for the safety of mother and child. Then he patted his shoulder and watched as Parker helped Lisa go to the hospital for a prenatal check-up.

The examination results were all normal. Parker listened calmly to the doctor's conclusion. With today's medical level, it would be difficult for children to think of any problems.

There was less than a month left before the due date. Lisa was bored at home, so she took advantage of her prenatal check-up to go to the mall with Parker to prepare a gift for the new family member who was about to come into this world.

Along the way, everyone avoided the two of them. Even when crossing the road, the cars were far apart, giving them space to even play basketball. Because if a pregnant woman is touched or stimulated and causes problems for the child, then this A person can basically play GG in his life.

Injuring a child is a felony, even if the child is unborn. Once you are charged with murdering a child, you will need to realize your self-worth in prison for at least two hundred years.

No one was willing to take this risk, so the two of them seemed to have brought an invisible and burly bodyguard to protect them thoroughly, and even the dogs did not dare to bark at them.

The first batch of child care funds has been distributed, otherwise the two would not dare to come to the mall to look at baby products. Many things here are ridiculously expensive, and they would not dare to raise their hands to death. Even with the subsidies now, the two People have to consider the price again and again before they dare to put it in the cart.

When they walked to the milk powder container, the two of them discussed it for a long time before gritting their teeth and taking two cans of mid-range milk powder. Then they walked away, not daring to look at the top-quality products displayed in the most conspicuous position.

After the sweep was successful, Parker drove back home. Parker cooked a sumptuous dinner to reward Lisa, who was already exhausted, and washed her swollen feet.

Nowadays, their jobs are still not improving, which is normal. After all, their peers have similar living conditions to them, with huge work pressure and pitifully low wages.

As pregnant women and husbands, the two now enjoy the high benefits of paid leave, but the pressure of raising children makes them dare not take it lightly. Parker still needs to work, and earning an extra dollar is also a bonus.

It was late at night, and the two of them were cuddling on the sofa. Lisa was resting her head on his shoulder, half asleep and half awake. He didn't dare to even touch the keyboard for fear of waking her up.

After an unknown amount of time, she sighed softly. The screen was a little bright and dazzling. She half-squinted her eyes, put her right hand under his armpit, placed it on Parker's waist, turned her head twice, and rubbed her hair. There was a slight rustling sound, and then he took a deep breath comfortably.

"Parker, he kicked me."

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, I just feel it, Parker..."

"Um?"

"You don't like him...right?"

The hands controlling the keyboard paused for a long time. His attention could no longer stay on the screen. He finally chose to give up, put the computer aside, turned his head and stopped in front of Lisa.

"No, you are overthinking. I just don't know how to face him when he is really born..."

"After all, he is just a stranger, right? Even I feel this way. Even though I am pregnant, it is difficult to feel happy... Even though he was born of my flesh and blood, but... he is to me, He is indeed a stranger, do I love him? I think I should love him, but it is out of a sense of responsibility, not out of that... I don't know how to say it."

"That sense of closeness that comes from blood?"

"Yes, I have always heard that when you are pregnant, you will have that close feeling of blood connection with the baby, but I don't. I asked my mother, and she didn't either. I just watched him in my belly day by day. Growing up, I suffered a lot, but I felt very accomplished, as if I had accomplished a feat, so I cherished him very much, and the responsibility told me that he was my child, so I should protect him. I finally understand why some mothers throw away their children, because their family education did not teach them what responsibility is. I am glad that I understand this responsibility, but I am even more scared."

Parker had lost his enthusiasm for work. He turned off the computer, put his hands together and put it into his computer bag. He bent down to put on Lisa's slippers. He quietly thought about every word Lisa said, understood its meaning and felt the same, and asked: "afraid of what."

"I'm afraid that when he hates this world one day and asks me why I gave birth to him, how should I answer? Because of this responsibility, I can't be indifferent to his thoughts, because he is not the product of my indulgence. ."

The atmosphere was silent, leaving only the ticking of the clock. The two felt the passage of time, but were speechless on this question. In the end, they could only shake their heads and throw the question out of their heads. He helped Lisa get up. , returned to the bedroom, the two lay down, listened to each other's breathing, and clasped their hands together. Slowly, sleepiness came over him. At the moment when he was about to fall asleep, he heard Lisa's answer in a trance.

"Even if he hates me, I have to tell him that I hope that when he comes to this world, I will get to know him, love him with all my heart, and try my best to give him warmth and let him see the world. The beauty that still exists, I hope that he came to the world not for my own selfish desires, but because the good and evil, beauty and ugliness of the world still need to be observed with one's own eyes, and one needs to judge for oneself whether this world is worth it. "

"After all... even if you are stuck in a quagmire, you will still be accompanied by the fragrance of the earth."

…

"Lisa is not a thinker, but she is very thoughtful. Before having children, she had already thought about the problems she would face and how to solve them. This is something I need to learn, because I always Only after encountering a problem will we consider solving it or bypassing it.”

"Did I want a child at that time? In fact, I didn't know in my heart. Maybe I didn't want it, because as I said at that time, I didn't know how to face this most familiar stranger who was not yet born. , maybe because my parents told me before they passed away that they would have children in the future, so I did that."

"Someone once said that this is a typical manifestation of human survival in a low-desire society, but I do not admit this. I always believe that there is no such thing as a low-desire society. After all, no one can deny that making children The process was really enjoyable.”

"A person's life is always accompanied by a lot of desires, money, and power. I have never seen anyone have a lower desire for these things."

"Even that kind of desire has never faded. When people have had enough to drink and eat, they should shoot and shoot, and when they should find a partner, they should find a partner. Even one-night stands are common. Is this a characteristic of a low-desire society?"

"But why do many people hesitate to refuse when they get married or have children? After much deliberation, I came to the conclusion, but I don't want to let my hard-earned money go into other people's pockets because of some bullshit sense of responsibility. That’s all.”

"So, it is more appropriate to say that it is a society with low sense of responsibility rather than a society with low desires."

…

"Come on, you can drink more today. Starting from tomorrow, in the next half month, everyone must work hard to finish the work in advance. At that time, I will ask Mr. Pattinger to grant you a few days of leave. It’s up to you to play whatever you want, cheers!”

At this moment, red wine is no longer available for everyone to drink as a leisurely dinner wine, and everyone has no time to wait for the aroma of the wine. They just covet that alcohol can numb the brain at this moment.

So, after the red wine was filled and everyone drank it, Parker let out a long sigh and burped. He didn't care whether it was elegant or not. The subordinates around him were smacking their lips, savoring the taste of alcohol.

"Boss, don't worry. The workload of this order is not too big. Although it is a bit complicated, it can definitely be solved with more than ten days of extra work. Who doesn't know that our team is the most efficient."

The first glass of wine after the leader's speech at a dinner party is the most suitable time for flattery, but subordinates cannot rush to show their loyalty. This head must be taken by the leader's favorite subordinate, otherwise if the leader If an unwelcome subordinate takes the lead, not only will the leader be displeased, but the subordinate who the leader likes will also give you the boot.

Therefore, this speech is most suitable for Charles, and he does not continue to use the honorific title used at work, but uses a more closely related title.

"Yes, don't worry, boss."

"We will certainly work hard to get the job done and we will never embarrass you in front of Mr. Partinger."

After Charles finished speaking, everyone could speak in agreement. Those who had a good relationship with Parker issued military orders, while those who had a bad relationship started to flatter him, hoping to improve their relationship with their bosses at the dinner.

"That's the best. After completing this order, I guarantee that your bonus can be exchanged for a new watch and another drink."

After the polite words were said, the celebration after the last order was completed officially started. This is why the subordinates like Parker. There is not much official talk. He will only say a few words and then stop. Then he will talk about the amount of the bonus that he likes to hear, and finally he will drink heavily. Sorry, I can't even say a word.

He won't talk endlessly like other bosses, and he will even talk in a bureaucratic tone throughout the whole meal. After criticizing this thing, he will criticize that one again, which will make his subordinates unhappy even if they drink some wine.

Under the anesthesia of alcohol, everyone began to act wildly, smiling more and more, and the swear words gradually increased, but they were not directed at anyone, they were just verbal expressions without specific meanings. Parker did not stop this at all, and everyone was suppressed. It is normal to use alcohol as a breakthrough point and to use swear words to vent stress. Despite his attitude at the moment, he is actually just as rude as these subordinates when eating with other colleagues or friends.

Red wine gradually failed to satisfy the appetite of a group of drunkards, so they switched to whiskey with a higher alcohol concentration in an attempt to let themselves go faster. It was not that there were no ladies in the team, but they had better drinking capacity than most male employees, and they were more reserved at first. , but in the later stage, the drunken madness is much more terrifying than the man.

After three rounds of drinking, the ladies were in a better state. They picked up their wine glasses to compete with their male colleagues who had just gotten carried away. They even attacked the poor guy who was alone and knocked him down. The fierce image of a tigress made it difficult for Parker to hold back. He kept a serious face and joined the ranks of "bullying the weak".

The behavior of persuading people to drink is not good. Many people think that this is a rough drinking culture. Fifty years ago, everyone drank their own way, and the poor drinkers would be let off if they begged for mercy. But now, this way of drinking has become The health bracelet reminds you of alcohol poisoning, so there is no danger at all.

Perhaps, the way of drinking for self-entertainment is not necessarily more advanced than persuading people to drink. On the contrary, persuading people to drink is a more deformed and advanced form than self-amusement. The more intense the work environment or living environment, the more likely this situation will occur.

Parker's drinking capacity is pretty good, but it's just more than enough. Compared with these female lunatics and other male subordinates who can drink, his drinking capacity is also light. Even in the middle of the night, he can still drink. Continuing to be reckless, the drunkard fell to the ground and fell asleep.

After waking up the sleeping subordinates and telling them to go where they should, Parker waved his hand and asked the waiter to pay the bill. This dinner was not expensive. After all, tobacco and alcohol were the cheapest commodities.

Saying goodbye to his subordinates, he walked out of the restaurant. There was vomit in every corner of this food street. Be careful not to step on it when walking. Next to the green belt, many men and women would lie down every night, looking untidy. Sleep soundly and provide mosquitoes with a delicious meal.

Escaped from a group of drunkards fighting in a group, even though their fists were weak, there would be no danger even if Parker got involved.

He will sleep at the company tonight. After all, the cost of taking a taxi, let alone a driver, is too high. The main reason is that every night, the area near his home will become the territory of homeless gangs and unemployed people. A drunk If Han went in, he would probably find himself waking up naked in the grass the next day.

I went to a convenience store and bought a pack of cigarettes. I wanted to sit on a bench and smoke one quietly, but the girl on the street stared at Parker like a fly. He had no choice but to escape and return to the company. , bypassing the other subordinates who were already asleep, lying on his seat and sleeping quietly.

…

"Where's dad?"

"Their employees will have a dinner tonight and won't be back. Go to bed early, Jason. You have to go to school tomorrow. Don't forget to pray before going to bed."

Lisa was sorting out reports and constantly operating the computer to complete the information needed for tomorrow. However, even if she was very busy, when answering Jason, she would turn around and tell him seriously instead of being perfunctory. This is the responsibility of a mother.

Although Jason didn't take it seriously because he was not a Catholic.

"Okay, okay, I understand, good night, mom."

He returned to his room and did not pray. Instead, he got into bed, picked up his mobile phone, and discussed with his friends the demonstration that would take place in the next two days, a demonstration against the legalization of marijuana.

They want to play something big...

…

"Wow wow wow..."

Parker listened to the cry of the baby in the room, and his heart finally dropped to his throat. His father-in-law and mother-in-law thanked God excitedly, and Father Mike was preparing the holy water for baptism.

"It's a boy, very healthy."

The baby was born at home, with midwifery assistance provided by a community doctor. Soon, the doctor came out of the room and announced the good news to everyone.

"Can we go in?"

"Of course, but be careful and do it quietly and quietly. Congratulations, Mr. Parker. Let's take our leave now."

After taking off their protective equipment and putting it in their own garbage bags, the doctors left. Parker and his parents-in-law tiptoed and quietly opened the door. In the room, the temperature was moderate and the sun was just right. Lisa looked a little pale and held her arms in her arms. Holding a baby with a wrinkled face and blood stains on it.

"Let me see this little guy, thank God, he's so cute, little..."

As a grandmother, the mother-in-law immediately came over and praised the child's cuteness. Even the father-in-law, whom Parker always thought looked like a cold-blooded killer, was staring at the child with a smile and making faces from time to time, even though the child was already asleep. , and cannot be seen.

"Thank you for your hard work, isn't it painful?"

Parker sat on the edge of the bed, gently arranged Lisa's hair and put it by her ears. He did not immediately watch the new family member who was just born into the world. This behavior also made his mother-in-law and father-in-law quite satisfied.

"It hurts, like it's been torn apart, but... I feel a sense of accomplishment, like... I've done the greatest thing in the world. Don't you want to see him?"

She lowered her head, looked at the child, smiled softly, couldn't help but kiss the child, and hugged Parker, hoping that the child's father would also get close to him.

At this moment, Parker was in a panic. He wanted to pretend to be ecstatic and show it to the other three people, but his poor acting skills could not complete the scene.

Finally, he stretched out his fingers, only one index finger, and placed it on the child's hand. As if he felt something, he opened his little tender hand and gently held the finger inside.

"Feel it, Parker?"

Lisa winked, and seemed to want Parker to experience this feeling, this wonderful feeling, and Parker did exactly what Lisa expected, he felt... that sense of closeness connected by blood.

But this feeling of closeness made his nose start to feel sore without him realizing it, and for some reason, his eyes became misty.

"He is very cute……"

"Really? My little angel."

"I have something to do and I have to go out. Lisa, wait for me when I come back."

"Hey Parker! Where are you going? Are you leaving your wife and newborn baby behind? Damn it! Where the hell are you going!"

The father-in-law was a little angry, but failed to stop Parker from leaving. The priest was carrying holy water and preparing to give the child a good wash. Seeing that Parker left without looking back, he was confused for a while, then shook his head and walked into the house.

…

"Parker, you just had a baby. Isn't this... inappropriate?"

High school classmates and old friends gathered together. Although they were holding wine glasses, they couldn't drink any more, and they kept trying to persuade Parker not to drink anymore.

"It doesn't matter. I have a baby and I'm happy, so why don't you drink some wine?"

"You should go back to stay with Lisa and the baby at this time. This is why Lisa has a gentle personality. If it were me, I would have to come over and beat you up even if I dragged the placenta."

One of the female friends took a sip of wine and expressed the dissatisfaction of a woman. As a woman, she could empathize with Lisa's feelings now, and she was a little angry. If it were someone else who married her sister, Then she did something like this, she could crack a person's head open and eat his brains like jelly, but there was nothing she could do, Parker was also her friend.

On the contrary, the male compatriots understand Parker's current state very well. Having a child brings a burden. Moreover, the world is dangerous, and everyone has a premonition of what hardships the child will encounter in the future. As a father, bringing a child into the world will be a burden. It's painful, and they also feel sorry for it.

"Parker, I understand what you are thinking. It is not easy to raise children. You will have to worry about your children in the future, but you should not continue to drink in this situation."

"Isn't it easy? What's not easy? It's just that the expenses have become a bit bigger. It's not like I can't afford it. Besides, I still have a childcare fund. It's not a big problem. Waiter, please have another drink."

"Really don't drink."

"Why? Are you afraid that I can't afford it? Do you know why wine is so cheap? Because we need cheap wine... The country needs cheap wine."

We couldn't stop him, and we couldn't force him to stop him. We had to wait until he was drunk. In fact, there was no need to drink too much, and then everyone helped him up and drove Parker home.

When he returned home, Parker was already drunk. His friends looked at the child and took away his father-in-law and his mother-in-law, who were so angry that they were so angry that they were staring at each other. At this moment, there were only two people, one old and one small, left in the room.

The child had just finished drinking milk and was sleeping soundly. The couple also returned to bed. Lisa looked from left to Parker and right to the child. She couldn't help but sigh, lay down on her back, and turned off the lights in the room.

Until midnight, she heard subtle footsteps and woke up from her sleep. She did not turn on the light immediately. In the dark room, with the faint light of the moon, she saw a sharp knife with a cold light...

It slowly lifted up, with the tip of the blade pointing downward, and pointed it at the infant child. Lisa also became nervous and grabbed the quilt with both hands. Her breathing began to become rapid, and her tears couldn't help flowing.

"Huh...chih...huh...chih..."

The knife holder's breathing was very heavy, like a worn-out sealed box, and you could hear it. At this moment, he was also undergoing tremendous mental torture in his heart.

A drop of liquid flowed through the blade, condensed on the tip of the knife, rolled once, and the weight was enough to make it break away from the attached tip of the knife. Finally, it rolled down and fell on the forehead of the baby who was less than twelve hours old.

He started to cry, with a loud voice, but it still couldn't cover up the sound of the sharp knife falling on the floor and the sound of the man breathing. At this moment, Lisa sat up and turned on the bedside lamp, and saw that the child was still crying. , let out a long sigh of relief.

"I can't... I'm sorry, I can't."

Parker sat on the ground, hiding his face and crying. Blood flowed down his arm, past his elbow, and fell to the floor, gradually expanding in area.

Under the illumination of the bedside lamp, Lisa leaned against the bedside, bit her lower lip, and sobbed softly. The child in the crib cried loudly. On the floor, Parker kept apologizing, hiding his face and crying silently. A family of three The cries of different moods are reflected in the eyes of the audience.

The distance of the light also means that the child is in the brightest area, Lisa's light is the softest, and Parker is hiding in the shadows. This movie scene has become the best classic shot in the eyes of many movie lovers.

…

"I really can't do anything to my child, even if this is the first day I know him. The closeness brought by blood makes it difficult for me to hurt him, even if I know that I let him live, It’s hurting him too.”

"But I still can't give an answer to the reason why I collapsed. Why am I crying? For my cowardice or the so-called father's love? For my child?"

"I have no idea."

"But there are only two possibilities. I am worried about the future of my child's life. I am afraid that the pain he will experience in the future will make him question me and ask questions that Lisa is afraid to answer. Or I am afraid of being charged with murdering the child and going to jail at least. Two hundred years, choose one of the two, the answer lies within."

"But the child is still alive, and fortunately he is still alive, so I no longer need to answer this question."

…

"I can no longer control my emotions. I must rush to the front and make my demands to the government!"

A young man stepped on the desk, with an aura of wanting to throw his life and blood, and raised a blackboard newspaper that had been produced for a long time, making other young people also excited, and their eyes flashed with the desire to have a big fight. determination.

Jason is among them.

The group of people set out from the school. As soon as they left the school gate, they took out the blackboard in a grand manner, not caring about other people's eyes and opinions, as if they were afraid that others would not know.

"Didi!"

A series of horn sounds attracted the attention of the group of people. A red Ferrari 720S stopped in front of the group of children. The passenger window was lowered, revealing a beautiful and delicate face. It was so delicate that all the boys could not help but swallow it. saliva.

Then, the person in the driver's seat poked his head out of the passenger window, revealing a face that Jason didn't want to see. With a sense of scrutiny, he looked at the people around Jason and smiled meaningfully.

"Hey Jason, what are you doing? You guys should be out of school, right? Let's go out for a cup of coffee?"

"No Chris, I have something to do later..."

"Going to a parade?"

"Um...that's right."

After getting the answer, not only Chris held his forehead and shook his head with a wry smile, but even his female companion covered her mouth and chuckled. However, the next second, Chris's face turned serious.

"Jason, I have always regarded you as a friend. Even though I haven't seen you for a long time, I still remember our childhood friendship. I want to ask you, do you still regard me as a friend?"

"That's right..."

"Then don't go. You have no reason to go."

"I have."

"For the justice in your heart? Or for some ideal world?"

"Well, I hope there's justice."

Staring at each other for a long time, until Chris picked up the paper cup and drank all the drink in it. The straw made a clattering sound when it couldn't absorb the liquid in the cup, and put it back on the cup holder of the armrest box.

"Then good luck to you Jason, run quickly when the police come, don't get too hurt, and remember to say hello to your father for me."

The V12 engine burst out with a surging power of up to 860 horses, and the ear-piercing and blood-heating roar sounded. This monster that accelerated to 100 kilometers in 2.9 seconds ran instantly, and disappeared after a few seconds. Jason could only hear the sound of backfiring. sound.

"Tsk, children from rich families never want the world to change, because this is their ideal world. Let's go."

The child next to them complained dissatisfiedly, but Jason heard it and said nothing. Everyone continued to move forward, took the subway, arrived at the square, and merged into the crowd. The crowded crowd gave them the determination to win, so they raised their hands. Blackboard newspapers, shouting to the sky.

"Drugs give birth to demons! Destroy the soul! Destroy the brain! Reject the legalization of marijuana! The long life given by Mr. Hea is not for smoking du!"

The crowds gathered more and more, and people's anger became more and more intense. This group of children did not disperse, and crowded forward with all their strength. When they saw the police on the edge to maintain order, they fired at the police angrily.

"Mr. Police! Will you smoke marijuana for your children? Disgusting lackeys of the capitalists!"

"Selling drugs while maintaining order? Is this how you maintain national security? We are taxpayers! We pay you the salary! What are you using to protect us? Do you have the consciousness of an addict! Or do you master it after flying the leaves? The gun is in your hands!"

"Do you want Flying Leaves? I have them here! I bought them from the supermarket with clearly marked prices! Look! You can buy them if you are over 18 years old! Go back and give your children a try! Bastard!"

A pack of grass blades was taken out of the pocket by his companion and thrown directly on the police's anti-riot shield. Instantly... Jason felt chills all over his body, and an ominous premonition came over him.

Many can-like things were thrown into the crowd, making explosive noises and emitting thick, choking smoke. The crowd began to flee, and the cries of pain and screams continued to surround Jason's ears.

The strong water flow hit his face directly, like a full-strength slap from a strong man, knocking Jason to the ground. He was then greeted by a rubber baton.

"Did you throw the thing away! Is it you!"

"Let me go! I didn't throw it! Let me go! You broke my bones!"

"I only allow you to reply yes! Or no! I ask you again! Is it the thing you threw? If you struggle again, I will twist your hand off! I tell you! You are finished! You are finished in this life Man! You're in big trouble!"

He was pushed to the ground and was still struggling. The police showed no mercy and beat him with several sticks, causing pain. One stick even hit him on the back of the head. After that, he only saw countless ghosts and the panicked steps of people. , the hearing also disappeared, and the last scene showed that the other two partners were also pressed to the ground and handcuffed.

…

"I have notified your guardian. I want to inform you, congratulations. You have successfully defrauded your parents of a year's salary to bail you out. They will come later. After signing, you can leave."

A policeman sat on a chair, staring at Jason who was sitting on the interrogation bench, his hands cuffed and still dishonest, and sneered.

"Why? I didn't make any mistake! The parade is legal, why should I pay a fine?"

"Why? Didn't you attack the police? Without you, would there have been riots? Isn't it a crime to attack the police and disrupt the peace of the parade?"

"I didn't throw that bag of hemp away!"

"How do you prove that you didn't throw it away? You should be lucky, kid! You are just a child under the age of 18! Your mistake will not be recorded in the file and will not affect your future studies and work. Otherwise, do you think Will I let you go so easily? You should be glad that you are still three months away from adulthood! Otherwise, your life will be ruined because of this! Just like your classmates! Do you want to see what they are like? I let you have a look!"

He grabbed Jason by the collar, opened the stool and table, entered the short-term detention area, picked up a rubber baton and knocked hard on the iron door of the detention area.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

After a loud noise, there was still an oppressive silence without any sound. Jason looked in and saw that most of his classmates were here. They had just turned eighteen, but they were as numb as dead. Stare at the ceiling.

"We are still investigating, but the people here, him, him, and him, can't run away. Do you know why? Because they are adults and have resisted just now. Do you want to know what they will face? I guess You don’t want to know.”

He smiled indifferently, carrying Jason like a hunter carrying a captured rabbit, and this rabbit was already sluggish and had lost the ability to think. It was just instinctive fear, and its hands and feet were trembling, and it could not stand firmly.

"Koros, the child's parents are here."

A colleague notified the police, and he carried the thin Jason all the way to meet Parker and his wife. In front of Jason, he took away the salary that Parker and Lisa had worked hard for a year to earn.

After signing and declaring, Lisa took him into the car, leaving only Parker still chatting with the police at the door of the police station.

"The bail is real and you can't give it back. The kid is probably scared enough. Go back and comfort him. Parker, seriously, the parade is too dangerous. Don't let Jason go again. Wait until he is an adult. , not so lucky."

"I know, you have worked hard this time, Koros, and you have taught him a lesson. I hope he can teach you a lesson. After I finish my work, I have to have a good drink."

"It's funny, when I first met Jason, he was not as big as my shoes. I didn't expect that the first time I met him after being transferred back was in the police station. Damn it. Alas, when he becomes sensible, I will follow him again. He should apologize."

"Those three children...?"

"It's really over. It's true. It's not like when we went to the parade. Now the control is very strict. When these three children come out, except for the lowest level manual labor, basically no company will want them. They won't apply for jobs and Those they oppose become employees.”

"Well, I'll leave first. I have to give him lessons when I get home."

"Say less. This blow is too big for the child. It is a huge blow not to mention that a good friend is finished, but that a dream is shattered. Not many people can realize as early as you that you need to give more to your child." Be tolerant, okay, I still have something to do here, so you can go first."

"..."