Super Black Technology

It has only been half a day since humans started the interstellar era, and the influence of the moon has begun to spread rapidly to the whole world.

Many politicians are connecting everywhere, hoping to persuade the Pumpkin Alliance to restart the former governor's governance model.

The capitalists are jumping up and down, looking for machines everywhere, and preparing for marching to the moon in three months.

In the civil society, many ordinary people have also begun to benefit from this great change.

Europe. France. London.

The huge job-hunting hall is packed with people.

Are you a job seeker?

NO, NO, NO, it's the recruiters.

As soon as the noon question-and-answer session was over, major companies rushed into action.

Steel companies, automobile companies, aircraft companies, supermarket chains, clothing companies... etc. have all come to recruit people. So many recruiters almost filled the hall.

Among them, there is even a well-known enterprise.

French L'Oreal!

Yes, you read that right, it is a cosmetics company.

They also want to go to the moon to join in the fun.

"Recruiting miners, recruiting chemists, recruiting metallurgical professionals, preferential treatment, first-come-first-served training!"

"Do you want to travel to the earth? Do you want to go to the starry sky to see the stars? Now is your chance. As long as you have mining experience, as long as you are a graduate of chemistry and metallurgy, you can join our company! Don't miss it when you pass by, hurry up Come in and have a look!"

"BMW is looking for high salaries for mine miners, mine truck drivers, and elite chemists... The minimum daily salary is 1,500 euros, and the daily settlement will never be in arrears. Come and have a try!"

In the large recruitment hall, roars came and went.

Whenever a job seeker comes in, he is surrounded by recruiters.

"Sir, you're a miner, aren't you?"

"Uh... no!"

"Fuck, why didn't you come in?"

"I'm looking for a job as a waitress!"

"Go, go, go, there are no waiters here today!"

The young guy walked out of the recruitment hall depressedly...

After a while, a downcast middle-aged white man walked in.

His hair was a little gray, and he was wearing a gray leather jacket, which was wrinkled and dirty. Seems like he's been having a rough day lately.

At this time, as soon as he walked into this hall, an abnormal smell flooded into the hall instantly.

The smell is strong and disgusting, it seems to be...

The smell of oil.

What? oil? !

At this moment, many well-dressed recruiters were overjoyed and rushed over.

"Sir, are you looking for a job?"

"Sir, what do you do?"

"Sir, it seems that you are having a bad time recently, do you need our help?"

"gentlemen……"

"gentlemen……"

Such enthusiasm made the middle-aged man turn pale with fright, and almost scared him out of the hall.

It's a pity that once he comes, don't even think about leaving.

At this moment, the middle-aged man was already surrounded by recruiters.

"Gentlemen, I'm here to look for a job, please step aside?" The middle-aged man begged with trepidation.

Unfortunately, no one got out of the way, not a single one.

Not only that, when the middle-aged man said that he was looking for a job, the recruiters around him were even more happy.

"Sir, what do you do? Our company is recruiting!"

"Yes, sir, what is your name and what did you do before? Our company is also recruiting!"...

Hearing what everyone said, the middle-aged man looked at everyone suspiciously.

It seems to be saying: Is there such an active recruiting company?

Immediately, everyone pointed to the back and said, "Sir, it's true! Look over there, it's our recruitment platform. It's just that there are too many people today, so we came to guard the door."

The middle-aged man looked at the past with his fingers, God, it was full of human heads, and the recruitment platform could not be seen at all.

Forget it, trust them for now! Anyway, I am already unemployed, so there is nothing to lie to.

Thinking like this, the middle-aged man announced his name:

"Gentlemen, my name is Bastian. I used to work in the French mining giant 'Imery', driving large mine trucks. I have worked for 18 years. Unfortunately, the company went bankrupt a few months ago, and I lost my job too. It's..."

The middle-aged man spoke sadly about his past.

Because Ike's Flying Pumpkin was born, the Pumpkin Alliance ushered in an interstellar era with unlimited resources, so the capital world has been unanimously pessimistic about the energy and mining industries in the past two years.

Major energy companies and mining companies around the world have closed down one after another, and many workers have also been affected and lost their jobs one after another.

Hey, it's a pity that they didn't last until the dawn!

And now, the dawn has come!

At this time, a loud roar suddenly sounded:

"Thank you idiot 'Imeri'! Thank you for going bankrupt!"

As soon as the words came out, the unemployed middle-aged man stared at the person angrily. A pair of cloudy eyes were full of anger.

However, to his surprise, the person actually smiled.

Oh no, not only he laughed, but everyone around him laughed.

what's the situation? ! Are they laughing at themselves? Are you laughing at yourself as a useless man who can't even support a family?

I, I... I'm going to fight them!

Just when the middle-aged man was about to fall into a rage, another voice sounded.

"Mr. Bastian, as long as your information is true, our BMW company is willing to recruit you! The daily salary is 2,000 euros!"

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man was taken aback.

What? How many? 2000 euros? Or daily salary? OH, MYGOD, isn't that talking about a salary of 60,000 euros a month?

God, have I met a liar?

By the way, what company did he just say he was? BMW? God, is there still someone using the name of BMW to cheat?

The middle-aged man was about to shake his head and reject the liar.

At this moment, several shouts sounded:

"Mr. Bastian, we at Alstom are willing to recruit you with a daily salary of 2,200 euros!"

"Mr. Bastian, we at Carrefour are willing to recruit you with a daily salary of 2,400 euros!"

"Mr. Bastian, our Chanel Group is willing to recruit you with a daily salary of 2,600 euros!"...

Dazed, dazed, the middle-aged man was completely dazed.

Sudden!

A sharp female voice came from outside the crowd.

"Mr. Bastian, our L'Oreal Group is willing to recruit you with a daily salary of 3,000. We are not liars. The president of our L'Oreal Group is a member of the Watermelon Alliance. No one dares to pretend to be our L'Oreal!"

As soon as the word "Watermelon Alliance" came out, the audience fell silent.

Vicious!

(Recommend a book by a friend of the author: "Xuanmen Network Shenhao". The author has already rushed to save it. Kind friends can help him collect the book. Thank you everyone.)