Blackstone Code

Work is an addictive thing.

This is the complexity of human beings.

Some people are addicted to sex, which is called "sex addiction" in medical terms.

In fact, be it sex, drugs, or anything else, their addictive function is to allow people to achieve a short-lived and pleasurable climax.

But compared to other methods, sexual addiction does not bring a huge financial burden, and its characteristic is that it is cheap.

Take off your pants and have a roll of toilet paper ready. If you don't want to make a mess, consider wearing rubber gloves or give yourself a carrot.

But just because it's cheap and nothing else will be ingested, doesn't mean it's harmless.

Sex addiction is similar to other things. When they are in the mood, they want to find someone to have sex with them anytime, anywhere, even a stranger. As long as they are in the mood, it can be a cow, a sheep, a horse, or a dog. …

This is also the reason why many states in the federal government restrict humans from engaging in interracial sexual intercourse. First of all, people do not advocate this because those animals cannot testify in court whether they voluntarily have such an intimate relationship with an upright walking species.

There may be moral hazard here. Although people cannot prove whether it is voluntary, the other party cannot prove that he is innocent.

In the Federation, a country where the air is fragrant and sweet, and the blood vessels are filled with disinfectant, you cannot have in-depth communication with an animal against its will.

Secondly, this method itself will trigger a series of unpredictable public opinion and moral whirlpools. In addition, it does not require paying taxes and will not bring any help to promote economic development, so it will definitely not be allowed.

In addition to sex, any behavior that stimulates the secretion of dopamine and endorphins is addictive.

And that's actually a huge range.

Some people like to eat the skin of their feet, some like to pierce their nostrils, some like to pierce their buttocks, and some... like to work.

Work is also addictive, and this is one of the topics that capitalists study tirelessly. How to make workers cry and want to work, even if they are not paid, is the ultimate goal pursued by all capitalists!

The young man put down the pen in his hand and rubbed his wrist. He had not been so focused on something for a long time.

He does not find his current job boring. There are many things to deal with every day, and these things may be more difficult for his "peers".

But for him, these are still too simple and too easy. Decades of accumulated experience are hidden under this young skin.

Except for a very few people, no one knew who he was, where he came from, and what he was going to do.

"Dirand...", the muscles on his face immediately responded with a smile in the direction of the voice as if instinctively. It took him a while to adapt to this strange name at first.

At first, he always forgot that his name was this, but as he began to integrate into this identity, he became accustomed to others calling him this.

"I'm Dylan, Dylan, that's me."

The person who called him was an administrative secretary of the Secretariat, a confidant of Anna, the director of the Secretariat. They often had contact at work. After all, he, now called Diland, worked here.

But this woman is a bit arrogant. She always looks down on those with lower status than her in the company, but in this company, there are indeed not many people with higher status than her.

This does not include DeLand.

Maybe... In any case, "Dyland", who remained calm about her arrogant attitude, caught her attention.

She noticed that this young man had excellent working ability. He could handle everything very well, even if it was something that deliberately made things difficult for him, very quickly, which made the secretary feel a little unspeakable.

A person she should look down on was actually better than herself in terms of work ability, which made her a little uncomfortable.

She wanted to prove that she didn't get to this position by relying on her body and face, taking off other people's pants, or sticking up her butt.

But Diland's appearance seemed to be the biggest and most disrespectful response to her thoughts!

In the past, she still had some thoughts of finding faults or looking for trouble, but today, she doesn't have them anymore.

She smiled a little, the only time she had smiled except when she first met Durand when she didn't quite know the young man's background.

The smile was a little forced, because she knew that she was no longer as good as this young man.

"Mr. Chairman, please go to the door of the conference room and wait for the call."

Diland, who had fully recognized his new identity, smiled and arranged the things on the table neatly. Finally, he put the pen cover on and put it into his pocket, "Thank you for informing me. Go now."

When he walked to the door, he was still two steps away from the female secretary, "There's nothing rude about me, right?"

The female secretary vaguely understood what Diland meant. If it were before, she would have given him a contemptuous side glance, then stepped on her high heels and swung her buttocks to leave.

But now, she has to make a change.

She walked closer to him, almost leaning against him. She put one hand on his chest and the other hand helped him straighten his tie, which was actually fine. "Your tie is a little crooked."

It was a classic but very useful excuse. After she had sorted it out and took two steps back, he asked with a smile, "Are you feeling better now?"

The female secretary nodded, "It's perfect."

He passed her and walked towards the conference hall. When he was about to leave, the female secretary caught up with him, "I can ask...how did you...I know I shouldn't ask, but..."

Diland paused for a moment and said with a smile, "This is the reward for hard work. They will watch every employee until we do well or badly."

"You can't deceive them. If you don't work hard, the only one you can deceive is yourself."

He grinned, turned around and continued walking. The female secretary stayed where she was, lost in thought about what he said and his performance during this period.

Not only is there a long corridor from his office to the outside of the board meeting hall, but you also need to take an elevator before that.

There are only three buttons in the elevator, the first floor, the twentieth floor, the twenty-first floor, and the twenty-second floor.

This is a dedicated elevator for board members. The conference hall is on the 20th floor, and Lynch's office is on the 25th floor. If you want to see Lynch, you need to take another elevator.

With a ding, the elevator door slowly opened, and the sweet air that hit his face cheered him up. He felt his blood began to rush, and he became more excited!

There were many doors in the long corridor and many people. They all paid attention to him, and some people even took the initiative to get out of the way in the middle of the corridor.

This is respect!

People respected him and his soon-to-be-changed status.

Following the sign, he soon arrived outside the largest conference hall in the building. The secretaries who were chatting and waiting for the call suddenly stood up.

Some people threw the cigarettes they had just taken two puffs into the trash can.

When he saw it, he walked over with a smile, picked up the cigarette butts from the trash can, and poked them into the sand. "Sometimes small accidents can lead to huge disasters!"

The secretary apologized quickly.

They are the first to know about changes in the board of directors because it affects work in the next week to two weeks.

Printing of business cards, production of name tags, arranging seats for various activities, their information is much better informed than other departments!

These people have all seen Diland's photo and know who he is.

He smiled and expressed his acceptance of the apology, and then stood outside the gate, like a devout pilgrim who had arrived here after a pilgrimage that was not actually long.

He was feeling the endless pleasure, and his ears seemed to be hearing hallucinations due to excitement, and children's hymns were echoing!

The angel fell from heaven and touched his cheek with its feather-like palms. He felt that he had been sanctified!

He knew that the moment this door was opened, he would enter the Kingdom of Heaven!

This is the best reward for your efforts!

Still, in fact, this has nothing to do with whether he works hard or not.

As Lynch finished adjusting the personnel on the board of directors, Anna stood up and walked to the door, and the staff immediately opened a gap.

She poked her head out and saw Diland, "Mr. Lynch is waiting for you. He will introduce you to other board members."

Diland smiled and shook hands with Anna, and then walked into the door calmly.

At this moment, it seemed as if countless rays of light fell from the sky, overflowed from the crack in the door, and shot on his face, his body, and his heart!

Fortunately, God is not gay.

Otherwise, what is shooting at him may not be light, it may be something else.

The sudden warm applause brought his consciousness back to his body from the divergent universe. Most people stood up, and only a few people were still sitting there, including Lynch.

Lynch made an "invitation" gesture, inviting him to stand next to him. He walked to Lynch's side while nodding to the people around him, arranged his clothes, and then stood with his feet together.

As soon as Lynch raised his hand, everyone who was applauding stopped their applause, "Mr. Deland is a very good employee. He will handle the work at hand within a week and then start to take over...the department's work. "

He turned to Deland, "I hope you can continue to contribute your abilities to Global Communications in your new job, Mr. Deland."

After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "Maybe you are not familiar with all the members of the board of directors, so let me introduce yourselves."

Lynch didn't say what kind of background he had or whether he was famous, but it was just a way for everyone to introduce themselves, which immediately made these people realize that this Diland was not simple!