Hardcore crisis

The gap between people's wealth and poverty is sometimes a gap in status. Inside the building where people come and go, there are all working people with a polished appearance. Aiwandi walked into the elevator and reached the 25th floor.

In the past few months of working, Aiwandi has never been late. He always arrives more than half an hour earlier than the work time. However, several of his companions are in sharp contrast to him. Although they dare not be late, they still want to be late. Arrive at the right time. In fact, they are very aware of their status, which is used by the company to cope with government policies. For this reason, they are even a little emboldened. It is common for them to be lazy or even deliberately slow down the work progress.

Fortunately, their work is not too much and not too important, so slowing down the progress of the work did not attract the attention of senior management.

Aiwandi walked into his work cubicle, turned on the computer, entered his personal password, entered the desktop, and checked the work completed yesterday before routinely entering the website backend maintenance to view the logs.

By the time he finished all this, people from the company were starting to come to work one after another.

"Aiwandi, I heard that you are leaving today?"

Suddenly, several dark-skinned and frail men approached.

Avandi frowned. These were the locals who joined the company, but they were very different from him and often deliberately interfered with him at work.

"Yes, I'm leaving." This was announced by David himself yesterday. Many people heard it, and Aiwandi admitted it openly.

"Hehe, I bet he will be driven back in a few days."

Seeing Aiwandi's admission, several people did not talk to Aiwandi directly. Instead, they started chatting next to him as if no one else was around.

"Yes, I admit that he is a little clever, but can this little cleverness be hidden from the management of the company headquarters? That is impossible, his little cleverness is useless."

"I don't think he will be kicked back... but will be fired directly."

"Haha, I think so too. I bet he will be fired in less than a week."

Several people smiled, as if they had seen what happened to Aiwandi when he was fired. They stared at Aiwandi with evil intentions in their eyes.

Avandi gritted her teeth and resisted not speaking back.

They must hope that they can talk back. In that case, once someone in the company's management sees it, it will definitely leave a bad impression, and maybe the transfer will be cancelled. And they have strength in numbers, and their unanimous voice can convince management more.

A bunch of idiots.

Aiwandi shook his head, that's what happened to these idiots. Although they graduated from good universities, it was a pity that their short-sighted vision and the laziness of the locals had ruined their lives. If they were not lucky enough to be hired this time, their usual ending would be to join an ordinary local company and work for decades with a salary of five to six hundred US dollars.

"Avandi."

This shout immediately caused the people surrounding Aiwandi to disperse quickly.

That is David, one of the supervisors here. They dare to provoke Avandi or even ridicule him wantonly, but they dare not raise their heads in front of this American. If other management wants to fire them, they have to apply for a report and go through many procedures. This David has the authority of LV4, so he can tell them to get out without any problem.

"Mr. David."

Avandi quickly stood up and walked over, respectfully speaking to David, who had blond hair and blue eyes.

"Pack your things."

David patted Aiwandi on the shoulder, pointed to another man next to him and said, "Wayan, he has been transferred to the company headquarters just like you. Someone will come to pick you up later."

"Hello."

"Hello."

The two shook hands with each other, and both sides probably had some impressions. After all, there were only hundreds of people in the three-story office building. Even if they didn't talk to each other in the past few months, they had met each other.

"Okay, let's go."

After introducing both parties, David was about to turn around and leave.

"Mr. David."

"What's wrong?" David turned back curiously.

"Thank you." Aiwandi thanked him very respectfully.

"You deserve this." David shrugged and walked away.

Immediately afterwards, Aiwandi quickly packed up his work supplies. He certainly couldn't take away the computer, but he could take away some personal items. In fact, there aren't many, just a few notepads.

Wayan over there had already packed up his personal belongings. After Aiwandi finished, the two of them walked down to the underground parking lot under the leadership of another person.

A brand new Audi business car was parked there.

The two nervously carried their personal belongings and got into the car. They sat solemnly, not daring to get close to the back cushions, and drove out of the parking lot and towards the suburbs.

The suburb here originally received the attention of the Jakarta City Government last year, and it was expected to develop a high-tech new area here. However, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is very skinny. The global economic situation in 2016 is still in a quagmire. Even the growth rate of China, a huge economy, has slowed down significantly, let alone other countries.

The Jakarta City Government simply does not have the funds to develop high-tech new areas. So the top officials of the government thought of a way, hoping to use some preferential land policies and tax policies to attract various companies to invest in joint development. It's a pity that this method is not very good, and it has not persuaded many companies. Those big companies and large enterprises do not look down on Jakarta at all. Most of their Asian headquarters are located in Singapore, and even factories like to be located in Vietnam where labor costs are higher. low places.

Hardcore technology companies chose to place their Asian headquarters here, which was really a surprise to the Jakarta city government. All red lights for review were turned on, allowing hardcore technology companies to build as quickly as possible.

Avandi remembered clearly that in February, this land was still a wasteland, but now it was only mid-August. He looked out the window with his eyes wide open, and there was no trace of the former wasteland anywhere in the scenery outside.

Maybe there are still a lot of wastelands here, but at least the road to the headquarters of the hard-core technology company has been paved with four lanes of cement road, with green trees on both sides and the fragrance of flowers. The solar street lights are like guardians, standing on the road. On both sides, looking down at every passing car.

"Didi."

The car suddenly stopped and slowed down.

Aiwandi was stunned, retracted his gaze from the green belt, and turned to look ahead.

It turned out to be a toll booth and lifting railings like a toll station, blocking the way forward of the car.

Of course, it's not really a toll station. I saw strong men in black uniforms. Each one of them was more than 1.8 meters tall. The muscles all over his body were bulging, so much that the chest muscles could be seen in the uniform. Their faces were cold, and their waists were swollen. There was a black high-voltage electric rod pinned between his legs, and he was watching the commercial vehicle coming over with eager eyes.

This should be the security personnel at the company headquarters.

Aiwandi carefully stared at the company LOGO on the uniforms of these five or six security personnel and confirmed the identities of these security personnel.

However, these security personnel standing here are naturally not just for decoration. After checking the ID handed over by the driver, they took out a fingerprint reader and asked the driver to press it, and then asked Aiwandi and Wayan next to him to press their fingerprints for verification. After everything was correct, he waved his hand to let the lifting railing behind him rise slowly.

Such strict security...

Aiwandi noticed the gap in the ground and thought that breaking in by force would definitely be ineffective. There must be an automatic tire puncture arrester buried there.

Moreover, Aiwandi also noticed that there were four monitors placed at the four corners of the pavilion. It seems that this side is also monitored. Of course, what Aiwandi didn't know was that from the moment they entered this avenue, hidden monitors were installed on both sides, and their every move did not escape the surveillance range.

The car drove past the platform, and this time it was nearly a kilometer long road. Aiwandi finally saw the building in front of him.

Unlike the company headquarters he imagined, the company headquarters covering such a vast area did not have high-rise buildings at all. Instead, there were numerous three-story buildings scattered across this vast site. The green area between the buildings was almost outrageous, as if he was not in a workplace but in a forest park.

Isn't this too wasteful?

Avandi looked at the scenery outside the window in surprise, but the commercial vehicle did not stop and drove into the entrance of the underground parking lot covered by trees next to it. (To be continued ~^~)