Latent Syndrome

Chapter 202 201. L.A. Secrets

Liberty City, Manhattan.

The grand city streets are bustling with traffic.

As winter enters, the sky becomes darker and the climate becomes colder.

A financial practitioner wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked out of the office building and looked at the expensive watch on his wrist. If he didn't take a taxi, it would be too late.

There is a strange phenomenon in Liberty City recently. The number of yellow and green taxis is gradually decreasing, and they are replaced by dark blue taxis.

This allowed him to see an investment direction. It was extraordinary that this company could occupy such a large market share in such a short period of time.

I stopped a blue taxi and got in it.

"Where are you going?"

The driver was a burly man with a scar on his short hair. He looked like he had undergone a craniotomy or had been chopped off. He stared at him from the rearview mirror and forced a professional smile, but it was too much. There was something a little bit like a villain finding his prey, because that face was so vicious.

The financial man swallowed his throat. Why do you drive a taxi with such a dignified appearance? Find someone in jail as soon as possible.

The heating is on in the car, and the environment inside is cleaner than most taxis.

The financial man told the destination that he was going to a restaurant. Without any small talk, the driver turned on the navigation and followed the location directly.

He wanted to ask about the situation of this blue taxi company, but he didn't know how to ask, so he simply asked directly.

"How much do you pay to the tax bureau for each order?"

The financial man asked the most critical question. If you want to work in this industry, it is not enough just to have money. You also need to have connections, background, operating licenses and so on.

"This isn't a pay-per-mile basis, man, sixty league points per mile."

The driver checked his watch.

The finance man looked at the odometer that kept rising. The price was not far different from that of other companies.

"Is this your personal payment? I don't understand. You guys can't earn much at all. You might as well work in a fried chicken restaurant."

The financial man's attitude was a bit condescending.

But the driver didn't care.

"Of course not, it's all paid by the company, and we receive a fixed salary."

The driver is actually a member of SCT. Working under McConaughey, he has no worries about food and clothing, and now he doesn't have to lick blood with his knife. It can be regarded as the best job among the good jobs.

"Awesome brother..."

The financial man had a question mark on his face. He didn't know who the boss of this company was. Even if he was doing a loss-making business to occupy the market, it wouldn't be such a loss-making method. Besides, there were people from other companies watching. There was no one behind those people to support them. Make political donations to politicians for their campaigns, and then you can get asylum. If you play this way, you can only play at noon, because sooner or later you will die, you will lose money, and you will be crazily suppressed, and you will not live long at all.

I originally wanted to buy shares of this company, but after careful consideration I decided not to do it. It has no investment value.

"Then what's your monthly salary?"

The financial man wanted to see how the boss died in the end. This was too tough. He still had a fixed salary. Aren't he afraid that these drivers would just hang around every day?

"Twenty thousand."

The driver casually replied that he only worked as a driver during the day, and at night he would kill people from other taxi companies. The driver's head was 500, the manager's 5000, and the senior management's 50000.

Only a few managers have been recruited this month.

The financial man was about to vomit blood when he heard this. How the hell do you make more money than me? He didn't take it seriously and thought the driver was just bragging.

McConaughey warns these drivers about three things every day, which must be completed every day. First, they must kill people. Second, they must carry passengers to spread their influence, and monitor the symbolic direction of the entire city, such as who starts. If you are dissatisfied, which people support which parties?

Third, the most important thing is to spread what happened in Los Angeles to everyone. The heroic DB sacrificed tragically to turn the tide, an epic story that makes people cry.

"Hey, do you know what happened in Los Angeles? What's the hidden abyss syndrome? It's so damn evil."

Even though the driver himself was a Class D infected person, he still talked nonsense.

"I don't know, I haven't tried to find out."

In fact, financial men often see some news on the Internet. Most of them are posted by underage brats. They understand everything, and they dare to post things like "I'm going to die." They discuss things in Luo City, which makes them mysterious and mysterious. The people who manage the network environment are also aware of it in real time, but given the huge base, they simply cannot react.

"You must have heard some rumors on the Internet."

Click...

The driver opened the taxi's storage box and found more than a dozen USB flash drives inside. All the USB flash drives contained the same content, including the documentary film Di Zhu shot in Los Angeles, as well as some text documents used by SCT for brainwashing.

But if you give it directly to people like this, it will arouse suspicion, because this thing has been classified as a prohibited item, and it can be said to be a crime to spread on the Internet. Although people who know that they log in to the dark web can read it if they want, but the vast majority of people I’m not in the habit of visiting the dark web.

"Let's do this. I'll sell you five alliance coins. This USB flash drive contains everything you want to know."

The driver took out a small USB flash drive and directly bought and sold it by force. The odometer had been manipulated, because in McConaughey's imagination, many people were very timid and did not dare to do anything exciting, even if in his heart It's what he wants to do, and all he needs to do now is give him a push.

Even if you encounter an extremely cowardly freak and even get reported, then just shift the responsibility to the driver. It has nothing to do with the company. Anyway, these people are desperadoes controlled by SCT. This level is just throwing water.

After a while, the mileage suddenly increased by two kilometers, which made the financial man's scalp numb.

He wanted to say something, but the ferocious face of the driver in the rearview mirror forced him to accept the deal.

"Just consider the extra money as a tip. I don't want this USB flash drive."

The financial man thinks that his future is bright now. If he falls into this just for a little curiosity, that would be too damn stupid.

"That's what you said."

"The stuff here is very exciting, and it all really happened."

"Go home and disconnect from the Internet, insert the USB flash drive, and delete it after reading. God doesn't even know you've done this."

"Since you don't need it, forget it..."

The driver put his hand on the storage box and prepared to turn it off.

"You'd better give it to me."

After all, the financial man couldn't suppress his curiosity, because the Internet was so clever, so he asked the driver to give him the USB flash drive.

"Latent Syndrome, my friend, this thing is amazing."

The driver handed it over and continued to praise it.

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The whole building of the company, although it is not high, only has five floors, but it all belongs to McConaughey.

The finance department was crowded with people, and a group of lawless gangsters were looking for accountants to get commissions.

A driver gets 500, a manager gets 5000, and a senior executive gets 5000.

Different from the Los Angeles branch, the Liberty City branch has strict recruitment standards. The infected must be able to withstand the stress test and the most important thing is to be clever. Freaks and idiots are not accepted.

McConaughey is in the finance department reviewing work, and everything is going smoothly now.

He returned to his office, put on a high-end custom-made suit and sprayed himself with perfume, because he had a very important appointment later.

The operating license of a taxi company is quite difficult to obtain, and there are various safety constraints, so you must have a backer.

Colin saw the news in the pub that the taxi tycoon who was going to marry the daughter of a state congressman turned out to be McConaughey.