Amid the majestic music, Yin Jia kept stomping on the ground and beat the rhythm, while the synthetic mercenaries in front of him kept shouting "I am a waste, I am a waste", which shocked the world.

I don't know how long it took to scream, Yin Jia finally got tired of jumping, and the mercenaries also shouted hoarsely. At the same time, they stood in place panting, staring at the young man holding a microphone in front of him, looking at him expectingly, hoping that he could hand over the work worth 100,000 credit coins to one of them.

However, Yin Jia's attention had already drifted away. He noticed that in the corner of the hall, a plain-looking green-eyed boy was sitting. He leaned against a pile of equipment boxes and looked coldly at a large group of mercenaries in the distance, with a look of coldness and fatigue that would keep people from thousands of miles away.

Yin Jia became interested, and he held the microphone and said, "That in the corner."

The mercenaries were excited and turmoiled. They looked at each other, wondering which one the one in the corner of Yin Jia’s mouth was pointing at.

Even the one in the corner didn't know who Yin Jia was calling. He was still leaning against the box lazy, like a piece of rotten meat.

But Yinjia's secretary An Xin already knew who Yinjia was calling. She put on her black gloves again and came to the bored young man who was lying in the corner. Then, she stretched out her hand and forcibly pulled the limp young man in front of the stage.

"What's your name?" Yin Jia asked.

Irving was confused and rubbed his shoulders that were pulled by An Xin and muttered, "Irving."

Yinjia nodded, "Irving, right?"

He glared sternly and blamed him: "Why don't you shout!"

"What are you shouting?" Owen said in confusion.

"I'm a waste," Yinjia said.

"I'm just a waste," Owen wondered.

Previously, Irving was a synthetic man produced by the Cambrian period and was handed over to the artificial human company Berkelami on Mars after training in Jerusalem.

However, with the layoffs of Berkelami, he was removed from the company and returned to Jerusalem to wait for sale. However, with the collapse of the Mars firewall that caused the solar system half a year ago, Jerusalem turned over the cards, and he and his partners of the same period were sold to the Moon Summer Security Company at a low price by Cambrian to receive mercenary training.

From the demise of Beclamy to the collapse of Jerusalem and witnessing the appearance of the earth with his own eyes, Irving has long since his faith collapsed. He is unwilling to make any more efforts and just wants to be liberated from this world as soon as possible.

"Hmm?" Yin Jia frowned.

Summer, the owner of the security company, quickly said: "This person has a problem with his thoughts. It should be a defective product that was eliminated on Mars. I was about to return to Mars, so I didn't let him participate..."

Yin Jia raised his hand directly to stop Summer from speaking. He stared at the inviolent young man in front of him and said, "Irving, are you a waste?"

"Absolutely..." Owen said weakly: "You don't think I can do anything, do you..."

"So trash, tell me, what is your favorite thing to do?"

"Lying still," said Owen.

Yin Jia raised his eyebrows: "Don't you want to make money?"

"Not enough money..." Owen muttered: "The price is too high... the effort is disproportionate to the return... How can you be happy when you lie down..."

"Why don't you work hard if you don't spend enough?" Yin Jia asked.

"If hard work is not a waste, then it is not a waste." Owen said calmly: "It is precisely because hard work is still a waste that is a waste."

He said a long list of words like a tongue twister, which made Yin Jia silent for a long time. After a long time, Yin Jia who walked back asked, "Then don't you know how to be a waste?"

"There are always people who want to be trash." Owen sighed: "Why can't that person be me?"

Yinjia closed his eyes, and Summer was scared by the side. He reached out to grab Owen and cursed sternly: "You don't know what you know, wait for you to be sent back and burned to ashes. Damn Beckrammy's robots are more diligent than you!"

Irving was held up like a mangy dog, and he kept a faint Sima smile in obedience.

But at this time, Yin Jia suddenly opened his eyes.

"stop!!"

He shouted, and tears of emotion flowed from Yin Jia's eyes: "Damn it, there are such honest people in this world. It's so outrageous. This job must be you. From today on, you will be my security captain."

He said loudly pressing Owen's shoulder.

The Summers on the side were all stunned. The mercenaries who shouted with hoarse voices were wide open with their eyes wide open. They looked at Owen and Yin Jia in disbelief. They didn't know why Yin Jia had made a big move before. Owen was also confused. He opened his mouth slightly, standing on the spot like dementia.

However, even so, no one raised an objection.

...

...

Not long after, Yinjia and his group left Moon City where Summer Security Company was located and entered the Moon City airport. A giant silver-white spacecraft was parked in the base of the airport.

It is streamlined throughout, with a length of hundreds of meters, and is extremely luxurious. Owen followed Yin Jia and walked onto the spaceship. Until now, he is still completely confused.

He didn't understand why he was selected, nor did he know what he was going to do next. However, the monthly compensation of 100,000 credit coins does sound quite attractive.

A large number of mercenaries were brought out with him, and these mercenaries looked extremely unkind at Owen. There was no doubt that as a newcomer who had just been transferred from Mars to work for Earth and Moon, suddenly gaining such a high position would indeed cause dissatisfaction among many people.

Faced with this dissatisfaction, Irving had no choice but to say that the current situation was indeed something he had not expected.

Fortunately, the gloomy gazes around him did not last long. After entering the spacecraft, someone immediately pulled Owen away from the team and stuffed him into a disinfection room without saying a word. He was thoroughly cleaned and inspected. He was washed away by strong water inside and outside, even the most private corner was no exception.

After the rinsing was completed, someone came up to put on his clothes again, all of which were space suits with very expensive fabrics. After being dressed neatly, he was led to meet his future boss.

When Owen saw Yinjia again, he was leaning against a wide chair, surrounded by various music-playing components, some of which looked quite old. Although ancient, their surface was inlaid with gold and silver, which was obviously valuable.

At this moment, Yin Jia was lying halfway on the chair, wearing huge earphones on his ears, and a projection screen in front of him was scratching in his hand, his face a little gloomy.

Thinking of the guy standing in front of a group of mercenaries playing music and dancing tap dance, Owen realized that his new boss might be a music enthusiast.

Of course, he didn't dare to come forward to disturb the other party. At this moment, Yinjia was full of people, and those people were extremely quiet and did not make a sound.

Irving didn't know what his task was to do, and no one came to hand over the work with him, and the people around him didn't look at him, which made him very nervous.

He could only imitate others and stood among the crowd. But everyone around him was a natural person with brown and black eyes. Seeing him a synthetic man with transparent green eyes, he frowned, moved slightly, and distanced himself from him.

After flipping on the chair for a while, Yin Jia's face looked a little gloomy. He turned off the projection and asked, "This month, PLG's sales have dropped by 5%. I can't believe what's going on?"

PLG, Irving thought that he had heard of this thing, but he was a little confused.

A male natural person stood up and said, "Star Chen recently changed to a new CEO. Paulson, you know, he has always been inconsistent with us. He adjusted his credit rating from A+ to B- as soon as he took office. This move caused a large number of customers to sell PLG. With the low rating, the sales will naturally be lower."

"Have you contacted him?"

"Of course I contacted it, but Xingchen refused to communicate and was unwilling to call back the scores."

"Is that possible?"

Yin Jia took off his headphones and said carelessly: "No one dared to lower the PLG credit score for many years. He will lower the credit score as soon as he comes. Who will give him the courage?"

No one answered.

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads without saying a word.

After a long time, Secretary An Xin stood up and said, "Accountant, I heard that Paulson has a tough temper and is not easy to deal with. The ability of such a person to get into this position may indicate some problems. Otherwise, we will shrink first and look at it later."

Yin Jia glanced at his secretary, then waved his hand and said, "Am Xin stayed, others left."

The female secretary stood there, and Owen followed the others honestly and walked out. As a result, he heard Yin Jia's lazy voice again without taking two steps.

"By the way, then, you can stay the waste."

Everyone paused and their eyes turned to Irving. Obviously, the incident in Summer's security company had spread throughout Yinjia's team, and they all knew who the waste was referring to.

Irving was not embarrassed either. He touched his nose and turned around and stood there.

The people around him shuttled past Owen like water flowing. Soon, An Xin, Owen, and Yin Jia were left in the room.

Yinjia stood up and tinkered with the musical equipment around him for a long time. Finally, he tinkered with a piece of music to play. I don’t know what the name of the music was, but it was extremely soft and very nice.

“The credit rating of PLG is not the time to downgrade.”

Accompanied by soft music, Yin Jia half-lying on the chair and raised his back, saying, "Such a mild market environment does not match what I expected. PLG must sell well, and it must sell well. I don't allow anyone to lower its rating level, do you understand?"

Yinjia's voice was quite lazy, completely different from his fanatical appearance when he was at the Summer Security Company, but An Xin stood up straight and said loudly: "I understand, I'll go down and deal with it now."

"Take this waste with you."

Yinjia pointed at Owen and said, "You have prepared this with him."

"clear!"

An Xin said loudly.

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...

The silver-white spacecraft left the moon airport and returned to Earth in just a few hours. Before I could sit on the hot side in the spacecraft, Irving was taken on the hover car by An Xin and left Earth Airport without stopping.

Until now, Irving is still in a completely inexplicable state, knowing nothing about his situation, and not knowing why there is an extra task on his forehead.

An Xin was sitting in the floating car, wearing sunglasses and driving, while driving, saying lightly: "PLG sales have dropped, this is the first task you have to deal with. After handling it, it has passed the internship. I can also submit an accountant."

Owen: "Why did you call him an accountant?"

"Because he is good at reading financial reports, but these have nothing to do with you. He is good at reading financial reports, good at dancing, good at music, and is better at moodiness. His interest shifts faster than anything else. Don't look at him being interested in you now, and he can't even remember your name in half an hour."

As he said that, An Xin slightly pulled down his sunglasses and stared at Owen with a pair of rather cold and sharp eyes: "So, you can't handle this task well. Even if the accountant is interested in you, I can make you disappear quietly. Believe me, I have handled this kind of thing many times and are familiar with it."

Irving looked at An Xin's eyes under his sunglasses. He was a woman with a very delicate appearance, but she could not describe it as beautiful. The reason was that perhaps Irving could not feel any femininity from her. Although her facial features were very standard, they became mean and strict when they were combined together.

“What is PLG?”

Owen asked carefully.

An Xin: "You don't have to worry about it. Anyway, you should have heard of Xingchen Company."
To be continued...