425 looks gloomy and vomits blood on the spot(1/2)
The Empire is responsible for drawing quotas to enter the Taishan Time Cultivation Tower.
Tattata!
At this moment, a large number of technicians in this department are desperately typing on the code.
Because of the new announcement of the Tiandao website.
This led to almost everyone in the entire empire submitting quota applications here.
Many people.
Obviously, due to their previous strength limitations, they were not qualified...
Cannot pass manual review.
But those people still tried their best to submit applications, and even deliberately faked the information.
There are even some powerful people at the grandmaster level.
In order to get peaches.
He also shamelessly forged information and submitted an application.
This day...
In the department, the number of applications is more than ten times more than before.
Every technician.
When I saw this huge data, cold sweat was rubbing out on my forehead and cheeks...
and!
These are not really cheating.
Beep beep beep...
Dingling...
When they were typing on the keyboard quickly and processing data, the phones placed on the table kept ringing for a moment.
Look around.
On the caller ID, all the callers were called by some immediate relatives.
...
A technician saw the phone calls and thought something was happening at home. He put down the work at hand and picked up his phone to connect.
"Hello……"
His voice was very anxious.
At this time, the sound on the phone was even more urgent.
"Xiao Zhang, I heard that you are working in the Taishan Time Certificate Selection Department? You know... My uncle has never asked for help. After so many years, I have never asked you for anything... But when your family encounters any trouble, my uncle always tries his best to solve it, including your work. My uncle also puts a lot of effort at that time! And my uncle's family... only one son! He is not a good weapon, and the power of cultivation has never been able to break through... Recently, the Taishan Time Cultivation Tower has drawn quotas, and my uncle has never found you! But now it's different... The times are changing too fast, and powerful people keep appearing. If he can't become stronger, his life will be ruined! Xiao Zhang, you are a person in that department, with 300,000 quotas every day. Just get a little code and get a quota for my son. This matter is considered to be my uncle begging you." On the phone, the voice was very sincere.
The technician named Xiao Zhang was not very good after listening to it.
Open his mouth.
I didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Uncle!
It did help him a lot.
I have never asked myself before.
But……
He is just a technician in the matter of the quota. Can he interfere?
Xiao Zhang wants to refuse.
After all, I don't have that ability...
But on the phone, my uncle's hoarse and sincere voice made him feel bad.
And just when Xiao Zhang was extremely confused.
In the technical department...
Others also picked up their cell phones and answered the phone.
Um……
Over time.
The entire department was in an awkward atmosphere, and all the technicians were silent after answering the phone.
In their hearts...
Without exception!
One sentence... is constantly repeating!... Damn, isn't this making things difficult for me, Fat Tiger?
...
Of course, these technicians are still good.
Department, in an office.
The supervisor who is mainly responsible for the selection of quotas is even more depressed at this moment.
Dingling...
Dingling!
The phone number on his desk never stopped for a moment, but the one who called him was not his relatives or something.
It is a more terrifying existence than relatives.
Dingling...
When I was depressed, a red phone rang out.
The supervisor was almost crying.
Pick up the phone with a tough bullet.
"Hey, leader..."
"Xiao Cai, I heard that your department has been very good recently and has provided a large number of strong people for our empire! If you can work in this department, the country is interested in you... You have to do it well! You can't be sorry to the country."
On the phone, the voice was thick and full of majesty.
"Yes, yes, the leader is right."
The supervisor nodded repeatedly, and his forehead was sweating constantly. At the same time, he felt a bad premonition in his heart.
As expected.
The next moment, the person on the phone continued to speak: "Xiao Cai, you should also know that I have a son who has been very outstanding since childhood and has just returned from a foreign country... but in terms of strength, it has been progressing slowly! During this period, I have always asked him to abide by the rules and go to your website every day to draw quotas... but I have never won."
Speaking of this.
A pause was slightly on the phone.
And the supervisor knew that the next thing was the key.
He wanted to hang up the phone.
But I dare not.
I had to continue listening...
"Is there a problem with your draw mechanism? Xiao Cai, fairness is very important. An excellent person has not been drawn for such a long time. Didn't the policy say that a small number of people should be rich first and then lead the poor to become rich together! So, I think the first batch of people who get rich must at least be capable. My son is very good. Xiao Cai, look, can you help get a place?"
On the phone.
After the voice said this, it finally stopped.
As for the supervisor after listening.
The whole person is getting worse and worse.
God made a small number of people rich first!
That kind of words is enough for ordinary people. Do you have the nerve to take them here to say it?
What I did at the beginning...
It is obvious that one part of the people is rich first and then kill another part of the poor, so that common prosperity can be formed.
Where is this?
Very fair and just!
Isn’t it fair to automatically randomly draw the intelligent system?
If you have to choose your son, that is fair?
There are so many things he wants to complain about in his heart...
To be continued...