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Chapter 2701 The Walking Ticket (Two Chapters Combined, Requesting Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

"Damn it, is this fair...?"

Watching the news on TV, he couldn't help but curse.

He was jealous of them, jealous of those who had lost their fathers. Why were they here?

Some people are even illiterate, yet they still manage to get the opportunity to immigrate.

He originally had the opportunity to go to university!
However, his chance was taken away!

"This world is so unfair!"

He cursed angrily, then pulled out the local newspaper, flipping through the job postings section until the edges were curled. Dishwasher, cleaner, warehouse sorter…

There are many job opportunities and the income is quite good, but none of this is relevant to him.

"Damn it!" he cursed under his breath, slamming the newspaper to the ground. He felt a tightness and panic in his chest, as if something was blocking his throat.

The attic was filled with a damp, musty smell. Although the environment was terrible, he didn't mind. After all, the living conditions back home were not as good as this!
"I can clearly ask for only half the money, so why won't they hire me?"

Although his curses were fierce, his voice betrayed an undeniable helplessness.

He knew the problem wasn't the salary, but that he didn't have legal status, he didn't have that ID card to prove his identity.

Without an ID card, there is no job.

Although the tuition refunded by the school can last a long time if you spend it sparingly.

But the days of living off one's savings will eventually come to an end. Once the money is gone, how will he survive without a legal identity?
Where should he go then?
What else can it do?
Staying cooped up here like this is definitely not a solution.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Lin Weiguo got up. He changed into a reasonably neat shirt and went out again to look for some short-term work.

Fortunately, some employers here are quite lenient with short-time workers and don't care too much about whether or not they have an ID card.

But such job opportunities are rare.

Therefore, Lin Weiguo still pinned his hopes on being able to lower his salary and find a job he could keep doing.

However, this is obviously very difficult.

Although there were many job opportunities, when they learned that he did not have an ID card, the other party's answer was straightforward: "We cannot hire illegal workers."

Their answers were like a bucket of cold water, gradually extinguishing the hope in his heart.

As the sun gradually set in the west, the back of the once neat shirt was soaked with sweat, sticking to the skin, and then a cool breeze blew through it.

He walked around all day, asking at dozens of shops, but all he got was the same rejection.

As evening fell, he walked into a simply decorated tea restaurant. Seeing his tired face, the proprietress poured him a glass of water. But when he asked if they were hiring, she shook her head and said directly:

“Young man, it’s not that I’m unwilling to help you, but without an ID card, if something happens, I can’t take responsibility. After all, illegal slavery is a very serious crime, you know? It will send you to Hell Island.”

Clearly, the other party had guessed his identity, but judging from his appearance, the proprietress didn't report him. Not only did she not report him, she even had someone bring him a meal, saying it was a treat.

After finishing his meal and expressing his gratitude repeatedly, Lin Weiguo walked out of the tea restaurant. It was already dark, and the neon lights were lighting up one after another, illuminating the street in a bizarre and colorful way.

The city's prosperity no longer amazed him as it had at first. Now, standing amidst it, Lin Weiguo's shoulders slumped completely, and all that remained in his heart was despair. He wandered aimlessly through the streets, his steps heavy, not knowing where to go.

"what should I do?"

Pedestrians hurried past on the street, and no one noticed him. Just as he reached the entrance of a relatively quiet alley, a figure suddenly emerged from the shadows and blocked his way.

"Hey bro, need to get a license?"

The sudden question made Lin Weiguo look up sharply. He saw a man wearing black sunglasses standing in front of him. The man was of medium build, wearing a floral shirt, and had a shady air about him.

He was taken aback, and asked in confusion:

What certificate?

The man took half a step forward, lowering his voice even further:

"I was in the tea restaurant just now, and I saw you looking for work. You don't have an ID card, do you?"

Lin Weiguo's heart suddenly raced, and he took a step back warily. The man seemed to read his mind and chuckled softly:
"Don't worry, I'm not a policeman. Do you have money? If you do, everything is negotiable."

Lin Weiguo stared at the man, hesitating for a long time. He knew that making fake documents was illegal, but he thought about his current situation.

He gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice:
"how much is it?"

"One thousand yuan, and I'll make you a realistic one."

The man held up one finger and said:

"And let me tell you, although this certificate is fake, the number and name are real. Even if the police conduct a surprise inspection, they won't be able to tell if it's real or fake in a short time."

A few days later, at the same alleyway entrance, Lin Weiguo clutched a wad of cash, counted out six hundred yuan, and handed it to the man in the floral shirt. His fingers trembled as he took the plastic card.

The photo on the card was taken a few days ago, but the name and number were brand new. Not only that, there was even a laser holographic logo on it, changing angles and the image shimmering with different colors.

"Don't worry, even ordinary police officers can't tell the difference between the real and fake. It even has a holographic symbol, what are you worried about?"

And so, Lin Weiguo walked into a supermarket with this fake ID card in his hand.

This time, when the staff asked for his identification, although his palms were sweating and his heart was pounding, he still forced himself to remain calm and handed it over.

The staff looked at the card, then at him, and finding nothing unusual, had him fill out a form. And just like that, he was actually hired.

Although the supermarket salary wasn't high, a month's wages were more than his father's annual salary. It was precisely because of this that Lin Weiguo cherished this job so much, always arriving earliest and leaving latest each day.

In the morning, he would arrive at the supermarket half an hour early to arrange the goods neatly; in the evening, he would wait until the last customer left to tidy up the shelves before leaving get off work. Because of his extremely meticulous work ethic, the store manager even proactively told him:

"Work hard, and if there's a chance for promotion in the future, I'll definitely recommend you to headquarters."

Hearing the store manager's praise, Lin Weiguo couldn't help but imagine the future: if he could get promoted smoothly, his salary would increase, and then...

But what about identity?

The thought of his identity sank into his heart. Would there be any way to obtain a legal identity in the future?

But regardless, he was full of anticipation.

That noon, during his break, Lin Weiguo went to the smoking area at the supermarket entrance, lit a cigarette, and was still thinking about his identity. Although he now had an ID card, he was still an unregistered resident.

"Sigh, really, why did Dad leave back then? If he had stayed, I would never have ended up like this..."

Just as he was complaining to himself, across the street, Li Kuiyong and a few friends were walking and chatting happily.

"Jiayi, look..."

Along the way, Kang Jiayi, who was beautiful, tall, and a former dancer in a cultural troupe, was surrounded by others like a queen, with Wang Jianguo and Yue Min all seemingly paying attention to her.

Despite being surrounded by a crowd, Kang Jiayi's speech was disjointed and infrequent.

Because she didn't really like this kind of thing to begin with. What's the point of a group of people strolling around here?

I'd rather go shopping with some female classmates and watch a movie.

Even if you can't afford those clothes, it's still nice to look at them.

Moreover, Kang Jiayi is currently working part-time at school, so she is able to save money.

But what if I'm with them?

It's nothing more than listening to them talk about how amazing they were in the past.

Is this interesting?

This naturally aroused the jealousy of other women, who inevitably spoke with a sour tone.

"What's with the arrogance? You just ignore everyone else when they talk to you."

Li Kuiyong just smiled to himself at this.

Don't you even look at yourselves?

However, Kang Jiayi acted as if she hadn't heard their sarcastic remarks.

However, just as they said, Kang Jiayi did indeed treat them with indifference.

At the very least, they were not very interested.

While pondering this in his heart, Li Kuiyong, just like them, was busy circling around women.

He was well aware of the difference in status between himself and the other party, so he naturally didn't have any wild thoughts.

He wouldn't have been willing to get involved in such activities if Yuemin hadn't come to him personally.

After all, my third uncle had said that we should try to avoid participating in activities like class reunions, as they could potentially cause unnecessary trouble.

"Next time I must find a reason to refuse."

As he was thinking this, Li Kuiyong glanced unintentionally in the direction of the supermarket. When his gaze fell on the figure in the smoking area wearing a supermarket uniform, he suddenly stopped and a look of doubt appeared on his face.

How could it be him?
"What's wrong? Li Kuiyong, what are you looking at?"

His friend nudged him and asked doubtfully. Li Kuiyong replied uncertainly:
"No...it's nothing, maybe I'm just seeing things."

He paused, then added:
"Didn't I tell you guys a while ago about that guy who got expelled from our school? His name is Lin Weiguo."

Kang Jiayi, who was originally surrounded by people, immediately became interested after hearing this.

"You mean the one who got expelled?"

She couldn't help but look across the street. Among international students, Lin Weiguo's expulsion was hardly news.

After all, the news spread very quickly, shocking everyone.

Who would have thought that so many years later, he would still be implicated? Because of this, the leaders specifically warned them to be careful and not to get themselves into trouble.

Li Kuiyong nodded and said:
"Yes, it's that Lin Weiguo."

"Oh, you mean that guy!"

Wang Jianguo followed his gaze and looked in that direction, then said:

"That poor wretch, shouldn't he have gone back to his country long ago?"

"Exactly, how could he possibly stay here?"

"I also think he should go back."

Li Kuiyong smiled and said:
"Maybe I was mistaken. That person just now looked a bit like him, wearing a supermarket uniform, and was smoking there."

But it really does look alike.

"How is this possible?"

Wang Jianguo waved his hand and said with certainty:

“How could someone like him, without any identification, possibly find a job as a supermarket clerk? Supermarkets require ID cards for hiring; you must have misread it.”

Other friends also chimed in:
"Exactly, you must be mistaken. There are plenty of people in the world who look alike."

They were so certain because they had tried countless times, and apart from some temporary jobs at the school, they couldn't find any work.

Because they don't have an ID card.

Noticing that Kang Jiayi was also looking in that direction, Wang Jianguo quickly showed off:

“Jiayi, you’ve just arrived here and don’t know much about the situation yet. SEA is cracking down very hard on illegal immigrants. Without an ID card, it’s impossible to find a job.”

Then he added:

"Of course, some people might be able to find ways to get fake ID cards, but that's illegal."

"It's more than just breaking the law!"

Yuemin chimed in.

"What do they use the fake IDs for? Yes, yes... to endanger national security."

"Endangering national security?"

Kang Jiayi said with some curiosity.

"What crime is this?"

"This is a very serious charge; it's basically equivalent to being a terrorist, so..."

Yuemin glanced in that direction and then said:

"Very few people would take such a big risk to obtain a fake ID card."

"Oh, so getting a fake ID is very risky."

Kang Jiayi appeared to be asking a question, but in reality, she wanted to find out if Sun Qihang might be using a fake ID.

But the thought was quickly dismissed, since the person in question worked for a company in North Borneo.

The business card has the company's phone number on it.

Yuemin quickly replied:
"Of course, who would take such a big risk?"

"That's not entirely true."

Du Chengbin, who had been silent all along, glanced back in the direction of the supermarket and then said:

"There will still be people who make fake ID cards. Although the risk is high, as long as you can work here for a few years, you can earn enough money to live on for a lifetime."

Therefore, illegal immigrants have always come here. In earlier years, some even cut in line and smuggled themselves in through various channels. So, the authorities have always…

Du Chengbin, who had originally intended to say that the authorities had been encouraging the reporting of these illegal immigrants, suddenly stopped himself from speaking.

He didn't continue speaking.

Because he was well aware of the consequences of whistleblowing, he quietly kept the matter to himself. He then changed the subject.

"Just like someone making fake ID cards, the reason why someone would do it is because the profit is big enough, isn't it?"

"That makes sense."

"But Lin Weiguo definitely wouldn't do that; even if he wanted to, he wouldn't find a way."

"Exactly, most people can't find this kind of connection."

Li Kuiyong listened to his friends' words and thought they made sense, then smiled and shook his head:

"Maybe, maybe I really did see it wrong."

"I think you've misjudged it."

Even so, Wang Jianguo followed Li Kuiyong's gaze and glanced at the supermarket. His face remained expressionless, but he was inwardly puzzled.

"So, did that guy really find a way to hack it? If it really is him... then this is a great opportunity!"

Once the thought popped into his head, it was like it had taken root, lingering in his mind.

For the rest of the journey, Wang Jianguo seemed somewhat absent-minded, his mind constantly wandering to the figure he had just seen.

Even Kang Jiayi, who was beside her, was no longer as attractive as she used to be.

Instead, he kept thinking about Lin Weiguo, whom he had never met.

In his view, Lin Weiguo was no longer a person, but a ticket.

He knew that the SEA cracked down hard on illegal immigrants, but even so, every year illegal immigrants would sneak into the country and find work using fake documents.

Wang Jianguo had seen on television that the immigration bureau had set up a reward hotline for reporting illegal immigrants. If you successfully reported an illegal immigrant, you could not only receive a reward of 1,000 yuan, but if the person was a foreign national, you could also receive points towards your application for permanent residency.

A thousand dollars in prize money is a lot, but the appeal of immigration points is unimaginable for him, who is determined to apply for permanent residency.

Once the thought popped into my head, I couldn't control it anymore.

However, this is something you can't tell anyone else.

Perhaps because he had other thoughts in his mind, Wang Jianguo stopped fawning over Kang Jiayi as before.

However, this did not stop others from crowding around Kang Jiayi. Especially Yuemin, who, with his naturally lively personality, kept enlivening the atmosphere.

However, Kang Jiayi was just going along with it.

All of this was exactly what Li Kuiyong expected; he knew it perfectly well.

For these female international students, regardless of their family background, they are definitely not the best choice.

What do they want?
Of course, I'd marry someone from here and become a SEA person.

That's their dream, and that's why even if everyone fawns over them, so what?
It's just a one-sided effort.

As he thought this, Li Kuiyong couldn't help but picture the female classmates fawning over SEA.

She looked like she was ready to give herself to him.

So, would women like Kang Jiayi, who are beautiful and come from very wealthy families, be the same as them?

Although there was no answer, Li Kuiyong actually had the answer in his heart.

As evening approached, the group had finished their stroll and said their goodbyes.

However, Wang Jianguo did not go straight home, but instead took a detour and headed towards the supermarket.

If you have such an opportunity to report something, how can you face yourself if you don't?

Just as he was walking towards the supermarket, he unexpectedly saw a familiar figure. He had already gone inside; it was Du Chengbin, who was with him.

In an instant, a thought immediately popped into Wang Jianguo's mind.

"Well, that kid beat us to it!"

(End of this chapter)