Life Dungeon Game

Are there many children like you around here?

When he was almost caught up with He Ao, He Ao asked calmly.

"Quite a lot."

The boy scratched his head. "There must be dozens of them."

"How do you usually live?"

"If you rummage through the trash cans, sometimes you can find some money or bread from kind people. Sometimes people also hand out relief food on the street corner, which can last for several days."

He paused, then stopped and pointed to a huge icon in the center of a towering building ahead, saying, "Those distributing relief food wear clothes with that pattern on them."

He looked up at the icon; the bottom part of the icon was a silhouette of a city, and the top part was a shimmering starry sky.

This star-studded city emblem is the emblem of the Nolanca Group, and that most magnificent building is the Nolanca Group Building.

The regular distribution of relief food to the poor was an activity set up by Vian's father. Philip had tried to cancel the activity, but Vian stopped him. This was one of the few decisions that Vian made voluntarily.

However, distributing relief food never solved the problem.

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"where is your family?"

He Ao didn't comment much on the matter, but continued to ask questions.

“They’re all dead,” the boy shook his head. “My dad fell to his death from the construction site, my mom was driven to suicide by debt collectors, all our belongings were taken away by the debt collectors, and then I was sleeping on the streets.”

How did you end up with so much debt?

“My dad was sick before. The doctor said he could be cured, but it would cost money. The bank wouldn’t lend us the money, so my mom went outside to borrow. Later, my dad was cured, but he passed away a few days later.”

The so-called "outsiders" probably refer to unregulated loan companies.

"Your dad used to work for the Nolanca Group? Your dad died unexpectedly, and they didn't pay any compensation?"

"Before he got sick, he seemed to be working at some factory called 'Ka'. After he got sick, the factory stopped hiring him. After he recovered, he found work at a construction site somewhere. After he passed away, we went to the construction site to get our money back, but the boss beat us up and kicked us out. We didn't have money to hire a lawyer, so that was the end of it."

He paused suddenly, then said in a flat tone, "Nothing's left."

He Ao didn't continue the topic, but instead asked, "Didn't you go to the orphanage?"

"An orphanage?" The boy was taken aback.

“People like us can’t go. I’m too old. They want young children who don’t know anything yet, preferably good-looking ones. Those are more popular with rich people. I’ve heard that rich people who adopt children give orphanages a lot of money.”

"Does that include orphanages with those star-shaped city emblems?"

"Yes, them too!"

As they spoke, the two arrived at the magnificent entrance of the Nolanca Group building.

"Are we going in?"

The boy glanced at the spotless floor inside, then at his own dirty body and clothes.

It was as if a beggar had come before a magnificent palace, and dared not profane it.

"Ah."

He Ao went inside carrying his suitcase.

The boy reluctantly followed him inside.

Two beautiful women dressed in black stockings, bodycon skirts, and white shirts sat at the building's reception desk. The crisp white shirts hugged their full upper bodies, creating a striking sight.

They were stunned when they saw He Ao walk in, then rubbed their eyes and froze on the spot.

They didn't realize what was happening until He Ao had completely walked in.

"Mr. Wei An!?"

The receptionist on the left stammered, "You, you..."

"Um,"

He Ao nodded slightly, then pointed to the boy behind him, "Find him a room to take a shower, change his clothes, and then send him to the Nolanca Orphanage."

"what?"

This time, it wasn't the receptionist who reacted first, but the boy behind her. He looked at He Ao blankly, at a loss for words, stammering, "I...I...I...you...you...you..."

"you are not willing?"

Heo turned to look at him. The boy's conditions actually met the adoption requirements of the Nolanca Orphanage, but judging from his description, there were probably some unspoken rules in the orphanage.

However, if Heo sends it there, the Nolanca orphanage will definitely accept it.

The boy was stunned.

Who wouldn't want that?

Although the conditions at the orphanage were not good, there was a place to sleep and a room to keep warm, so they didn't have to stay up all night wrapped in damp, cold blankets, listening to the wind outside the tent.

They might even have a chance to eat their fill.

He just didn't know how to respond for a moment.

He glanced at the dark blanket he was holding, then bowed deeply to He Ao, saying, "Thank you."

He Ao nodded calmly, then gestured for the receptionist to take the boy away, and stepped into the elevator himself.

His emotions remained unchanged.

What puzzled him was why the Nolanca Orphanage had started selecting orphans.

When Vian’s father established the Nolanca Orphanage, his requirement was to take in as many children as possible.

While the Nolanca Orphanage was reportedly full and beginning to select orphans, Vian had never heard of the orphanage being full.

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Chapter 222 Seizing Power (Please subscribe, add to your favorites, and vote with monthly tickets)

"Eve, access the company system and retrieve the latest annual report from the Nolanca Orphanage."

He Ao raised the smart bracelet slightly and said softly.

"Ok."

Eve responded, "I have found the Nolanca Orphanage's reports for the last five years."

He opened the reports.

Then a brief silence fell.

The Nolanca Orphanage, surprisingly, turned a profit.

Moreover, the profit margin is not low.

The report also detailed their operations, which basically corresponded to what the boy said.

They find young orphans, hire specialized teachers to dress them up and teach them, then wait for wealthy people to adopt them, collecting a considerable 'adoption donation'.

He Ao scrolled up a few more reports, searched for some internal network information, and then found the relevant materials.

Previously, the Nolanca Orphanage had been increasing its investment year by year because it had adopted too many children.

Philip, in his capacity as vice chairman of the board, set profit targets for the orphanage and replaced the original director with a new one. To 'incentivize' the new director, he offered to split the orphanage's profits 50/50 with him.

Because the Nolanca Orphanage had never been part of the group's main businesses, this personnel change was not significant. Not only did Vian, who was studying in Dawn City at the time, not notice it, but the old butler Danny also did not notice it.

The profits from these orphanages did not go into the group's accounts, but went directly into Philip's personal pocket.

These documents did not conceal this fact; rather, it was clearly stated in them.

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Heo packaged these documents and sent them to Danny, the old butler, who would then filter the information and provide it to Chief Gerald.

The elevator ascended rapidly and soon arrived at the top floor of the Nolanca Building.

He walked through a small corridor and opened a wooden sliding door.

Behind the sliding door is a small cubicle, at the end of which is the door to the boardroom, where there is a desk.

A beautiful woman with brown-gold curly hair tied in a high ponytail was sitting behind a desk reading documents.

She heard footsteps, looked up, and saw He Ao carrying a suitcase.

Jingle Bell--

Just then, the phone in front of her rang.

The boardroom is well soundproofed; communication can only be done by telephone.

He Ao saw the ringing phone, put his index finger to his lips, and gestured for the woman to be quiet.

Then he walked to the phone and answered it.

"Elena, bring in the listing plan."

An elderly man's slightly excited voice came from the other end of the phone.

He Ao glanced at the thick stack of printed documents on the table, picked them up casually, and threw them into the shredder next to him.

"Elena? Elena?"

At this point, the voice on the other end of the phone became somewhat anxious.

After a while, accompanied by a soft click, the door to the boardroom was slowly opened.

The old man with a weathered face stared blankly at the young man standing in front of him, who had a gentle smile on his face.

"Wei An?"

After a long silence, the old man finally managed to say with difficulty, "Weren't you already..."

"Thanks to Uncle Philip, I borrowed some time from God."

He Ao

He smiled, picked up his briefcase, walked past Philip, and entered the conference room.