People in Terra, governing a weird little country

And that master is Vina!

This taciturn woman is actually the most terrifying one. With just a small suggestion, she instantly suppressed Lola, who was at the peak of her career. Xinteleya could imagine that when Lola became the director of the engineering department, away from Ernst's office and with her busy daily work, she would never have the chance to appear in front of Ernst as frequently as she does now.

By then, how could an old lady who works as a civil engineer and carries a red bucket and goes out in the wind and snow have the ability to join this competition!

Without any effort and without causing any resentment, she legitimately eliminated the threat of a competitor. This woman, Vina, is so meticulous and terrifying!

Xintelaiya took a deep breath and felt that office politics was indeed a miniature version of court politics. A poor political novice like herself could be crushed to pieces if she was not careful!

But where did Vina learn such powerful skills?

This lady must be from an important background!

Is there any nobleman in Victoria with the last name Victoria?

Xinteleya had no impression and decided to wait until she arrived in Colombia and then check it on the intercity network.

Now, she is more concerned about another issue.

"Boss Ernst, what about me?" Xinteleya asked expectantly, "What's my position? I'm good with a bow, am I going to be a bodyguard?"

In her mind, she imagined herself wearing a smart women's suit, a ponytail, and cool black sunglasses, opening the car door for Ernst, and then standing guard with her hands on her hips.

But Ernst shook his head.

After this trip, she will not leave Kjerag for a while. In Kjerag, with the protection of the great god Yelagund, Ernst does not have to worry about his safety at all.

Who dares to touch the son chosen by Mother Yelagunde (the Holy Son of Kalan)? Did the old man hang himself? He was tired of living and wanted to experience the horrific torture of the religious society?

Seeing Ernst shaking his head, Xinteleya felt a little uneasy: "Then what should I do?"

"Hintlea, don't you think you are very beautiful?"

Ernst said straight. Xinteleya blushed, turned her head slightly, and said modestly, "Not really. I feel like Miss Vina and Miss Lola are similar to me."

"It's okay, I have a job."

Ernst laughed.

"Our Kjerag government also needs a full-time receptionist to receive those people who come to consult and those who are interested in investing. I think this job is very suitable for a young and beautiful lady like you!"

Xinteleya was a little shy after being praised, and nodded awkwardly: "I will completely obey all the arrangements of the boss."

After saying this, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

A full-time receptionist? To receive the public and investors?

Her mind suddenly flashed back to the conspicuous information desks in the lobby of banks and companies. Suddenly, she gradually understood everything.

It sounds so nice, isn’t she the girl at the front desk?

Chapter 35: You have to be a college student!

Colombia is the most unique country in Terra.

There are no kings, no emperors, not even nobles and landlords. There is only capital and oligarchs that develop to the extreme, and science that expands infinitely but is firmly restricted by some external force and guided towards an unknown goal.

This made Colombia a veritable rebel in Terra. Their former sovereign, Victoria, once commented on this country: our ugly rebellious son.

By the way, if there are rebellious sons, there are also filial sons. For Victoria, Columbia is a rebellious son, and correspondingly, Tara is a filial son.

During the Battle of the Four Emperors, King Frederick III of Victoria once made a shocking declaration: "Victoria will never surrender until the last drop of Tara blood is shed!"

Facts have also proved that Tara, as Victoria's recruiting ground at that time, did indeed drain the blood of a whole generation for Victoria to later defeat Gaul and establish hegemony in the core circle.

However, under Victoria's incompetent governance, Tara not only failed to receive compensation for its huge contributions and losses after the War of the Four Emperors, but was instead subjected to increasingly severe oppression and exploitation by the Victorian nobles based on the philosophy of "use it to the utmost".

This filial son who never retaliated when being beaten or scolded in Victoria's eyes, now looked at Columbia with envy in his eyes. When the king was hanged and the country was in turmoil, he also began to make arrangements intensively to give a big gift to Victoria, who had always been a cruel person!

Of course, this is all Victoria's family affair. For Colombia today, under the governance of the wise, powerful, healthy and long-lived President Kaka, they have already opened up the pattern and abandoned the plan of simply competing with Victoria in the core circle. They started a vigorous pioneering movement, vowing to become a new pole of Terra independent of the old world of the core circle under the guidance of the manifest destiny!

This is the exciting rhetoric that has inspired generations of scientific researchers and businessmen to come to Columbia.

Well, just scientists and businessmen.

Don't get me wrong, Colombia also welcomes immigrants who don't have any skills but are still interested in this country and this mission. However, for ordinary people, whether you come here to light the flame of your dream or become the firewood of others' dreams depends entirely on your luck and the conscience of the immigration company.

Magnus Bank is in the business of "adding fuel to the flames of other people's dreams."

As a director of the bank and the first Colombian businessman to come into contact with Kjerag officials, Luther Magnus felt obligated to take charge of all arrangements for Ernst Shivaash and his party after they arrived in Colombia.

This is a very good deal for him.

Kjerag is a virgin land with a unique geographical environment and a miraculous ecology that has never been hit by natural disasters in history. It can be said to be an excellent cradle for building resorts, nursing homes, and developing various tertiary industries!

As the first person to have contact with Ernst, Luther undoubtedly had an absolute first-mover advantage. He predicted that as long as Ernst Shivaash's government maintained its rule over Kjerag, Kjerag's development would usher in a golden age in the next fifty years or so! As a Colombian financial investment company, Magnus Bank would take advantage of this new development opportunity and reach a new level!

In order to delay other Colombian companies from smelling this huge business opportunity - in fact, it was almost impossible to prevent it - he was very happy to maintain a highly cooperative relationship with Ernst.

Coming to Colombia? Come! I'll send you a special car, escort and guide!

Need a place to recruit? No problem! Magnus Bank's businesses are spread all over Colombia, from the political center of the District of Columbia to the scientific heart of Tremont, from the ever-popular Florida to the dilapidated and desolate old industrial base of the Great Lakes. No matter whether it is highbrow or lowbrow, as long as Ernst needs it, there is no place where he can't make an office!

What, I’m unfamiliar with the place and can’t put up the recruitment ad?

"That's not right? I clearly remember that Shelagh's job postings were all over the place two days ago."

Luther shook the ashes of Bolivar's imported cigars, his head full of question marks.

The secretary standing beside him pursed his lips, hesitating to speak, and after organizing his words, he said in a less direct and euphemistic way:

"The charity you supported two days ago organized a volunteer event, and the volunteers did a great job."

"What do you mean?" Luther was stunned.

The secretary smiled awkwardly, opened the tablet in her arms, searched for the charity organization's page, and handed it to Luther.

Luther took the tablet suspiciously and saw a line of eye-catching large words.

"The Magnus Charity Foundation recently organized a street cleaning campaign, which was a great success. Residents applauded: the exaggerated and funny fraudulent advertisements that suddenly appeared like psoriasis were finally cleared away!"

The accompanying picture is a crumpled recruitment notice.

[Kjerag government civil servants are being recruited! ]

Luther pursed his lips, put down the tablet, put his hand to his mouth awkwardly, and coughed to cover up his inner discomfort.

"As you can see, their ads are not running."

The secretary pushed up his glasses, not knowing how to describe it, so he said truthfully,

"If the state government had not intervened out of consideration for you, the advertising company that distributed and posted these flyers would have suffered more than just a loss of money."

Luther finally couldn't help but covered his mouth and forced himself to hold back his laughter for a while.

Well, how should I put it.

In Colombia, the government and capital are in the same boat most of the time. Only in very rare cases - almost always when there is an irreconcilable conflict of interest (unequal distribution of spoils) or the impact of public opinion is too bad (the company is not clean enough), will the government impose fines, confiscations and other punishments on the company.

It is impossible for that advertising company to affect the Colombian government's civil service recruitment by posting a recruitment advertisement for Kjerag. However, the government's fine on them can only mean one thing - the psoriasis advertisement is indeed deeply hated by people!

Ernst was also very puzzled by this. He had done the same thing to Victoria and Casimir, so why didn't this happen in other places?

But on second thought, he understood.

It’s not that Victoria and Casimir didn’t have problems, it’s just that they weren’t as intense.

Just look at the two girls I recruited. One is a suspected noble lady whose family fell into poverty and hid her identity, and I tricked her into joining me. The other was hunted by the Wuzhou League and had nowhere to go, and I happened to rescue her and she joined me. There is not a single one who was recruited properly!

Although I don't mean to discriminate against Vina and Hintlaya, to some extent, Kjerag's weird advertisement can recruit such a hardcore ruthless person, which can be regarded as a match made in heaven. He is really a treasure and a lucky find!

Therefore, in order to recruit some qualified, or at least legal, talents this time, Ernst had no choice but to make this request to Luther.

To put it in a more understandable way, Ernst doesn't want to spend his life betting to draw the SSR anymore, he wants to get the guaranteed minimum.

"Oh, I've never heard of such a thing."

After finally holding back his laughter, Luther shook his head and ordered,

"Okay, go and send a commission to a few headhunting companies in the name of Magnus Bank and the Kjerag government. And by the way, prepare to hold a small-scale job fair."

"As for the location...let's choose Trimont."

The secretary nodded: "Is it because there are many high-tech talents there?"

Luther shook his head: "Of course not."

He smiled and said, “Because there are so many universities there.”

After saying this, he and his secretary smiled at each other, and said in unison: "It has to be a college student!"

PS: Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!

Because I'm at home today, there will be fewer updates. It will be back to normal tomorrow.

Chapter 36 Bringing the Gift to Kjerag

Tremont, Columbia.

The city of science and innovation has the largest number of higher education schools and scientific research companies in Columbia and even in Terra, so it is also known as the "Academy City".

Unfortunately, there is no LV classification in this academy city, and there is no Miss Railgun from the East that can make Chen Rui's eyes light up.

Here there are only abundant resources of university animals whose maturity speed is comparable to that of leeks, or even faster.

Joyce Moore is one of this year's graduates.

Generally speaking, as a senior talent in the IT data industry, Joyce generally faces two options in her career.

First, you can join a small technology company and work as a programmer for three to five years, and then be sent back to society by unscrupulous capitalists with neck, shoulder, waist and leg diseases, and watch your position being taken over by a new batch of mature leeks.

Second, with dreams in mind, I would try to get into those well-known large companies in Tremont, win a few places in the internal competition battlefield comparable to the imperial examinations in the Great Yan Dynasty, and become a glorious employee of a large company. After working peacefully for a few years, I started to plan my own projects with injuries and illnesses, and decided whether my life would reach the peak or fall to the bottom.

Anyone with a discerning eye can probably tell which one to choose, right?

That's right! As long as college students open the books, big companies can make real profits. On the contrary, if they don't think this way, it won't be so easy for big companies to lower prices!

It's not that no one saw that this was an open conspiracy, but no one could do anything about it. This is the status quo of society, and the status quo will not change because of one person's awakening. When you and your roommate say you won't get involved and go to a small company to eat and wait for death, maybe your roommate is secretly happy.

Stupid, if you don't roll up your sleeves, there are plenty of people who will. I'll take your spot!

He might even treat you to a nice meal to show off the pure but cheap morality of college students who have not been polluted by society.

Joyce was the same, and when she graduated, many of her classmates invited her to dinner. At that time, almost no graduates in the entire computer department did not send an invitation to Joyce.

This is not because Joyce and every classmate are good brothers and sisters sharing the same bunk beds.

It was because Joyce, who was one of the best students in her grade, fell ill.

The most unsolvable and terrifying disease - oripathy.

There is no cure, and modern medical methods can only be used to slow down the spread of the disease. It is highly contagious, and if the bodies of patients with mineral poisoning are not handled in time after death, they will explode, turning the surrounding area into a high-risk contaminated area. The disease is extremely painful and is accompanied by various unpredictable complications - such as Joyce Moore's complications.

The disease almost made Joyce lose her competitiveness in the job market.

In addition to the usual symptoms of oripathy such as drowsiness, intermittent lethargy, and fever, the impact of the oripathy on her brain stem seriously damaged her basic neural signal transmission. The specific manifestation is that Joyce Moore occasionally reacts slowly and unresponsively, and suddenly loses focus during a conversation.

Ahem, don’t think about it. The situation you experienced during class is definitely not caused by oripathy!

In short, these symptoms, which were complex enough that the complication was named after Joyce Moore, also became the biggest obstacle in her job search, almost depriving her of the right to choose.

The reason is simple. Even in Colombia, where policies towards people infected with mineralogy are relaxed, few serious large technology companies are willing to accept people with mineralogy as employees. No technology company will recruit a scholar with functional brain disorders.

Joyce Moore sent her resume to many companies, including Beach Umbrella, Weiland, Arasaka... but without exception, her resume either fell into the sea or was clearly returned with a disguised cordial and indifferent blessing.

"We are very happy that you have chosen our company, but after our assessment, we have determined that you do not currently meet our employment standards. We have included you in our talent pool. If there is a suitable position in the future, we will send you an email. I wish you a bright future."

Joyce Moore recited these words silently in her mind, and the HR in front of her repeated them exactly, as if Joyce, the teacher, was supervising the students to recite the text.

I memorized it very well, without any problems.

Joyce thought so, and because there was no reason to criticize or reject her, she could only purse her lips. A look of helplessness and loss appeared in her light golden eyes. She nodded lightly and walked out of the interview room.

After walking out of the building, Joyce skillfully deleted another company from the memo on her mobile phone. She looked at the last company on the list, Rhine Life, and fell into a long silence.

Even in the star-studded city of Tremont, Rhine Life can be said to be the most dazzling one among the countless rising stars.

This company, founded in 1085, has been favored by many super capitals in Colombia, including the Melander Foundation, thanks to the outstanding talents and stunning background of its founding team. In just a few years, it has grown into a giant enterprise with nine major departments and scientific research fields covering bioengineering to architecture.

Although Joyce Moore was optimistic and brave enough and never belittled herself, she had to admit that even if she was not sick, wanting to enter Rhine Life would be a luxury that she could not even say out loud.

Not to mention, she is still a patient now.