Chapter 118: Unfair Treatment (9/10)

Brother Duan made a move, that's great!

So what if you work hard? So what if you are fast at programming? So what if the code is good?

I don't even need to take action, someone will rule you!

For the first time, Li Jie had a sincere understanding of his new identity. He felt that with his current identity, he was almost omnipotent.

"You can't do this! You can't do this!" The boss was so angry that his eyes were red.

They have worked so hard for so long and put in so much hard work, but this is the final result?

Think about the days and nights of reviewing before, and think about the sacrifices you made for the game. What is it for?

Where is the fairness in this world?

At that moment, even Nan Ming, who was full of love for life, was a little disappointed.

Is this the so-called black screen?

Nan Ming looked at Li Jie with deep inquiry in his eyes.

He felt that he had to check to see what this guy was up to.

All these methods are just for a small programming competition? As for?

Why?

"It's okay, it's only 6,000 yuan." Nan Ming comforted Lao Dao. If his results were followed, the second place should be rewarded with 6,000 yuan.

He just needs to find a few more bugs, it's very simple.

But where is the boss willing? He also wants to speak up, wants to protest, but who here is going to listen to them?

Originally, he came to the competition for the bonus or to vent his anger.

But at this point, how can a single bonus represent everything that has been paid?

This has long since ceased to be a battle of spirits, just because they suddenly discovered that they can also shine under the gaze of everyone, and they can also become geniuses in the eyes of everyone.

This made the boss feel his own value and feel that he is not an ordinary college student with no merits.

But the sudden blow shattered everything.

Finally, he could only accept his fate, lowered his head, covered his face, and began to cry.

Amid Li Jie's arrogant laughter, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the boss finally couldn't bear the grievance and shed tears.

Nan Ming gritted his teeth, what exactly is this feeling?

humiliation? Still not convinced?

"What kind of bastard is this! Leader, come up with a solution!" Brother Guoan couldn't stand it anymore.

"What can I do..." Uncle Guoan smiled wryly. Although the Security Bureau is good, it can't control Qingyang University.

In the stands, the audience has already started to scold their mothers, and all kinds of messy things are thrown from the stands.

"Student, don't cry." A voice came from the side, the boss wiped his eyes, and saw a few girls from "Craftsman Spirit" walking over, "My name is Zhao Hanxun, I am a junior this year, junior, you are very good , if you want to make a little money, welcome to join our craftsman spirit entrepreneurial team."

The leading senior is the one with long nails and super fast programming. She handed over a business card: "Our team is very good, welcome to call!"

He blinked as he spoke, his long eyelashes almost fanned out into a whirlwind, and the boss's face turned red.

After finishing speaking, the women's soldiers put away the cosmetics and nail polish on the table, put them in the bags, called the strong laborers who came to their own homes, put the bags around their necks, twisted their waists and left , Not giving the school face at all.

"You are not allowed to leave the arena. Leave now for retirement!" Even if the academy played shady tricks, they still had to take care of face. How could they let them leave the arena at this time?

But where do the Women's Army care about them? Anyway, they were not from the Jixin Institute, so the detachment of women hugged their own men and left in such a cool manner.

On the other competition stage, Senior Mi Qin and her boyfriend glanced at each other, and immediately packed up the pens and notebooks at hand.

"Oh, I wanted to take the bonus to buy you a mobile phone as a birthday present." Mi Qin said to her boyfriend.

Then he said to the girl next to him who made up the numbers: "I'm sorry, little sister."

"It's okay, there are so many programming competitions."

"Well, yes."

Said and left.

"Boss, let's not cry, let's go too, who cares about this kind of competition!" Nan Ming comforted Lao Dao.

The boss is also embarrassed. Is it a man who shed tears in front of everyone?

Isn't it just six thousand yuan? Nothing, nothing.

Even though he comforted himself so much, the boss was still unwilling to raise his head. He was afraid that he would lose his mind, so he rushed up to beat Li Jie.

In the stands, President Zhang shook his head, walked to the side of the host, took the microphone, and asked, "Student Nan Ming? Who is Student Nan Ming?"

Nan Ming raised his head suspiciously and looked at the rostrum.

Mr. Zhang has already recognized the person, nodded, and said, "Wait for me."

As he spoke, he prepared to leave the stands.

The school panicked and hurried over to stop it.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, you will be presenting the awards next!"

Awards? The winners are all gone, so what awards are there? Memorial award?

"I sponsored this competition mainly to increase the enthusiasm of the students for programming. I also said that I would not interfere with the selection of the competition, but I will consider whether to continue to sponsor next year." Mr. Zhang said, Turned around and left.

Nan Ming walked to the gate and stood there waiting for Mr. Zhang. Although he didn't know who Mr. Zhang was, the person on the rostrum might not be a simple person.

Seeing that the two Guoan people were still standing there, seeing that both of them looked unhappy, Nan Ming felt a little embarrassed, and said with a wry smile, "I'll show you a joke."

To be honest, I can't blame these two people for today's incident, it's just that they happened to meet at the right time.

Even without them, since Li Jie was in the way, there would still be shady scenes in the final selection.

"It's all our fault." Uncle Guoan sighed, not knowing what to say.

He started to dig out his wallet. Heartache...

"Student Nanming, do you know Mr. Zhang?" Brother Guoan asked.

"Mr. Zhang? Which Mr. Zhang?" Nan Ming really didn't know him.

"That's the one just now, the vice president of Microsoft China..." Brother Guoan looked like he saw an idol.

"Uncle, your ideological work is not done well." Nan Ming was still in the mood to joke.

"Student Nan Ming." While joking, Mr. Zhang had already strode over, stretched out his hand first, shook hands with Nan Ming, and said straight to the point: "Student Nan Ming, are you interested in studying in the United States? Are you going to work for us at Microsoft?"

"Today is really a coincidence." Nan Ming was speechless for a moment, and introduced to Mr. Zhang: "Mr. Zhang, let me introduce you. These two are Uncle Guoan and Brother Guoan who came to me to investigate overseas income."

People don't call it that name! Brother Guoan is so depressed, the idol is in front of him, but he can't go forward because of his status, do you know how painful it is?

Zhang is always a sensible person, he knows everything, smiled, and said: "No one can stop talents from pursuing better development. In terms of the software industry, you can learn more abroad, and talents have long been without borders. This is me. business card, and if you decide, call me."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the boss again, and said, "It's okay to cry when you encounter some setbacks. Would you like to come to Microsoft as an intern during the summer vacation? There will be a fee."

The two bosses were overjoyed: "Really?"

"You have my phone number." Mr. Zhang had a special status, and he didn't want to have more contact with the two Guoan, so he patted the boss on the shoulder, nodded to Nanming, and left.

The boss and Han Dong hugged and cheered together.

For anyone who is interested in the IT industry, being able to work as an intern at Microsoft is not something that can be bought for 10,000 yuan. This is simply too cool!

The two felt that they had gone from hell to heaven in one fell swoop.

"See, I'm very patriotic." Nan Ming spread his hands and said to Uncle Guo'an.

"Student Nanming, we will not interfere with your going to work in a foreign company." Uncle Guoan said dryly.

At this time, what else can he say?

What a coincidence, why did you catch up with everything?

"Don't worry, I don't intend to be a code farmer. I came to participate in the competition just to make some money. I'm short of money." Nan Ming spread his hands.

The two Guoan didn't know what to say, and they raised the money again, I am in a hurry with whoever raised the money!

After a long while, Uncle Guoan said, "Well, to express our apologies, let's send you back."

"You have to treat us to a meal anyway... Just kidding, no need, we still have something to do." Nan Ming waved his hand.

Watching Nanming and the others leave, Uncle Guoan said to himself, "Who the hell is this?"

Using Google as a cash machine, being personally recruited by the boss of a giant foreign company, winning a programming competition is like picking something out of a bag, facing injustice with indifference, and facing the national security investigation is also calm as usual.

But no matter how you look at this guy, he is probably a freshman, younger than the kid from Uncle Guoan's family.

It's really annoying to compare people to people.

"I will open a file for this kid when I go back. I have a hunch that I will see him again soon. I must pay attention to it..."

Brother Guoan was still watching Mr. Zhang's back with tears streaming down his face.

Mr. Zhang, idol, don’t leave, at least sign your name... (To be continued.)