People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 463 Markovitz: I’m so angry. I got promoted without doing anything.

As the door of the conference room was opened, Markowitz and McGee turned around and were stunned by the scene.

The directors who were once high and mighty all gathered around Qi Yan, with a look of admiration and even some flattery on their faces.

If they had not just surrounded Qi Yan without serving him tea or water or massaging his back and shoulders, the two of them would have almost suspected that the entire board of directors had been recruited by Qi Yan as his lackeys.

"Ah, go away, you guys."

Faced with this honor that would make everyone in Casimir drop their jaws, Qi Yan himself looked disgusted.

He stood up, waved away the directors around him, and walked out of the room with his hands behind his back:

"Please take note of the knowledge points I have told you and review them slowly when you go back. I will check them later when I find a time."

"Okay, Mr. Qi Yan, take care!"

"Mr. Qi Yan, I promise to absorb these knowledge points seriously, and you will be Casimir's hero!"

"Mr. Qi Yan, let me take you there!"

Markowitz and McGee looked at each other, almost suspecting that they were under an illusion.

Qi Yan flicked his hair and waved his hand to refuse:

"Get out of here, Xiao Ma and I were having a good chat and I'm going to have dinner with him later.

If you have anything to do, please report to Xiao Ma when he is free, and then Xiao Ma will tell me. "

Markowitz gasped.

The eyes of the directors around him looked at Markowitz differently.

Markowitz pointed at himself and looked at McGee beside him in disbelief:

"I got promoted again?"

McGee: “…”

At this moment, McGee felt so jealous that his body was about to break apart.

It’s not that I care whether Markowitz gets promoted or not, but this guy has such ridiculous luck!

In McKee's recollection, Markowitz was either meeting a noble person or on his way to meeting a noble person.

We are all human, so why is there such a big difference in luck?

Is it because I was reincarnated directly into a family of truly top entrepreneurs in Casimir, with a father who does big business in Colombia, that all my luck has been used up?

As McGee thought about it, he suddenly calmed down.

……

……

At night, the doctor put down the terminal and began to deal with the work that had piled up for the day.

At this time, Li suddenly knocked on the door and came in: "Doctor, Mr. Markowitz came to visit unexpectedly."

"Let him in."

After a while, Markowitz followed Li into the room with ease and sat opposite the doctor.

He did not feel that their relationship had become estranged because of the sharp confrontation they had last had with the Doctor.

Markowitz sometimes feels that friendship is too strange.

It is obvious that he and the Doctor are in different camps and even have different views on many things, but he trusts the Doctor very much and likes to chat with him.

But today, he didn't come to chat with the doctor, but to inform on someone.

"Doctor, Qi Yan has betrayed us." Markowitz said seriously.

"Oh."

Markowitz smiled bitterly.

He emphasized his tone and said seriously:

“This time it’s really not a joke, Qi Yan not only joined the federation, he even held a meeting for the directors.

I asked Qi Yan about the content of the meeting afterwards, and he told me... It was horrible, and I still feel cold all over when I recall Qi Yan's actions now."

"What did he do?" the doctor asked in amazement. "Did he propose to tie up all the citizens of Casimir, whether they are infected or not, and dig Originium for him as snacks?"

Markowitz choked.

He seemed to suddenly understand why Qi Yan and the doctor could become friends.

The brain circuits of these two people are not ordinary people!

"Kind of like that, but a little more obscure..."

Markowitz began to narrate what Qi Yan had told him with a sad face.

After listening for a while, the doctor's face under the mask became gloomy, and he suddenly raised his hand to interrupt Markowitz.

Markowitz was a little excited:

"Doctor, you finally realize how horrible Qi Yan's move is!"

"No, wait a minute." The doctor shook his head. "The White Dog's fantastic ideas are too classic. I'm going to call Amiya over to let her listen to them. It will be very helpful for her education."

Markowitz: "..."

After a while, Amiya received the message and trotted into the room.

Looking at the two people, one big and one small, staring at him eagerly across the sofa, with Amiya even holding a small pink notebook in her hand, Markowitz's mouth twitched a little.

But in the end he still repeated all of Qi Yan's operations from the beginning.

After the speech, Markowitz wanted to hear the doctor's opinion, but unfortunately he was no longer useful and was driven away by the doctor on the spot.

Markowitz stood at the brightly lit hotel door, and he was still a little unresponsive.

In the room, the doctor leaned on the sofa, crossed his legs and commented:

"White-Haired Dog's ideas are really amazing. They form a system of their own and fit in perfectly with Casimir's environment at first glance. I really don't know where he copied them from."

"Why couldn't Mr. Qi Yan have come up with this idea himself?" Amiya immediately spoke up for Qi Yan.

"Because it's too rigid." The doctor chuckled, "If this system is built, the effect will indeed be very tempting, but if you resist the temptation and think calmly, you will find that the details are different from Casimir, and even the economic and cultural environment of this land.

If the businessmen from the Federation really follow Qi Yan's ideas, I predict that within ten years, Casimir's economy will collapse.

Even if it barely avoids collapse, there are too many unstable factors in this land. Without the mutual restraint between the infected and non-infected, any strong man who comes out and raises his arms and shouts can gather a team to rush those merchants. "

"In other words... Mr. Qi Yan's strategy can indeed improve the current situation of the infected?" Amiya asked tentatively.

The doctor nodded: "Of course, at that time, there will be no more 'infected' on this land, because everyone is 'infected'."

Amiya shrank her neck, obviously frightened.

The doctor hadn't finished speaking yet.

He picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and sighed contentedly:

"Luckily Markowitz came and told me, otherwise my actions and the White-Haired Dog's actions would have combined inexplicably, and Casimir might have been killed with this combination of punches."

Amiya held her pink notebook and said thankfully:

"Thank goodness for Mr. Markowitz."

"Even if Markovitz wasn't there, Qi Yan would have found Markovitz or Markovitz to be the messenger." The doctor laughed, "After all, this is Lin Guang's home. If he really messes it up, Lin Guang will chase him all the way with a sword in his left hand and a hammer in his right hand, and chop his head off."

Amiya was so amused that she covered her mouth and chuckled.

But the next second, the doctor suddenly sat up straight, stared at Amiya and said:

"The class is over. Next up is the pop quiz. Are you ready?"

Amiya's aqua blue eyes immediately widened, and she quickly held the notebook in front of her eyes, absorbing the knowledge on it quickly.

Five minutes later, she nodded vigorously to the doctor, as if she was going to the battlefield.

The doctor raised his index finger and said, "Okay then, let's listen to the first question.

Why are there infected people in this land?"

"what?"

Amiya glanced down at her notebook.

This is not a knowledge point taught in class!