Armor: I can only summon the general

"Are the company's interests really more important than my life?"

Looking at the train going away, Xiao Song couldn't help but ask himself. At this time, he was even more conflicted. An Mixiu's words kept echoing in his mind, making him compare the two options again and again.

Just like that, Xiao Song walked out of the train station in a daze and looked at the blue sky above his head. He was so confused that he didn't know where to go.

At this moment, a voice came from the side.

"Young man, young man..."

Xiao Song was woken up by the sound. He came back to his senses and looked towards the source of the sound. He saw the taxi he had taken before, and it was the old driver who called him.

He walked over, opened the door and got into the passenger seat.

"How's it going, young man, have you found your friend?"

"Found it, let's go, master, go to my house first, and I'll get you money."

"Okay, young man, please fasten your seat belt first. The seat belt is a good thing. It seems useless at ordinary times. Only it can save you if something goes wrong."

The old driver reminded Xiao Song to fasten his seat belt while igniting the ignition. Xiao Song also buckled the seat belt at his reminder, and then the old driver put down the handbrake and stepped on the accelerator to hit the road.

While walking on the road, Xiao Song still looked depressed. The old driver glanced at him and then turned on the radio in the car. A burst of cheerful music sounded, which relieved the depressing atmosphere in the car.

Along with the sound of music, Xiao Song's mood gradually improved.

"Master, do you think the company's interests are more important? Or people's lives?"

Xiao Song looked at the scenery outside the car window and asked softly.

The old driver was stunned for a moment, glanced at Xiao Song and then laughed. Xiao Song couldn't help but turn his head and look at him.

"why are you laughing?"

"Haha, young man, in the eyes of a car guy like me, human life is a big deal. As long as no one is killed while this car is on the road, everything is a trivial matter.

As for the company's interests, they are important or not. Only when the company makes money can I make money. But no matter what, human life is more important than interests. The company's interests are important, but compared with human lives, they are not important. "

The old driver kept smiling. After listening to his words, Xiao Song also understood a little bit, well, just a little bit.

Although it is said that human life is greater than heaven, other people's life is life, and your own life is also life. Life and death are big things, and food, rice, oil and salt are not trivial matters. If you can't live a good life yourself, how can you care about others.

Aren’t the company’s interests important? He is just a part-time worker, and his own interests are tied to the company. If he writes good articles and sells more magazines, the company will be profitable and can give him more bonuses and commissions. Success and fame.

Now let’s talk about it, aren’t the company’s interests important? In other words, aren’t your own interests important?

"Ah~~"

Xiao Song let out a long sigh, and felt conflicted again. He couldn't make money, and his life was threatened. He couldn't do it either, so what should he do? Is it possible to change to a city life like An Mixiu?

A few minutes later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of Xiaosong's community. He asked the old driver to wait for a while, went up to get the money, and got off immediately. The old driver just smiled and nodded, and said nothing again.

Xiao Song turned around and went upstairs to get his wallet and then came back down. He walked to the window of the old driver's car and took out a big ticket from his wallet.

"Master, I'm sorry to trouble you today. I've delayed you for so long. Just take it. There's no need to look for it."

"Hey, you young man, who do you think I am? These trips won't cost much in gas, and they're not worth your red card. Why don't you get another one?"

The old driver refused repeatedly, and Xiao Song didn't say much. He just put the money on the car seat and turned around and left. The old driver quickly took the money and chased after him, but Xiao Song disappeared as soon as he entered the community.

After looking around, he reluctantly accepted the hundred-dollar bill.

"Hey, this young man~"

The old driver smiled and shook his head, turned around, walked back to the car, and continued to drive to solicit customers. With this hundred yuan, he could collect the car earlier today.

After Xiao Song returned home, he quickly exported the audio file from the recorder and sent it to Liao Bei, and then called him to inform him.

The phone rang for a while and was about to hang up automatically. Xiao Song was about to hang up and call again. As soon as he put the phone down, the call was connected again.

"Hello? Is this Xiaosong? Have you finished the work I asked you to do?"

Liao Bei's low voice came out, and Xiao Song quickly replied.

"Editor, I have already done all the things you arranged. I have sent you the recording file. Can you take a look..."

"Okay, as long as you do it, I have something else to do, that's it."

"Old editor, you... hello? Hello! Old editor?"

Xiaosong took out the phone and took a look. The screen showed that the call had ended. He wanted to ask his old editor An Mixiu about it, but he hung up.

He put down the phone and sighed, his eyes drifting out of the window, continuing to think about the problem he had been thinking about in the car before.

In the headquarters of Batiankan, Liao Bei was informed by the leader's secretary that he was going to see the leader. He was still thinking about how to respond to the leader's questions, but in the blink of an eye, he received another resignation letter from An Mixiu.

He quickly asked Xiao Song to find out the reason for An Mixiu's resignation, while he hid in the company's toilet. He was afraid that his boss would ask about An Mixiu, so he could only hide first and wait for news from Xiao Song. Then he went to see the leader.

After sitting on the company toilet for a long time, Liao Bei carefully walked out and took a look back at his desk. He happened to bump into Xiao Song calling him again. He hurried up to answer the call. As a result, Xiao Song forgot everything he had arranged. When it was done, he was so happy.

This time Liao Bei felt confident to go see the leader. Although he didn't have much confidence, he at least had an explanation.

After a while, Liao Bei stood respectfully in front of the leader's office and knocked gently on the door.

"Come in."

The leader's voice came from inside. He quickly walked in with his waist hunched over, then turned around and closed the door for the leader.

"Leader, are you looking for me?"

"Hey, Xiao Liao is here, come on, come and sit."

The leader waved to Liao Bei and patted the armrest of the seat next to him. Liao Bei immediately walked over knowingly and gently sat down next to the leader. He didn't even dare to sit down with his buttocks, so he only dared to lean on him a little.

The leader looked at him with a smile, lowered his head and poured him a cup of tea, picked up the teacup and gently placed it in front of Liao Bei.

"Come on, Xiao Liao, try the new Pu'er I bought. It tastes good. Take a sip when you have nothing to do. It can relieve stress appropriately. Haha, come and try it."

Liao Bei first glanced at the leader's expression, then picked up the tea cup on the table with trembling hands, put it under his nose, smelled it, took another sip, and finally drank it all, not daring to drink again from beginning to end. Looking at the leader, he looks restrained and humble.