Xia Ren had just arrived in the barren suburbs of Nanzhou for less than two hours, and he had been in Dongzhou before and had never seen the scenery of other states.

Now he has seen it.

Honestly, it can't feel bad anymore.

As soon as I got off the plane, what greeted him was a rolling heat wave, the air was filled with the smell of asphalt and wind and sand, and it was extremely dry.

It was fine when I was at the airport. When I walked outside, I saw almost all the messy streets, simple buildings, and of course there were luxurious places, but those magnificent mansions were like shiny diamond rings in a pile of garbage, which looked full of contradictions.

The poor are very poor, and the rich are very rich. This is Xia Ren's first impression of this city called Coles.

Although it was November, Dongzhou had already started winter and had even had a few snowfalls. In this area of ​​Nanzhou, the temperature was still over 30 degrees. There was no wind or heat. The road was covered with dust. Whenever a vehicle passed by, it could roll up a large area of ​​dust.

Xia Ren has never seen the trees planted on both sides of the road, so he can't call them the name. However, it is not as lush as the trees in Dongzhou. The trunks here are generally bare, and a few branches and leaves grow at the top of the canopy. There is no need to think about standing under the shade of the tree to cool off. It is no different from standing under the sun. The air humidity here is very low, and with such a high temperature, unless people who live in the local area for a long time have adapted to this environment, they may not be able to replenish water for three hours.

This city of Coles and Sand City is close to each other, less than 100 kilometers away from the Moka Desert. From here, you should be able to avoid a large number of enemies.

Yi Zhiyu first took Xia Ren and the others to Youqian Shopping Mall to buy a few clothes with local characteristics, then bought a few bottles of Youqian brand mineral water at the Youqian chain supermarket on the side of the road, and then went to Youqian Passenger Transportation Company and bought a few bus tickets.

Before long, the display screen hanging on the waiting room wall showed that they could get on the bus.

So the three of them got on the bus with the Youqian Media advertisement printed on it.

"2G, 44HZ professional-grade screen... We don't just make mobile phones, we understand you better... Rich people, rich people, the more they use, the more they use... Rich mobile phones."

Looking at the mobile phone with money on the car TV, Xia Ren finally couldn't help it and asked Yi Zhiyu next to him: "Doesn't there any serious name for the products in Nanzhou? Or am I affected by the containment items? What product names are all the words "Money?"

"Just get used to it."

Yi Zhiyu was not surprised by this and said, "The things we saw along the way were all produced by companies under Youqian Group, and you read that right."

"ha?"

After hearing this explanation, Xia Ren felt even more confused.

“What about other companies?”

"Youqian Group has a big family and a big business. It can be profitable in the early stage, and even lose money and use preferential products to seize the market. Anyway, other projects make money, but if those small companies do this, they will go bankrupt every minute, so they are quickly squeezed out, and slowly the only one in Youqian Group will be the dominant, forming a monopoly."

"But after monopoly, it's just harvesting. The capital that has grown to this point can seriously affect and even directly influence the lives of the people. Does the parliament of the alliance government care about it?"

"If it's bad, of course you have to worry about it, but the rich group is not bad."

Yi Zhiyu glanced out the window and said, "Did you see any robbery or other crimes along the way?"

Xia Ren shook his head, no.

"Three months ago, this place was controlled by another consortium. At that time, Coles City was a paradise for crime. Half of the citizens had no jobs, and even the difficulty of maintaining their survival. Those who could not survive became evil people. They were on the streets all day long, and robberies occurred every day. Prostitutes and clients sold silver in broad daylight. On average, one person disappeared every five hours. Gambling halls and bars were everywhere. That was the real monopoly. The parliament could not solve the employment problem for the people, so it could only compromise with the consortium, which led to the worsening of the situation."

"Originally, the city of Coles was poor and difficult to manage. However, the majority of the council members who originally occupied the city's top leaders suddenly stepped down amid the previous few months. Then the Youqian Group moved in with its mature industrial chain and management experience, which injected fresh vitality into the city in a short period of time. Although the people are still poor now, at least they have a way out and can see hope for the future."

Xia Ren opened his mouth.

Although I have heard that some areas of Nanzhou are relatively chaotic, especially Shengtiandu, the city of Coles does not belong to Shengtiandu, but Sophielidu, and I didn't expect it to be so dark.

He couldn't help but wonder: "The foundation headquarters is so close to here, can't you interfere? Although Youqian Group looks good now, no one can guarantee when it will reveal its fangs and start sucking blood."

"Unless necessary circumstances, the foundation will not interfere in politics. And capital without a right to speak is good capital, and a rich group is the kind of person who has no right to speak."

Yi Zhiyu continued: "This is a bit complicated. I heard that Youqian Group is also a foundation industry. I had a rough understanding of it when I was promoted to S-level, but I was not very clear about it."

The foundation's industry?

Xia Ren remembered a figure that was firmly tied to the word money.

"Do you know Zhu has money? He seems to have some connection with the foundation."

Yi Zhiyu recalled and denied: "I haven't heard of this name, but the name is the same as Youqian Group. Maybe there is this person in the foundation, but our organization is too large and there are many people. Even as an S-level member, I have never seen many other S-level members."

"Okay."

Xia Ren will not ask more questions.

The bus they took was quite new, but after being destroyed by wind, sand and scorching weather, the appearance still looks quite old.

Most of the passengers on the bus are local, and their skin looks a little dark due to sufficient sunlight. Although Xia Ren and the other three were wearing local clothes, the difference in skin tones was a bit obvious, which could still be seen at a glance.

A woman was holding the child and sitting in the seat in front of Xia Ren. The child was leaning on the back of the chair with both hands and looking at Xia Ren with clear eyes, full of curiosity.

Xia Ren thought it was fun, so he planned to tease him with a funny expression, but was seen by the child's mother.

The next reaction was beyond Xia Ren's expectations. After seeing Xia Ren's appearance, the woman hurriedly hugged the child in her arms, lowered her head, and kept apologizing to Xia Ren, begging for his forgiveness. The child was ignorant and had an extremely humble attitude.

Xia Ren was also startled by the other party's reaction and quickly said that it was okay, but the woman obviously had concerns. After a while, she took the initiative to go to the driver in front and said, and got off the bus directly in the Gobi Desert filled with heat.

Xia Ren knew that it was because of his own reasons and wanted to stop him, but was held down by Yi Zhiyu.

"There is a small town nearby, and no one can die."

He put his hands on his chest and said, "The reason why that woman reacted so much is because of our skin color and behavior, which is obviously pampered. This skin color usually represents power nearby."

"But even this is not the case, right?"

Do ordinary people need to be so afraid of rich people?

Xia Ren asked himself that even if you drive a top luxury car, you still have to wait for the red light. No one will be so awesome to you just because you have money. At most, you can give you more respect.

Why did the rich people become like tigers when they get here, and everyone stays away from them?

"If you live here for two more days, you'll probably understand."

Yi Zhiyu did not explain too much to him.

Although the Supreme Alliance government has been unified, local government affairs are still far beyond reach. Due to historical reasons and the influence of local culture over the years, not all places can maintain civilization like most areas, and the strong prey on the weak is more intuitively reflected in these chaotic gray areas.

The sun gradually moved westward, and it was five o'clock in the afternoon. The temperature finally started to cool down a little, and the breeze blew on my body, which was a little comfortable.

The bus was about to arrive at a small town closest to the Moka Desert. The passengers on the bus had almost finished getting off, leaving only the driver and a few passengers.

However, at the intersection ahead, a temporary level suddenly appeared, and the bus had to stop in front of the level.

"examine!"

Several men in superintendent uniforms walked into the car and led a man in his thirties to scan and walked straight towards Xia Ren.

"May I ask, are you going to the headquarters?"

The man with a buzz cut walked up to Yi Zhiyu, immediately changed into a respectful expression, and took out his ID: "I am an A-level investigator, responsible for answering you."

Yi Zhiyu didn't say anything, reached out to take his ID, took a brief look, and handed it back: "It's true."

The man with a buzz cut showed a smile on his face: "Then it's not too late..."

"puff!"

His smile froze and he lowered his head in disbelief.

Yi Zhiyu's hand was inserted into his chest, crushing his heart.

"Sorry, I hate traitors the most."
Chapter completed!