Many people will encounter some problems when applying for certain jobs, and the employer will raise a question that may involve discrimination - city people or country people.

There have been complaints about these problems and have caused heated discussions in the society many times, and some relevant measures have been formulated in the law to target such discriminatory behavior, but there are still many companies that ask such questions when recruiting people.

Is this a form of discrimination?

Is it reluctant to recruit a worker from the countryside just because the worker is from the countryside?

In fact, it is not the case, for the capitalists, where the workers come from has no direct relationship with the exploitation of their labor power, even if these workers come from outer space, as long as they are placed in the working class, there is no way to stop the oppression of the subjective needs of the capitalists.

What really makes the city and the countryside antagonistic words comes from the conscious behavior, the conscious behavior of the urban people and the conscious behavior of the rural people.

There are also people who say that they can't see the difference between the two, but that they don't just exist, they are very big.

In this era of great changes in society, every day of the city is a new change, new technological products are born, new laws and regulations are established, and more new things are constantly washing people's understanding of the world.

But in the countryside, the slow pace and the distance from the city center make the changes in the countryside often on a quarterly or annual basis, and they know less and slower about new things than city people, which also means that when there are some unexpected situations, it is difficult for them to react and deal with them correctly.

The situation encountered by the little secretary at this time is actually somewhat similar to the situation encountered by Alyssa back then, which is also related to her vital interests and safety, and she is also facing the choice of fate at a certain moment.

Both of them share similar backgrounds — Alyssa's father is a government official, the director of the transportation bureau, and the junior secretary works in the heart of politics.

They all come from middle-class families, and they should never doubt the price of an apartment in the imperial capital, which is not something that a girl in her twenties who has been working for less than ten years can afford, just like the villas in Oak Bay have risen to more than 3.8 million, and villas of the same size in other cities may only be 3.5 million.

So their choice was almost the same, and the subconscious little secretary grabbed the phone and dialed the phone of Du Lin's residence in the imperial capital.

She remembered these numbers, and as the secretary on duty in the office outside the door of the new party leader, she had to keep in mind the names, personalities, characteristics, and recent trips of everyone in the new leadership, including their phone numbers.

The phone rang three times and then it was connected, and Durin himself answered, "Help me, I live in ......"

She didn't know if Doolin would save her, she didn't even know if the people outside were Doolin's people, but at this moment, the police call was useless, the doorman of the apartment didn't seem interested in meddling in things, and the surrounding tenants were even less likely to meddle in such a thing, and there was only one person she could call for help and had enough ability to save her, and that was Doolin.

Durin never disappoints, and he told the girl for a moment to protect herself, hide herself, and count to a hundred.

The little secretary did as Mu Lin asked, and she ran into the bedroom as fast as she could, pushing everything she could move behind the door.

A girl who had never shown a special gift for strength was like a divine help at this moment, even a heavy bed or wardrobe could be easily pushed by her.

In the process, the police outside the door began to violently break down the door after a warning, according to the police, the caller did not show up, in order to avoid accidents, they have the right to forcibly enter the room to check whether the life of the caller has been threatened, whether he needs help.

The little secretary was about to cry, and while wiping her tears, she held her head in her hands, buried her head between her knees, and began to count down according to her purpose.

Hundred......

Ninety-nine......

Ninety-Eight ......

The slamming of the door outside suddenly stopped with a loud bang that even the walls shook a few times, and the sound of leather shoes kicking closer and closer was obviously more than two people, there were three people outside!

The bachelor apartment is not too big, with one bedroom, a simple living room where you can cook food and a place to wash up, and all that is left is the bedroom.

There was a knock on the bedroom door, and the voice of the previous policeman came from outside the door, "Madam, please open the door, we are police, you can completely trust us......"

The little secretary covered her ears and continued to count down in horror, as if there was a magical magic to these ever-changing numbers, giving her a great power that she couldn't even believe in, like ...... As soon as she counts the last number, all the terrible things will end.

The police outside the door began to pound on the bedroom door again, and the slamming sound of the door and the intensity of the shaking behind it intensified, which made the tears that the little secretary had just wiped out again.

She could even see a crack in the door, and a somewhat embarrassed policeman outside the door gasped, staring at him with a cold gaze through the crack in the door less than an inch wide, and then kept banging his shoulder against the wooden door.

The furniture behind the door plays a big role, and the small space makes these furniture very reasonable use, they block the door tightly, but this does not mean that the door cannot be opened.

The policeman paused for a moment, then began to smash the door panel with a baton, which was already somewhat twisted and deformed, and soon there was a different twisting sound from before, and in some dull cracking sound, the door panel was smashed through.

The police outside the door no longer persuaded the little secretary to open the door, but stared at her while pushing or lifting the furniture behind the door to make more room for the door to open the door.

The girl burst into tears, she couldn't even count down, her lips trembled and she lost control, and her brain couldn't hold anything more than fear of pain and death.

Seeing that the aggravation behind the door was cleared, the policeman sucked his stomach and began to squeeze inside, and the girl seemed to remember something, and she looked around for something that could be used to stop the police from entering.

Table lamps, hangers, but not very well.

The policeman finally squeezed in, he grabbed the little secretary's hair and tore it hard, with a hideous and twisted expression on his face that seemed to enjoy the fear on the girl's face very much, "You should open the door, ma'am!"

His other hand suddenly touched the little secretary's waist, and slowly groped upward, and the girl was trembling all over, because of fear, there was something else.

Her lips moved slightly, and the policeman was a little curious, and asked with a cruel smile, "What are you talking about?"

"Nine ......"

"Eight ......"

"Seven, please, hurry up!"

"Six ......"

"Count?", the policeman laughed, and the other hand continued upward, "Counting is a good way, we have time to play this game tonight......"

When he had finished speaking, the girl counted the last number.

He was about to say something more when suddenly several gunshots rang out in his ears, and when he looked back at the door, a gun was already aimed at his head.

Burst...... Poof!

The back of the little secretary's head was suddenly opened by something, and a stream of heat and something viscous sprayed her face, and her whole body shook violently, and she stood in place stupidly, as if she was ...... Lost all consciousness.

The policeman's body lost its strength and soon collapsed to the ground, and his dumping also pushed the little secretary to fall to the ground, as if the pain in her buttocks made her come back to her senses somewhat, and the man outside the door also squeezed in.

He cleared the furniture behind the door, grabbed the girl's arm and dragged her off the ground, pulling her outside.

"The boss asked me to arrive in a hundred seconds, and I hope I'm not late. The man with a grim face dragged the girl to run wildly down the aisle, and the girl was dragged like a marionette without the slightest initiative.

This sentence seemed to have some magical power, and after saying that, the girl's eyes suddenly became focused, and she began to run subjectively, accelerated, and asked, "A hundred seconds......

The man replied without looking back, "A hundred seconds......

The two quickly got downstairs and got into the car and left, and missed a few police cars with flashing lights on the way, and the girl looked back from the rear window, and they turned at the second intersection, which was where they lived.

Compared to the helplessness just now, she feels much better now, but also a little tired.

Fifteen minutes later, she came to a villa, and in the hall she saw Durin, which made her suddenly and inexplicably relaxed.

As soon as she wanted to express her gratitude, Durin covered his nose a little and got out of the way, he beckoned and called a girl, "Take her to rinse, she smells of sweat and ......", he didn't say, but everyone knew what it smelled like.

The little secretary was eager to cut off his face and throw it away, it was too embarrassing, his chin was tightly tucked in his chest, and he went to the bathroom with another girl.

After carefully grooming and changing into new clothes, she reappeared in front of Durin with no strange smell on her body, only a clear scent of flowers.

"Thank you!"

These were the first words the little secretary said after he was in a stable mood tonight, and he thanked Durin for saving her.

Durin smiled and responded, just looking at the girl.

He held a wine glass in his hand, his thumb and forefinger pinched the rim of the glass, his little finger held the bottom of the glass, and the wine glass kept rotating between his palms, which he seemed to be a little embarrassed to look at, and the girl looked elsewhere.

The luxurious decoration and furnishings are not much different from other villas in the central city of the imperial capital, and some of the antiques and works of art displayed here can be sold for tens of thousands or even more expensive if you take one out of the way.

Wealth has long since lost the meaning it should have for people like Doolin, and even the concept of wealth has been blurred.

"Tonight's events don't just happen once!", two or three minutes later, Durin said this, attracting the girl's attention and making her heart pound twice.

Seeing that Durin didn't seem to have any more meaning to explain, the girl whose head had passed away at this time couldn't help but open her mouth and ask, "Why?"

If she had been at other times, she might have guessed, but she had just been frightened, and her mind was so unsettled that she didn't have enough attention for her to think.

Durin shrugged his shoulders and crossed his legs, he took a sip of his wine and placed the cup on the coaster on the coffee table, "Because if they catch you, those enemies of mine will have a weapon against me." ”

The simple explanation immediately made the girl realize that what Durin said was not wrong at all, if she had been threatened and hurt enough, she did not make sure that she could guarantee that she would be able to tell the truth, and Durin had not threatened her much before, she had lied.

In order to be less painful, less painful, not to suffer more harm or even death because of it, she will definitely compromise, and then she will tell a lot of testimony against Durin.

This made her shudder, she had already thought of the more serious consequences, and secretly glanced at Durin, she felt that if she was really coerced into committing perjury to accuse Dulin (?), Doolin would definitely not let herself go.

The more she thought about it, the more confused her brain became, and she couldn't find a suitable solution for a while, so she could only look at Du Lin with a blank eye, "What should I do?"

Durin stood up with a smile, walked to the bar and got a new wine glass, brought a bottle of wine, he poured some wine for the girl, "It's simple, let those who want to frame me don't have the time and energy to do so, and after this time, you will be safe." ”

He pushed the poured wine in front of the girl, who hesitated with both hands, took a big sip, and her face turned red with a sip.

Durin stretched out his index finger and slid it lightly on the girl's face, and the girl did not dare to dodge, her face was red as if she could spurt blood through a small incision.

"I like your freckles, it makes people feel close to ......", he smiled, "so so that we don't get bothered by those people, we need to let people know the truth about something......", he picked up the wine glass and touched it with the one the girl was holding, "Let people know the truth about Mr. Bowers falling downstairs!"

The girl suddenly looked at Durin with wide eyes, she didn't believe that Durin would tell the truth, but if he didn't tell the truth, then the so-called truth might .......

The girl shuddered again, and thus deeply realized the horror at the heart of the political maelstrom, the oppression, the murder, and even the framing of the most ugly things, here like the air, surrounded people, and people have long been accustomed to it.

Du Lin looked at the girl and nodded again and again, very satisfied, he raised his hand and pointed at the girl, someone on the side brought paper and pen, he looked at the girl and said, "I said, you remember, and then memorize it!"