On October 19, autumn in the south was still very hot, and a blazing sun hung high in the sky, shining white light that made people unable to open their eyes. The blazing sun burns as if it wants to melt everything in the world, and the Meteorological Bureau has already issued an orange alert for high temperatures.

The streets were quiet, and occasionally three or two pedestrians passed by, all of them hurriedly passing by the shadows cast by the parasols of the shops on both sides of the street, for fear that the blood flowing on their bodies would turn into sweat if they took a slow step.

In such a hot weather, if there is nothing to deal with urgently, people are generally willing to hide in a cool air-conditioned room to rest and not go out easily. However, on a construction site in the eastern suburbs of the city, there is still a roar of machines and people, and it is a lively and busy scene.

Most of these migrant workers living at the bottom of the city are farmers from those poor areas and have a low level of education, in order to support their families and children's education, they have to abandon their wives and children, leave their hometowns and go to the big cities to work, but because they have nothing but the strength of their two arms, they can only be reduced to these construction sites to do the hardest manual work and earn a meager wage.

In this construction site, there is a young man who is responsible for moving bricks, which is very eye-catching, and can even be described as standing out from the crowd. The young man was wearing a red hard hat, a T-shirt that could no longer be distinguished, and a pair of ripped jeans, and was diligently stacking bricks into the bucket truck.

After a long time, the young man finally loaded a truckload full of bricks, straightened up, wiped the sweat on his face with a white towel that had long been blackened by sweat and dust around his neck, and pulled up the bucket truck and walked towards a building under construction not far away.

Sweat was already soaking through his shirt, dripping down the hem of his T-shirt, leaving a long string of ellipses wherever he walked. Judging by the color of the young man's face and the skin of his bare arms, he must have been on the construction site for some time.

"Xiaojun, take a rest, don't be too tired." A middle-aged migrant worker who was pulling an empty car and walking back staggered past the young man and said to him with concern.

"No, Uncle Li, I've been here for so long, I'm used to it, and besides, I'm not a child, I can't always be taken care of by you, and I always let me rest alone." The young man known as Xiao Jun replied.

Xiaojun's full name is Zeng Jun, four years ago, because of the difference of two points, he was not admitted to a key university, and his parents were honest farmers in the countryside and had nothing to do with it, so he finally applied for a computer application major in a business school. In this era when college students are all over the streets, the fate of college students majoring in computer application who graduated from business schools can be imagined after they go out into society.

After lying in the school dormitory for two months, seeing that it was about to be reported by the new students, the school had begun to rush people, and Zeng Jun still found nothing to find a job.

In order to provide for his education, his family already owes a lot of debts, Zeng Jun has no face to reach out to his family to ask for money, and without financial support, he can't rent a house and continue to look for a job, and in the end he can only fall into the fate of coming to this construction site to do coolies, that is, this coolie still relies on the relationship of the villagers to reluctantly come in.

Originally, Lao Lin, the contractor of the engineering team, didn't believe that Zeng Jun could work with him for a long time, but in the end, the development of things surprised him, and now Zeng Jun has been working with him for three months and has not revealed any signs of wanting to leave.

Strictly speaking, Lao Lin is not a good person, but he still has a little kindness in his bones, because he was afraid that Zeng Jun would be tired of his body if he continued like this for a long time, Lao Lin finally took the initiative to transfer Zeng Jun to drive the elevator this month.

The difference between small workers and elevator workers in the construction site can be said without exaggeration is equivalent to the difference between heaven and hell, Lao Lin thought that Zeng Jun would be overjoyed after knowing the news, but he didn't expect that Zeng Jun just smiled faintly when he knew the news.

Suddenly, Zeng Jun felt that his stomach seemed to be a little hungry, and he looked up at the sun in the sky, well, it was about to be time to eat, and finally he stayed up for another half a day. There was still a cart of bricks to be sent over, and Zeng Jun couldn't help but speed up his pace.

At this moment, the workers on the construction site suddenly dropped their work and ran towards the direction of the construction site office like a gust of wind. Uncle Li hurriedly ran from behind, and when he passed by Zeng Jun, he suddenly slowed down and turned his head to Zeng Jun and said, "Xiaojun, don't pull it, hurry up and follow me to the office to ask for salary." ”

"Asking for a salary?" Zeng Jun was confused: "How to pay your salary?" The salary is obviously the 25th of each month, but today is only the 19th, and there is still a week left. ”

"I heard that the boss of the contracting site ran away with the money, and the foreman Lin estimated that he didn't have much money in his hands, so if he didn't go this month, he would do it in vain, quickly!" After Uncle Li finished speaking, he ran away like a gust of wind.

"What?" Zeng Jun was shocked, this was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and he finally found such a job at the construction site, but he was spurned by his girlfriend and the two broke up. It is said that the love field is frustrated and the workplace is proud, and the day after the lovelorn, I heard that the foreman intends to transfer him to drive the lift, and it will be at the beginning of next month. Driving a lift is an errand that everyone envies, and my life has finally taken some turns, and now it has suddenly changed, is this God deliberately playing tricks on himself?

In any case, the most important thing at the moment is to get your own salary first, and this more than a month must not be in vain, those are all earned by your own blood and sweat. Zeng Jun thought so, hurriedly dropped a cart of bricks, and ran to the construction site office with the large army.

When Zeng Jun came to the outside of the construction site office, it was already crowded with indignant workers, and the foreman Lao Lin was pleading with everyone with a bitter face: "Everyone is brought out by me from the poor ravine, and I also know that you are not easy, but in order to take over this project, I have advanced a lot of materials myself, how can I have money now, if you still believe in my Lao Lin, I will give you some time, I promise you that you will make up everyone's wages no matter what......"

Before Lao Lin's words were finished, someone immediately shouted: "What? No money, no money, what engineering team do you pull, no matter what you say today, settle the wages first, and then talk about it, no one wants to leave without money. Everyone blocked Lao Lin in the office and didn't let him come out.

"Everyone, be quiet, listen to me first......"

But no one listened to him at all.

"If you don't have money, you can pay off your debts." I don't know who shouted, the scene immediately moved, some of the fast people have begun to move the computer, dismantle the air conditioner, so call everyone to rush up, regardless of whether it is worth it or not, take it when they see it, even the guy used to cook in the next room was also poisoned.

Lao Lin stood there and didn't say anything, in fact, these things are not worth a few dollars in total, and it is a drop in the bucket compared to the wages owed by the engineering team, but he can only endure it if it can temporarily calm the grievances of the workers.

Within a few moments, the site office had become a mess, and the entire office had been swept away, and everything except a cabinet containing documents had been robbed.

The workers are not stupid, those documents include information recording their wages, so they dare not move, no matter what, everyone still hopes that Lao Lin will one day fulfill his promise and pay them the wages owed to them.

Zeng Jun barely squeezed in after almost everyone had dispersed, and there was nothing of value left in it at that time. Zeng Jun looked at Lao Lin with a depressed face and stopped talking, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of a silver-white thing lying quietly in the corner like a motorcycle helmet, with two vigorous and powerful characters engraved on it.

Zeng Jun's heart shrank suddenly, it was actually the game helmet of "Pale Yellow", and it seemed that the color was still an extremely expensive platinum version, he hurriedly grabbed the platinum version of the game helmet in his arms, and took off the towel around his neck to wipe a few footprints on it with a painful heartache.

The helmet's power cord and network signal cable had been torn off, Zeng Jun searched in the office and finally found what she was looking for in another corner, fortunately these tyrannical guys didn't take these two wires back to bundle things, otherwise he would have cried without tears.

"What, interested in this thing?" Lao Lin asked.

"Take it if you like, but unfortunately the thread was torn off by them." Lao Lin looked at the helmet in Zeng Jun's hand and sighed, "This thing cost me 30,000 yuan, and it was originally intended to be given to Mr. Wang's youngest daughter as a gift, but I didn't think that before the thing was sent, people ran away with the money." ”

Zeng Jun didn't speak, he was confident that he could fix this helmet by himself.

Zeng Jun took the helmet and took a motorcycle, came to a narrow rental house rented by a nearby classmate, borrowed the classmate's tools, and repaired the game helmet of "Pale Yellow". The platinum version of the game helmet is the best gaming gear in Pale Yellow, and it is said that the fidelity is an astonishing 99%, and his classmate can't even afford a regular game helmet that costs 3,000 pieces and has only 65% realism.

When Zeng Jun returned to the shack where they lived after dinner with that fellow scholar, the shed was already empty, which was not surprising, and if it couldn't be done here, of course they had to rush to the next construction site immediately to beg for a living.

Zeng Jun couldn't help but feel a little dazed while holding the game helmet, although the helmet was there, but he had nothing but this helmet, "Pale Yellow" was about to open one day, and he didn't even know where to go next, let alone consider where to play games online.