President Chen Arrives, and Benevolence Follows
When the first pot of porridge was ready, the homeless had already gathered around.
An enticing aroma filled the area, making the homeless swallow as they kept their eyes fixed on the pot.
Yet they did not step forward. They merely watched from afar with wary eyes, not daring to move.
Seeing this, Shao Lingyun asked in confusion, "What's going on? Why aren't they coming over?"
"They're afraid there's a catch," Jiang Wen explained. "Homeless people aren't stupid. They want to live too. The fighting outside is chaos, and the weather is freezing. A bowl of porridge could buy their lives. If we're handing out porridge here now, they'll definitely be afraid something's wrong and won't dare come over."
As someone who had wandered the streets for half a month, Jiang Wen's explanation made a great deal of sense.
Shao Lingyun nodded, then asked, "I see. So next comes work in exchange for payment, right? What jobs are you planning to have them do?"
"That's easy."
Jiang Wen stood up, cleared his throat, and shouted, "Any college graduates among you?"
Eighty percent of them raised their hands, a number that greatly surprised Shao Lingyun.
"Are homeless people this well educated?"
"Eighty percent of Central District in Constant Law City are college graduates. That's perfectly normal."
"Then why are eighty percent of the homeless college graduates too? Shouldn't the other twenty percent be more likely to become homeless?"
"That just proves becoming homeless has nothing to do with your ability. It depends on your luck. If your luck is bad, no matter who you are, you'll become homeless, then go on to become Iron Man."
Shao Lingyun instantly felt as if he had glimpsed some profound truth, and his whole mood soured.
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