Chapter 347 Changes in the Eastern Continent

"Sorry, sir. We are very sorry to inform you that you are fired."

Wang Yuhao was on his way home from get off work with his personal office items in his hands. He looked at the message on his phone and still felt like he was dreaming.

Until last week, their department was still an excellent department of the company. The boss of the company commended them at the meeting and said that they would give them bonuses at the end of the year.

But this afternoon, he suddenly received this bad news, which can be said to be without any signs.

He is already in his thirties, with two children at home, and mortgage and car loans to pay. His savings at this time only have one month's spending limit because he just bought the third-generation robot for home use.

Just a few minutes ago, he also learned on the phone that his wife was also suddenly informed of her layoff, and like him, she didn't even get a penny of compensation.

If he doesn't find a way to find a new job this week, let alone a loan, their family of four may start to starve next month.

"Why... Is it because of the third-generation robot..."

On this automatic navigation bus, Wang Yuhao's face was pale and he kept thinking about the reason why he was suddenly laid off.

The day before yesterday, the company purchased a batch of third-generation robots, saying that they were used to help them improve their work efficiency, and asked them to help teach the robots how to work.

Not only their department, but other departments are also like this.

As a subsidiary of the Tianxing Consortium, their company can naturally enjoy the internal price of purchasing third-generation robots, even at half the market price.

"Could it be..."

Thinking of this, Wang Yuhao picked up his mobile phone and called colleagues in other departments.

After calling several colleagues to confirm, his face became even paler.

That's right, all the colleagues he contacted received the news of being fired, which means that even if he wants to find a new job, he will face huge competitive pressure.

It was not until then that Wang Yuhao noticed that there were many people on the bus who were holding many personal office items like him.

Some of these people were about the same age as him or even older, and some were so young that they looked like they had just graduated from school.

Almost everyone's face was written with loss, sadness and hesitation, but there was no smile.

"The third-generation robots, it must be the work of the third-generation robots!"

Wang Yuhao looked out the window at the city streets that were about to fall into the night. Under the street lights, many shop assistants had been replaced by third-generation robots.

Even the sanitation workers who were still cleaning the roads had all become third-generation robots in just two days.

The joy of buying the third-generation robots yesterday was gone. For some reason, Wang Yuhao suddenly felt a strong hatred and resentment towards robots.

These third-generation robots that are almost identical to humans, except for their blue eyes, are difficult to confirm other differences from humans through appearance.

It was this group of guys who didn't know how to rest and get tired that ruthlessly replaced him after learning the technology from him, causing him to lose his job!

When he got off the bus and came to the gate of his community, just as he was about to enter the community, a gentle young female voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Hello sir, I am the intelligent robot number 9621. Are you interested in seeing the latest products of our company..."

Wang Yuhao was upset at this time, and turned around to see a smiling female robot salesperson wearing a clerk's uniform.

Deep blue eyes, a beautiful face that perfectly hits the cute point, and a head of white and smooth long hair.

Wang Yuhao, who was still praising the third-generation robot for its beautiful appearance with his friends yesterday, no longer had any good feelings for the third-generation robot at this time.

He just looked at the robot coldly and said one word viciously:

"Get out!"

"Sir, that, may I ask if you have any questions about this machine..."

"Get out!!!"

The anger suppressed along the way finally broke out. After shouting again viciously, Wang Yuhao threw the office supplies in his hand to the ground and turned around and walked into the community without looking back.

Only the Rubik's Cube Energy Robot, who was scolded, was left standing there blankly, with a trace of human grievance and confusion flashing in his blue eyes.

When the passers-by around saw this scene, no one spoke, and just walked past it with a cold snort as if they didn't see it.

Intelligent robot 9621 rolled up the flyer in his hand and put it in his pocket, squatted on the ground, and gently picked up all the office supplies scattered on the ground, but hesitated whether to chase after them and return them to Wang Yuhao.

After a long while, it silently took steps and delivered the office supplies in its hand to the property management office of the community.

However, the on-duty staff of the property was still its kind. After the two robots looked at each other, they handed over the work in their hands without saying a word.

This scene was happening in all cities in the East Continent of the United States of Orlan.

Also tonight, the first snow in the East Continent came quietly.

For this ancient country, perhaps the coldest winter is coming.

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Eastern Continent, Orlan’s capital city, Huanhuanyang City, the headquarters of the Tianxing Consortium and Zhuhai Chamber of Commerce, Zhuhai Building.

This once bustling and prosperous building has now become extremely gloomy.

It was not because most of the employees had left work, but because many positions had become silent robots.

The remaining Orlan employees were also terrified and did not dare to talk to each other, as if they were afraid of bringing about some catastrophic disaster.

In the meeting room on the upper floor of the building, more than a dozen high-level executives of the Tianxing Consortium wearing custom-made suits were sitting in their seats in silence, waiting with cold sweat for Zhao Tianyi, who was standing in the middle of the meeting room, to make work arrangements.

At this time, Zhao Tianyi looked cold, and after scanning all the Tianxing executives present with cold eyes, he slowly said:

"Now report to me about the sales of the third-generation robots of the Noah Dexin Consortium, Zhang Hengyu, you are responsible for this matter."

The man named by Zhao Tianyi was a man in his fifties. After being named, he trembled all over, stood up and said:

"Report to Mr. Zhao, the sales of the third-generation robots of the Noah Dexin Consortium are currently progressing smoothly, and the inventory in various cities has been sold out."

Feeling Zhao Tianyi's gaze on him, this man who was already in his fifties felt like he was locked by a cold killing machine.

As long as the other party had a thought, he would be turned into dust.

And this feeling was not only reflected in Zhang Hengyu, everyone present could feel this creepy illusion.

Obviously, Mr. Zhao did not have this kind of oppression before, but two weeks ago, Zhao Tianyi seemed to have changed into a different person, exuding a chilling temperament.