In the Chinese restaurant, Luke savored the lychee meat carefully prepared by the chef.
This restaurant serves Fujian cuisine, but the flavors are mainly sweet and sour, which suits the tastes of Europeans and Americans. Luke doesn't like it, and the only dish he likes is the lychee meat.
Just because he doesn't like it doesn't mean others don't like it.
Europeans and Americans like sweet and sour food, and Barry Allen is no exception.
Luke didn't even bother to look at the sweet and sour Kung Pao Chicken, but this guy was eating it with gusto. He had already finished four plates and was still not full.
By the fifth set, Barry Allen seemed to realize something and said awkwardly,
"Sorry, the food was so delicious, I didn't expect to eat so much."
"fine."
Luke waved his hand nonchalantly and asked the waiter for two plates of Kung Pao Chicken and a plate of broccoli beef soup, saying,
"I have a friend who eats more than you do. A few days ago, we went to a Brazilian restaurant for dinner, and he ate 70 pounds of barbecue and five barrels of beer by himself."
Barry Allen exclaimed in surprise, "So many."
"He's a metahuman, the kind that can transform."
Barry's heart moved, but he didn't ask who the superhuman was because the food was coming.
The two chatted while eating. Luke asked about his situation subtly, and Barry answered every question without paying any attention to the trap in his words.
As more information was obtained, this guy's personality traits gradually became clear.
Neurotic, not good at communication, kind-hearted, a little shy...
It's a bit disappointing to say, but apart from the speed force, Barry Allen is now just an ordinary sunny boy, with nothing worth praising.
After realizing this, Luke was too lazy to engage in any conspiracy and said directly,
"So, you came to see me for a job."
Barry Allen put down his knife and fork and said seriously,
"I have the skills to be a ShowMe technician, and I need a job with a stable income."
"Understood."
Luke nodded and continued, "But I'm surprised by one thing. With your skills, you're perfectly capable of finding a programmer job in Central City. Why did you go to Metropolis?"
Barry said embarrassedly,
"I tried, but they wouldn't hire me."
"Why?"
"I'm too young and haven't been to college. Those interviewers are only willing to hire professionals with college experience. Some also require work experience, which I don't have. Also..." He paused and whispered,
"My father!"
When mentioning that person, Barry's expression was complicated.
"For some reason, he became a murderer, and this incident also had some impact on me."
"Mr. Xiao, please give me a chance and I will prove myself."
"You've proven it."
Luke smiled and said, "ShowMe is different from other companies. We don't look at academic qualifications here, only ability. Your ability has been verified this afternoon, and you are fully qualified for the job of a technician. However, before that, there are a few things I want to warn you about."
Barry quickly sat up straight.
"Please go ahead."
Luke waved his hand. "Don't be so reserved. ShowMe isn't a traditional industry. Employees and bosses aren't divided by rank. We're all creators and workers. You'll understand later."
"I want to tell you about our rules and regulations. ShowMe is a social networking platform. Our core content is our users. The company will not allow employees to leak, tamper with, or erase any user-related data or information. If we discover this, we will hold you legally responsible in accordance with the contract."
Barry Allen said seriously, "I would never do such a thing."
"That's good."
Luke added, "One more thing. The company is in its start-up phase and is short-staffed. Sometimes we need to work overtime. I hope you can understand.
"
"I completely understand."
"I understand."
Luke stood up and extended his right hand. "I want to thank the interviewers who gave up on you. If it weren't for them, ShowMe wouldn't have recruited technical talent like you. Welcome, Barry Allen, welcome to ShowMe."
Barry Allen suppressed his excitement and said in the most sincere tone of his life,
"Thank you, Mr. Xiao, I won't let you down."
Luke waved his hand and said, "Don't use the honorific 'Mr.' It sounds awkward. Call me Boss in public and Luke in private."
"Okay, b…oss!"
"That's right."
Luke smiled with relief, like a cat that has caught a mouse.
"Come to the company tomorrow morning with your personal documents to sign the contract, and officially start work in the afternoon. If you need to rent a house or something, you can tell me now and I can help you arrange it."
"No... no, I can handle it myself."
Barry has no plans to settle in the metropolis; he plans to run to work every day.
It's only 1,800 kilometers, it won't take a few minutes.
After eating and drinking, the two went home.
Thinking about going to work tomorrow and meeting all kinds of new colleagues, Barry Allen actually suffered from insomnia, which was a rare occurrence.
I didn't fall asleep until two or three in the morning. When I woke up the next day, it was already eight thirty in the morning.
He didn't bother to wash up. He just ate something to fill his stomach, picked up his personal file, and came to the prison gate at a very fast speed.
Fill out the paperwork, verify your identity, and then wait.
There were not many visitors today. There was only an old lady in front of him. Barry still felt that time was slow. After the old lady left, he hurried into the visiting room.
The back door opened, and Henry Allen emerged in handcuffs.
I haven't seen my father for two months. He looks much older. His hair is gray and his forehead has many more wrinkles.
Barry picked up the phone and said, suppressing his joy,
"I found a job as a technician at a social networking company. I'm going to sign the contract today."
How could a father not know how hard his son had been through these years? When Henry Allen heard that he had found a job, his eyes immediately turned red.
"Congratulations, Barry. I knew you would succeed."
"Thank you, Dad."
Henry Allen said, "Can you tell me about the process?"
"certainly!"
Barry wiped his eyes and smiled.
"The company's name is ShowMe, and it's a social networking platform. You know social networking platforms, right? They're the kind..." Barry explained, gesturing.
"This software, which allows people to chat and make friends online, is very popular right now. The owner is a very interesting guy, younger than me. When we first met, I thought he was the owner's son."
Henry Allen said worriedly, "Barry, you're not even twenty years old yet, and your boss is younger than you?"
Barry knew what his father was worried about and said nonchalantly,
"It's okay. The boss is no ordinary person. He's a true genius. He built the company from zero to a market value of $100 million in just over two months. He's amazing and very kind to me. He even treated me to dinner the first time we met. The food at that Chinese restaurant is really delicious. When you get out, I'll take you there to try it."
At this point, the atmosphere suddenly became silent.
The judge classified Henry Allen's case as first-degree murder. According to the laws of Central City, first-degree murder is punishable by life imprisonment, which means that he will never be released from prison in his lifetime.
"Barry, keep going. I want to know more about your work."
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