pjbooks Chapter 14 Pilgrimage to the Holy Land and a New Job
Chapter 14 Pilgrimage to the Holy Land and a New Job
[Hacking Lv1]: Slightly improves your hacking skills; can be upgraded by selecting multiple times.
【F-level intelligence (consumption)】: Randomly obtain one valuable F-level business intelligence upon use.
[Hunger Resistance (Passive)]: Reduce food intake by 5% and feel full more easily when eating.
Looking at these three skills he had never encountered before, Ma Jie felt his liver tremble slightly.
Given this game mechanic, the possibility of quickly leveling up a single skill is almost zero.
Jack Ma really wants to learn how to hack, after all, this is the Internet age, and the whole world operates on chips.
Once you stack up the levels, the potential is incredibly high, and it can be applied to almost any field.
But as I said before, the prerequisite for getting six core items is that you have to buy the individual components first. If you can't even survive the early game, how can you carry the game in the late game?
So forget about this skill; anything that can't be immediately monetized is a no-go.
As for the "hunger-resistant physique," that's pure fraud. What's the point of saving a bite or two if you can't eat enough? Anyone who chooses that is a fool.
After analyzing the pros and cons, Ma Jieke directly chose the F-level intelligence.
[Class F Intelligence: Today is the weekend, and the weather is exceptionally good. Santa Monica Beach is packed with people. Old Pi's Shopping Store at No. 19 West End is looking to hire temporary sales promoters. The salary will be based on sales commission. Requirements: fluent speech, handsome appearance, and ability to charm female customers.]
Sales promoter? That's interesting. This kind of temporary job shouldn't require any identification, right?
"What are you looking at, Jack?" Seeing him looking down at his phone, Jimmy stood up and patted his butt. "Do you want to come with me to collect cans? Although AKA Hellfire has taken over most of the blocks, they can't control all of Los Angeles. I recently found a good place with few people and little competition. As long as you don't slack off, you're sure to make money."
Ma Jie smiled mysteriously: "Compared to collecting cans, I think finding a job is more reliable."
"Looking for a job?" His expression was exaggerated: "Is today April Fool's Day, bro? The prerequisite for looking for a job is that you first need to have a real and valid place to live. Without a job, you can't afford to rent a house. If you can't afford to rent a house, you can't find a job. If you can't find a job, you still can't afford to rent a house... Damn it, if you keep talking, I'm going to get confused."
"Listen, bro, there's a job opportunity right now. You can believe me or you can think I'm talking nonsense, but I'm going to the beach."
After Ma Jie finished speaking, he didn't care whether he wanted to go or not, and ran straight towards the subway station.
"Hey, wait for me, Jack. I didn't say I didn't believe you."
The saying goes, "practice makes perfect." Once you've enjoyed the thrill of free shopping, it's absolutely impossible for Jack Ma to act like a good citizen again.
If I'm going to be someone, I'll be someone with a star!
They skipped the ticket gates and rushed in before the subway left the station.
Click! The moment the car door closed, Jimmy squeezed in carrying several bags.
The body was inside, but the arms and equipment were still stuck outside the car door. After fighting in the wild along the way, there were at least twenty or thirty cans in the woven bag.
"Hey buddy, give me a hand."
Before he could even ask for help, Jack had already grabbed him tightly and slammed one foot against the car door.
As the warning lights on the doors illuminated, the subway began to slowly start moving.
Pfft! Jimmy was squeezed in like a jelly, at the cost of a floor full of exploding soda cans.
A scruffy-bearded beggar was squatting at the top of the stairs, with a sign in front of him that read, "Help me, I'm so hungry."
Upon seeing this, he immediately ran over and started looting the loot box.
"Fake!" Jimmy watched helplessly as the cans he had painstakingly collected were taken away, and slammed his fist hard against the car door that had already been welded shut.
"Fake you, Jack! You stole the fruits of my labor from my entire lunch break!"
He looked genuinely angry, jabbing his middle finger hard in front of Ma Jieke's face.
The latter smiled helplessly: "Kid, for every loss there is a gain. Put your middle finger back, that's very impolite."
"You'd better actually find me a job!"
He puffed up his cheeks and sat down in the chair, arms crossed, sulking like a little brother arguing with his older brother.
Santa Monica Beach is located on the westernmost side of the Greater Los Angeles area, on the Pacific coast, 22 kilometers from downtown Los Angeles.
However, administratively, Santa Monica is a separate city with a population of less than 100,000.
Of course, those who can settle down and buy property in this place are basically middle-class and wealthy people with good family backgrounds.
The entire beach is about 5 kilometers long and runs along the Pacific Coast Highway. It is equipped with shops, docks, restaurants, equipment rental points, bicycle paths, wooden trails, volleyball courts, basketball courts and running tracks.
The most eye-catching feature for tourists is the colorful Ferris wheel located above the beach.
This made Ma Jieke feel a bit sentimental.
It was around this very spot where I'm standing that an old friend once wielded a sniper rifle and blew the head off an FIB agent sitting in a Ferris wheel.
Pilgrimage to the holy site! Respect!
After a few seconds of excitement, Ma Jieke headed to No. 19 in the West District based on the intelligence information.
Sure enough, I saw a beach equipment store called "Lao Pi Outdoors," with shelves outside filled with swimming rings, beach mats, sun hats, sunglasses, and other products.
Go inside and take another look, and wow, it's all kinds of swimsuits and bikinis: one-piece, two-piece, triangle, high-waisted, strappy, sporty, halter, strapless, cutout, and rhinestone-studded.
There's nothing that modern industry can't do, only things you can't imagine; it can satisfy the needs of women of all ages and aesthetic preferences.
In addition, the glass display case also contained sunscreen, sun oil, and tanning oil, all of which were sourced from major manufacturers and were not cheap at retail.
The products are indeed of good quality, but unfortunately, the store's location is not ideal. It's quite a distance from the main street, so tourists are diverted to other shops before they even get there.
When Ma Jieke came in, the boss was tidying up the shelves with his back to him. His big head was bald in the middle, with only hair on the sides. He looked like a successful person.
Hearing the noise, he quickly turned around, opened his arms, and forced a smile from his fat face: "Welcome to Old Pi Outdoors! How can I help you?"
"Feel free to browse. Today is our shop's 10th anniversary. All items are 30% off, and if you spend over $50, you'll also receive a free bottle of sunscreen."
"I'm here to look for a job," Ma Jie said, getting straight to the point: "I heard they're hiring temporary sales promoters here."
After saying that, the fat boss was stunned. I was trying to recruit sales promoters, but I hadn't even had time to put up the sign yet!
"Sir, I think this job is tailor-made for me."
After Ma Jie finished speaking, he immediately pulled up his T-shirt, revealing his well-defined eight-pack abs.