Chapter 1639: 1639
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A report released by the U.S. government shows that the number of people who continue to apply for unemployment benefits in the United States has reached a record of 4.987 million, adding to the gloom of the declining employment situation in the United States.
Just the day before, Federal Reserve Chairman Ben Bernanke just warned people that the unemployment rate in the United States should exceed 8% in the next few months. At present, the unemployment rate in the United States has reached a 16 year high of 7.6%.
Since the U.S. economy fell into recession at the end of 2007, at least 3.6 million jobs have been lost in the United States, half of which occurred in the past three months.
New York City, which has always been proud of being the "capital of finance", has been hit hard. The unemployment rate in New York City is as high as 7.4%. Local officials predict that New York will lose at least 65000 financial jobs in this recession.
When it comes to New York, it's often said, "great, but I hate living there."
In the eyes of tourists, New York is always a place to yearn for. Taking off the luxurious appearance, this highly developed capitalist city also shows its old side, which is full of depression.
The residents of New York are all outsiders, leaving their hometown, entering the city, seeking asylum, seeking exhibition, or seeking some big or small goals. One of the mysteries of New York is the ability to distribute such ambiguous gifts. It can destroy or complete a person, largely by luck. It's best not to come to New York unless you're willing to take a chance.
At night, banks, companies, shops and offices gather in the streets of midtown Manhattan. Tall buildings stand up in the night sky, like steep mountains. The walls are transparent glass, like crystal palace.
Colorful street lights flicker, far and near, high and low, looming and looming, just like floating in the starry sky. The car is like a dragon in the wind. The tail light on the car is like countless red ribbons extending into the distance.
In the cold winter night, a middle-aged black man with a semicircle wool hat and a black coat and collar standing up was sitting on the street corner, stooping and half closing his eyes. Passers-by flowed like water around him, flashing lights in front of him.
No one looked at him, and he didn't look at anyone. Just sitting there in a daze. No one needs him to do anything. He sat in the busy street, in the middle of the crowd, he had nothing to do with anything, nothing to do with the street, nothing to do with people. But he's alive. He's alive.
Does he have a home? Do you have a wife? Do you have children?
He had all this, and now he has none. He was alone, a house, a small empty house.
He used to be in love too. He was once a millionaire, but now he has no place to be.
Recall the past glory, curse today's full of sorrow.
Once in the post of director of Fargo investment bank in Wales, he tightened his scarf around his neck, picked up a bag of bread beside him, held the wall, and stood up a little tired. Another day, he had been busy looking for a job since the day he was cut off.
For an interview of about 3 to 5 minutes, he has to line up for 2 hours. How could he endure such treatment in the past?
But that's only in the past. Now he's just an unemployed person, a loser whose family is broken and who still needs to pay for support.
"Damn the subprime crisis, damn the economic crisis..."
The unique ability of black people made his curses and thoughts full of rhythm. He walked slowly to his only small apartment, walked to the corner of the street, looked back at the bustling night scene of Manhattan, his lips trembled a few times, and his eyes were full of sadness and unwillingness.
"Farewell, Manhattan, I really don't want to stay here for long."
Stepping on the squeaky wooden stairs, I came to my apartment door, found the key to open the door, turn on the light, and watched the living room with only one sofa, one TV and one dining table. Goldman walked in with a blank expression and closed the door.
Go to the table, put a bag of bread and jam on the table, pick up the remote control, turn on the TV, which is the only entertainment he has left.
“。。。 What I said was to remind this administration not to make radical decisions about who it wants to surpass, and not to be blinded by the halo of Roosevelt's new deal, when President Roosevelt made major changes in liberalism
Goldman looked at Andy Smith in the TV picture, his eyes twinkled, and his mood was extremely complicated. Before, he had the honor to have a short communication with Andy Smith, a super rich man. Although he had a gap between heaven and earth before, he is far away now, because he is in hell.
Watching the young and handsome super rich talking on TV, Goldman shakes his head and laughs. He loses the interest of watching. People think of limiting the power of the government. What he needs is a job opportunity.
He went into the bedroom, dragged out the suitcase under the bed, picked it up and put it on the bed, and began to organize his famous clothes. He was ready to leave New York, or even the United States. He was going to China to try his luck. I heard that many financial institutions, financial enterprises, and financial institutions of higher learning were recruiting talents. As a talented student of Baruch College, he believed, China will have its own place there.As for what's left home, cultural differences and language barrier, he didn't think about it, and didn't need to think about it. As an American with Chinese friends, he has heard too many changes in China. He has also been to the capital and the magic capital many times. He knows the real situation in China better than those Americans who have never been out of the state in their lives and only rely on the media to understand the outside world.
Originally, if he could find a job, of course, he would stay in New York and Manhattan. However, now it seems that Wall Street has lost its vitality and its foothold, so he would change his environment. Anyway, he has no concern in the United States.
"Bang!"
"Squeak --"
Goldman dragged his suitcase, took his passport and walked back to the living room, threw it on the table, and began to prepare his dinner. Bread, jam and beef cans were taken out, opened one by one, sat on the chair, tore a piece of bread into his mouth and watched TV.
“。。。。。。 I can provide you with equal opportunities. Come on, new jobs are beckoning to you. I also hope that major enterprises can join in this journey of work for all in America! "
In the TV, Andy Smith's smile is so sunny. In the sunshine behind him, the whole person looks very warm.
"Mr. Smith, do you mean all your companies?"
"Yes, all, NBC global, Gaia, freecity investment, marvel, Starbucks, Qualcomm, Mockingbird games, Tesla, etc. will appear at the job fair..."
"Tesla? I don't know if I want to work as an auto worker. You know, GM and Chrysler are in big trouble. "
"Ha ha, first of all, I want to correct your idea that Tesla is an IT company. Ha ha... Well, well, we Tesla are also an automobile company. Of course, we need car builders. We welcome excellent car workers to join our Tesla family. We just need to expand the scale and increase the production capacity. As we all know, we have too many orders for electric vehicles, but the production capacity is a little stretched. Our next step is to change this situation. "
。。。。。。”
Goldman's face, which had been wooden, was angry again, and his expression appeared in his gray eyes. He took a few deep breaths, and his face turned ruddy. The fire that had been extinguished was ignited again.
Finally, there is hope again!
He excitedly immediately picked up his cell phone, found a phone number with trembling fingers, and called out...
Andy Smith's TV interview, once broadcast, immediately like a drop of water into the hot oil pot, triggered a huge response.
Just like a light of hope, so many people in this cold winter night saw the hope, the hope of spring!
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A report released by the U.S. government shows that the number of people who continue to apply for unemployment benefits in the United States has reached a record of 4.987 million, adding to the gloom of the declining employment situation in the United States.
Just the day before, Federal Reserve Chairman Ben Bernanke just warned people that the unemployment rate in the United States should exceed 8% in the next few months. At present, the unemployment rate in the United States has reached a 16 year high of 7.6%.
Since the U.S. economy fell into recession at the end of 2007, at least 3.6 million jobs have been lost in the United States, half of which occurred in the past three months.
New York City, which has always been proud of being the "capital of finance", has been hit hard. The unemployment rate in New York City is as high as 7.4%. Local officials predict that New York will lose at least 65000 financial jobs in this recession.
When it comes to New York, it's often said, "great, but I hate living there."
In the eyes of tourists, New York is always a place to yearn for. Taking off the luxurious appearance, this highly developed capitalist city also shows its old side, which is full of depression.
The residents of New York are all outsiders, leaving their hometown, entering the city, seeking asylum, seeking exhibition, or seeking some big or small goals. One of the mysteries of New York is the ability to distribute such ambiguous gifts. It can destroy or complete a person, largely by luck. It's best not to come to New York unless you're willing to take a chance.
At night, banks, companies, shops and offices gather in the streets of midtown Manhattan. Tall buildings stand up in the night sky, like steep mountains. The walls are transparent glass, like crystal palace.
Colorful street lights flicker, far and near, high and low, looming and looming, just like floating in the starry sky. The car is like a dragon in the wind. The tail light on the car is like countless red ribbons extending into the distance.
In the cold winter night, a middle-aged black man with a semicircle wool hat and a black coat and collar standing up was sitting on the street corner, stooping and half closing his eyes. Passers-by flowed like water around him, flashing lights in front of him.
No one looked at him, and he didn't look at anyone. Just sitting there in a daze. No one needs him to do anything. He sat in the busy street, in the middle of the crowd, he had nothing to do with anything, nothing to do with the street, nothing to do with people. But he's alive. He's alive.
Does he have a home? Do you have a wife? Do you have children?
He had all this, and now he has none. He was alone, a house, a small empty house.
He used to be in love too. He was once a millionaire, but now he has no place to be.
Recall the past glory, curse today's full of sorrow.
Once in the post of director of Fargo investment bank in Wales, he tightened his scarf around his neck, picked up a bag of bread beside him, held the wall, and stood up a little tired. Another day, he had been busy looking for a job since the day he was cut off.
For an interview of about 3 to 5 minutes, he has to line up for 2 hours. How could he endure such treatment in the past?
But that's only in the past. Now he's just an unemployed person, a loser whose family is broken and who still needs to pay for support.
"Damn the subprime crisis, damn the economic crisis..."
The unique ability of black people made his curses and thoughts full of rhythm. He walked slowly to his only small apartment, walked to the corner of the street, looked back at the bustling night scene of Manhattan, his lips trembled a few times, and his eyes were full of sadness and unwillingness.
"Farewell, Manhattan, I really don't want to stay here for long."
Stepping on the squeaky wooden stairs, I came to my apartment door, found the key to open the door, turn on the light, and watched the living room with only one sofa, one TV and one dining table. Goldman walked in with a blank expression and closed the door.
Go to the table, put a bag of bread and jam on the table, pick up the remote control, turn on the TV, which is the only entertainment he has left.
“。。。 What I said was to remind this administration not to make radical decisions about who it wants to surpass, and not to be blinded by the halo of Roosevelt's new deal, when President Roosevelt made major changes in liberalism
Goldman looked at Andy Smith in the TV picture, his eyes twinkled, and his mood was extremely complicated. Before, he had the honor to have a short communication with Andy Smith, a super rich man. Although he had a gap between heaven and earth before, he is far away now, because he is in hell.
Watching the young and handsome super rich talking on TV, Goldman shakes his head and laughs. He loses the interest of watching. People think of limiting the power of the government. What he needs is a job opportunity.
He went into the bedroom, dragged out the suitcase under the bed, picked it up and put it on the bed, and began to organize his famous clothes. He was ready to leave New York, or even the United States. He was going to China to try his luck. I heard that many financial institutions, financial enterprises, and financial institutions of higher learning were recruiting talents. As a talented student of Baruch College, he believed, China will have its own place there.As for what's left home, cultural differences and language barrier, he didn't think about it, and didn't need to think about it. As an American with Chinese friends, he has heard too many changes in China. He has also been to the capital and the magic capital many times. He knows the real situation in China better than those Americans who have never been out of the state in their lives and only rely on the media to understand the outside world.
Originally, if he could find a job, of course, he would stay in New York and Manhattan. However, now it seems that Wall Street has lost its vitality and its foothold, so he would change his environment. Anyway, he has no concern in the United States.
"Bang!"
"Squeak --"
Goldman dragged his suitcase, took his passport and walked back to the living room, threw it on the table, and began to prepare his dinner. Bread, jam and beef cans were taken out, opened one by one, sat on the chair, tore a piece of bread into his mouth and watched TV.
“。。。。。。 I can provide you with equal opportunities. Come on, new jobs are beckoning to you. I also hope that major enterprises can join in this journey of work for all in America! "
In the TV, Andy Smith's smile is so sunny. In the sunshine behind him, the whole person looks very warm.
"Mr. Smith, do you mean all your companies?"
"Yes, all, NBC global, Gaia, freecity investment, marvel, Starbucks, Qualcomm, Mockingbird games, Tesla, etc. will appear at the job fair..."
"Tesla? I don't know if I want to work as an auto worker. You know, GM and Chrysler are in big trouble. "
"Ha ha, first of all, I want to correct your idea that Tesla is an IT company. Ha ha... Well, well, we Tesla are also an automobile company. Of course, we need car builders. We welcome excellent car workers to join our Tesla family. We just need to expand the scale and increase the production capacity. As we all know, we have too many orders for electric vehicles, but the production capacity is a little stretched. Our next step is to change this situation. "
。。。。。。”
Goldman's face, which had been wooden, was angry again, and his expression appeared in his gray eyes. He took a few deep breaths, and his face turned ruddy. The fire that had been extinguished was ignited again.
Finally, there is hope again!
He excitedly immediately picked up his cell phone, found a phone number with trembling fingers, and called out...
Andy Smith's TV interview, once broadcast, immediately like a drop of water into the hot oil pot, triggered a huge response.
Just like a light of hope, so many people in this cold winter night saw the hope, the hope of spring!
A report released by the U.S. government shows that the number of people who continue to apply for unemployment benefits in the United States has reached a record of 4.987 million, adding to the gloom of the declining employment situation in the United States. Just the day before, Federal Reserve Chairman Ben Bernanke just warned people that the unemployment rate in the United States should exceed 8% in the next few months. At present, the unemployment rate in the United States has reached a 16 year high of 7.6%. Since the U.S. economy fell into recession at the end of 2007, at least 3.6 million jobs have been lost in the United States, half of which occurred in the past three months. New York City, which has always been proud of being the "capital of finance", has been hit hard. The unemployment rate in New York City is as high as 7.4%. Local officials predict that New York will lose at least 65000 financial jobs in this recession. When it comes to New York, it's often said, "great, but I hate living there." In the eyes of tourists, New York is always a place to yearn for. Taking off the luxurious appearance, this highly developed capitalist city also shows its old side, which is full of depression. The residents of New York are all outsiders, leaving their hometown, entering the city, seeking asylum, seeking exhibition, or seeking some big or small goals. One of the mysteries of New York is the ability to distribute such ambiguous gifts. It can destroy or complete a person, largely by luck. It's best not to come to New York unless you're willing to take a chance. At night, banks, companies, shops and offices gather in the streets of midtown Manhattan. Tall buildings stand up in the night sky, like steep mountains. The walls are transparent glass, like crystal palace. Colorful street lights flicker, far and near, high and low, looming and looming, just like floating in the starry sky. The car is like a dragon in the wind. The tail light on the car is like countless red ribbons extending into the distance. In the cold winter night, a middle-aged black man with a semicircle wool hat and a black coat and collar standing up was sitting on the street corner, stooping and half closing his eyes. Passers-by flowed like water around him, flashing lights in front of him. No one looked at him, and he didn't look at anyone. Just sitting there in a daze. No one needs him to do anything. He sat in the busy street, in the middle of the crowd, he had nothing to do with anything, nothing to do with the street, nothing to do with people. But he's alive. He's alive. Does he have a home? Do you have a wife? Do you have children? He had all this, and now he has none. He was alone, a house, a small empty house. He used to be in love too. He was once a millionaire, but now he has no place to be. Recall the past glory, curse today's full of sorrow. Once in the post of director of Fargo investment bank in Wales, he tightened his scarf around his neck, picked up a bag of bread beside him, held the wall, and stood up a little tired. Another day, he had been busy looking for a job since the day he was cut off. For an interview of about 3 to 5 minutes, he has to line up for 2 hours. How could he endure such treatment in the past? But that's only in the past. Now he's just an unemployed person, a loser whose family is broken and who still needs to pay for support. "Damn the subprime crisis, damn the economic crisis..." The unique ability of black people made his curses and thoughts full of rhythm. He walked slowly to his only small apartment, walked to the corner of the street, looked back at the bustling night scene of Manhattan, his lips trembled a few times, and his eyes were full of sadness and unwillingness. "Farewell, Manhattan, I really don't want to stay here for long." Stepping on the squeaky wooden stairs, I came to my apartment door, found the key to open the door, turn on the light, and watched the living room with only one sofa, one TV and one dining table. Goldman walked in with a blank expression and closed the door. Go to the table, put a bag of bread and jam on the table, pick up the remote control, turn on the TV, which is the only entertainment he has left. What I said was to remind this administration not to make radical decisions about who it wants to surpass, and not to be blinded by the halo of Roosevelt's new deal, when President Roosevelt made major changes in liberalism Goldman looked at Andy Smith in the TV picture, his eyes twinkled, and his mood was extremely complicated. Before, he had the honor to have a short communication with Andy Smith, a super rich man. Although he had a gap between heaven and earth before, he is far away now, because he is in hell. Watching the young and handsome super rich talking on TV, Goldman shakes his head and laughs. He loses the interest of watching. People think of limiting the power of the government. What he needs is a job opportunity. He went into the bedroom, dragged out the suitcase under the bed, picked it up and put it on the bed, and began to organize his famous clothes. He was ready to leave New York, or even the United States. He was going to China to try his luck. I heard that many financial institutions, financial enterprises, and financial institutions of higher learning were recruiting talents. As a talented student of Baruch College, he believed, China will have its own place there.As for what's left home, cultural differences and language barrier, he didn't think about it, and didn't need to think about it. As an American with Chinese friends, he has heard too many changes in China. He has also been to the capital and the magic capital many times. He knows the real situation in China better than those Americans who have never been out of the state in their lives and only rely on the media to understand the outside world. Originally, if he could find a job, of course, he would stay in New York and Manhattan. However, now it seems that Wall Street has lost its vitality and its foothold, so he would change his environment. Anyway, he has no concern in the United States. "Bang!" "Squeak --" Goldman dragged his suitcase, took his passport and walked back to the living room, threw it on the table, and began to prepare his dinner. Bread, jam and beef cans were taken out, opened one by one, sat on the chair, tore a piece of bread into his mouth and watched TV. I can provide you with equal opportunities. Come on, new jobs are beckoning to you. I also hope that major enterprises can join in this journey of work for all in America! " In the TV, Andy Smith's smile is so sunny. In the sunshine behind him, the whole person looks very warm. "Mr. Smith, do you mean all your companies?" "Yes, all, NBC global, Gaia, freecity investment, marvel, Starbucks, Qualcomm, Mockingbird games, Tesla, etc. will appear at the job fair..." "Tesla? I don't know if I want to work as an auto worker. You know, GM and Chrysler are in big trouble. " "Ha ha, first of all, I want to correct your idea that Tesla is an IT company. Ha ha... Well, well, we Tesla are also an automobile company. Of course, we need car builders. We welcome excellent car workers to join our Tesla family. We just need to expand the scale and increase the production capacity. As we all know, we have too many orders for electric vehicles, but the production capacity is a little stretched. Our next step is to change this situation. " Goldman's face, which had been wooden, was angry again, and his expression appeared in his gray eyes. He took a few deep breaths, and his face turned ruddy. The fire that had been extinguished was ignited again. Finally, there is hope again! He excitedly immediately picked up his cell phone, found a phone number with trembling fingers, and called out... Andy Smith's TV interview, once broadcast, immediately like a drop of water into the hot oil pot, triggered a huge response. Just like a light of hope, so many people in this cold winter night saw the hope, the hope of spring!
