"Fangzhou."

"Ah...pig farm. Ha!"

My face suddenly darkened!

The two guards, one behind the other, burst into laughter: "What's wrong with you Fangzhou? You didn't even send a car to see you off?"

"They have a shitty car on their pig farm."

The guard at the door laughed: "It can't start or it can't be refueled. The wheels are rusty..."

Amidst the laughter, the guard in front of me shone a bright flashlight on my face recklessly: "Dude, is this true?"

I nodded.

"You came here on foot?"

"Um."

The guards smiled wildly and exaggeratedly, and looked at me with special contempt and sympathy!

In their eyes, I am just a stick that is worse than a beggar.

When checking my name badge, the guard didn't even want to put his hand, but asked me to hold it up for verification.

After verification, sign and confirm, the crackdown continues!

"The straw-headed horse is too messy. He doesn't dare to come to the meeting, so he sends a millet scum here to die..."

"Hey, pig farmers, haven't you been paid for two years?"

"Then what do you eat on weekdays?"

"What else can we eat? Eat the farts of the old masters of the Confucius Temple and drink the wind of the Imperial College."

"Do you know the Shandi Institute? Back then, my uncle couldn't even get in even though he wrote an entry. Now... all the Shandi Institutes have gone to plant trees and raise pigs..."

"The hydrology institute is even worse. The women go to the beach to escort tourists, and the men work as pimps nearby. They pay fifty for an hour, and they have to pay thirty-five for an hour..."


Chapter completed!