The name is attached with a little English, and it is usually called Uncle Kang abbreviated.

I don’t know what he thought of, but he doesn’t seem to be too old.

We have known each other for quite a while, but we don’t know much about them. He doesn’t talk much in the group. Under normal circumstances, I don’t talk much in the group except during the vote-seeking period, so I only have a vague outline of my understanding of him.

He supported me very much. When everyone asked me to write about him, I was a little embarrassed. In fact, I wanted to write it in the back row.

In fact, it has always been embarrassing. People have made the impression that the characters I wrote give many people the impression that they only write about rich people. I don’t know whether they are rich people. I don’t know how much financial resources the person being written about has, but I am really impressed by the strong support. I am embarrassed to remember that someone complained that writing this has nothing to do with the poor.

When writing about him, I don’t know where to start. Part of this reason, part of the New Year and the epidemic, has caused this article to be delayed until now. The biggest reason may be that it is laziness.

I have seen his avatar photo, with thick eyebrows and sharp eyes, and I don’t know if it is me.

From my few words, I probably remember that I was a Hunan boy who went south to Shenzhen to work hard and settled his home in Shenzhen. After he had been active in Southeast Asia for a long time, he gave people a feeling of being in troubled by the sea.

The biggest impression I gave me was also the one I talked about during chatting, and I often said I wanted to meet me.

He has his time arrangements, I have my inconveniences, and I can't get together in time.

Last year, I visited Singapore twice, one at the salon of China Literature and the other a private itinerary. I learned that he was active in Southeast Asia for a long time. One of them had an appointment for a date for meeting. After the date was up, I did not disturb him, so I sent a seat after boarding the plane and reminded me to return home.

He immediately sent a message and complained wildly, probably meaning that the journey he had been here was only an hour!

There were also several times when I advised me to work with him, and the treatment offered was very high.

This old guy probably got into a misunderstanding after reading it. I wrote it and the story can be designed and arranged casually. It is not as clever as you think. It really can't help you, so I refused.

When I mailed things to the last time I thanked me, I realized that his life had fluctuated and no longer settled in China. I immigrated to Cyprus, which meant to gradually enter Western Europe. I seemed to have some understanding of the reasons for his removal, but in fact I didn't know why. I vaguely remember that an author also immigrated to Cyprus in his early years. He knew the approximate cost. When asked Uncle Kang, he realized that the cost has increased many times.

The outline of his impression of him is not very clear, and I don’t want to say more about his industry and work. I don’t know what to write if it is detailed.

He seems to be a very motivated person. In the words he often says, life is about tossing!

I often want to mess with you. I am already depressed and greedy for comfort. I hope you will have a bright future.

Finally, I will end with a passage of Uncle Kang's confession:

Those places that are about to go are hometowns I have never met.

Always keep your love and go to the next mountain and sea!
Chapter completed!