Real Dragon

In the suburban office of City A, the clock on the wall was ticking, and the battery must have run out of power. The first half of the lap was done with a sonorous pace, and the second half of the lap was at the pace of an elderly person, shaking every time he walked. Cars passed by outside the window, and the sound of engines whirred from afar, then whirred away. Brother Dai was sitting in the training classroom on the fifth floor of the company. When he came up from the first floor, he walked around the entire building and found that all the office doors were locked. Do you want to review the first half of your life? Brother Dai thought so. Any similarity is purely coincidental. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.