My Ideal in the World

At the unfinished construction site, workers wearing safety helmets gathered in twos and threes, each doing their own thing. Looking at the workers in front of him, Sanzi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he was already the owner of this place. Under the leadership of the staff, Sanzi came to the fifth floor, in front of the house where he had just paid the down payment. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.