The Human Race That Traveled Through the Grass Rises and Becomes the Way of Heaven

Wang Dachui stood in the lobby of the splendid office building, holding a cardboard with the words "Repay me my hard-earned money" in his hand, and his voice was already hoarse from shouting. Bang! " There was a muffled sound. Wang Dachui's vision went dark and his consciousness blurred for an instant. Before he died, he had only one thought in his mind: "My three million salary has not been paid yet..." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.