Journey to the West: I, Tang San, Am Buried to Build the Strongest Society!

Tang San was sitting on his wild horse, the ashes still lingering on his cigar. Lao Zhu saw this and hurried forward, holding his hands like ashtrays and waiting aside. Don't let the speaker's cigarette ashes fall to the ground. Otherwise, everyone will suffer the same consequences! Monkey: "When I was in business!" Lao Zhu: "Just go to jail. How about doing business? It's hard for people who have been in jail to find anything to do outside!"