Lin Mo stood beneath the towering building, wearing a brand-new navy-blue shirt, crisp and snug against his body. His black leather shoes gleamed from a thorough polish.
He took a deep breath, as if trying to draw the solemn air of this center of power into his lungs and drive away the nightmare he’d had the night before.
So what if he’d graduated from a third-rate college?
He’d passed the civil service exam. That was enough to turn his life around!
That was what Lin Mo had always believed.
But when he saw the thin sheet of A4 paper, all those thoughts vanished. On the assignment list were the words “Comprehensive Rectification Office.” Those six words were like six icy knives, slicing his hopes and fantasies to pieces.
The Comprehensive Rectification Office was notorious across the city as a “dumping ground,” a place for political failures and unfinished projects.
