In 1990, Yuelai Restaurant.
I, Ge Lang, am a clerk in the Market Supervision Bureau, pouring wine for the leader.
The door opened, and the person who came in to toast was the rich second-generation classmate I was most jealous of in high school, Qin Zhong.
Wearing a leather jacket and smiling broadly, he respectfully called me "Leader Ge."
At that moment, while I was studying hard all night, his smile in his return shoes pierced my heart like a needle.
I know I hold the edge of power.
I also knew that the wine glass he was holding was filled with the smell of money.
A misplaced life, an exchange of power and money.
My 1990s began with learning the "hidden rules".
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The writing is very real, like a novel written by people within the county system, and the detailed descriptions make people immersed in the situation.
No one commented on the author's own review - I told my mother that no one read the novel I wrote. My mother said that there was a bunch of green onions in the supermarket, which were all wilted, and everyone felt that they could not be sold. Unexpectedly, some people wrapped them all. Hahahahahaha I'm laughing so hard╯∀╰My mother also has great writing potential
The writing is very real, like a novel written by people within the county system, and the detailed descriptions make people immersed in the situation. No one commented on the author's own review - I told my mother that no one read the novel I wrote. My mother said that there was a bunch of green onions in the supermarket, which were all wilted, and everyone felt that they could not be sold. Unexpectedly, some people wrapped them all. Hahahahahaha I'm laughing so hard╯∀╰My mother also has great writing potential