In 200 AD, after graduating from the philosophy major of Soviet Union University, he lost his job and came south to Sioux City.
With the last three hundred yuan in his pocket, he stood at the door of the crowded labor market and looked at the gray sky.
The "existence and nothingness" written in those philosophy books have now become a real embarrassment - existence is shit, and I am almost hungry.
"Recruiting network administrator, food and accommodation are included, monthly salary is one thousand and two thousand, as long as you can turn on and off the computer!"
The small red advertisement at the entrance of the alley was blown up by the wind.
Su Xiu almost rushed over and pulled off the piece of paper. The address is at the corner of the old city. There is an Internet cafe with a signboard of "Dimension Station". The door is mottled and it looks like it has been open for 800 years.
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