My name is Wang Ye. I am unemployed on my third day and have a deposit of 487 yuan.
I had no choice but to set up a shoe repair stall downstairs.
The pancake lady next door teaches me every day: "Young people, please do something serious!"
I also feel that this is what my life will be like - repair shoes, bask in the sun, and hang out until death.
Until that day, a Rolls-Royce parked in front of my stall.
The richest man held a ring finger broken into three pieces and asked me if I was a descendant of the Wang family in Beijing.
I said no, that person named Wang is my father.
He asked again, who is your grandfather...
I said, the Forbidden City repairs cultural relics.
Later I found out——
"Shoe repair is free, but you have to queue up, and the queue has reached 2035." This sentence was a hot topic at the conference.
And my little thought of "lying flat" was completely over.
