The light bulbs in the rental house flickered on and off, which was exactly the same as He Xing's mood at the moment - aggrieved, extremely aggrieved!
He collapsed on the creaking wooden bed, staring at the crumbling cobwebs on the ceiling, chewing the last packet of instant noodles in his mouth, and the clicking sound was particularly harsh in the silent room. There is no boiling water, no money to buy, and even tomorrow's rent has not been paid. This is the thirtieth day after He Xing was laid off from the game company, and his life is worse than that of a stray dog.
"Fucking capitalism!" He Xing chewed the last bite of the pancake and almost sprayed the spit on the "You will get rich this month" poster on the wall. "I have been testing the game diligently for three years, and not a single bug was missed. In the end, I was kicked out because the company wanted to optimize 'redundant personnel'? Instead, I kept those related people who fished every day. Is this world sick?"
He grabbed the old mobile phone beside his pillow. The screen was cracked like a spider web, and it took three seconds to light up. He scrolled through the recruitment software with his fingers, and all the words "under 35 years old", "with more than five years of experience" and "can accept 996 blessings" made He Xing's blood pressure soar. He is only twenty-five, but he seems to have been eliminated by society. He can't even find a job to make a living.
