Lin Mo felt that his life was over.
Just now, the fat-headed department head called him into the office and informed him that he was fired with a false tone of regret.
Reason?
"Xiao Lin, I'm not telling you, you are too honest and don't know how to be flexible. What the company needs now are wolves, not sheep."
Fuck wolves.
Lin Mo cursed in his heart, but showed no expression on his face. He silently packed up his few personal belongings and walked out of the office building with a cardboard box in his arms.
Standing on a crowded street, the hot summer wind blows on your face, making it sticky and making you feel even more irritable.
I only have a few hundred yuan left in my pocket, and I don't even know where next month's rent is.
He walked aimlessly and unknowingly came to a remote back alley. This is the shortcut back to his low-rent house, which is usually full of garbage and exudes a sour smell.
He doesn't want to leave today.
He just wanted to find a place to sit for a while, even if it was next to a garbage dump.
