I, Lin Man, have a six-digit debt and a single-digit balance.
Until one day, a group of men in black came to me and said: "Comrade, the country needs you."
With an annual salary of one million, a house and a car, and zero debt - I thought I was finally about to turn over.
As a result, when I showed my ability in front of the leader, my legs became weak.
I discovered a shocking secret: As long as I am not poor, I am afraid of ghosts.
The leader was so angry that he took back everything and asked me to pay for the equipment, so I went back to the bridge.
But when a strange thing happened, the whole city fell, and everyone was controlled by fear - I only had three and a half yuan in my pocket, and the temptation of earning five hundred a day made me smash the thing with a punch without expression.
Afterward, the leader asked how it was done.
I said, "The way you deduct my money is much scarier than that."
Since then, the country has established a "Special Economic Assistance Plan", which is legal and compliant so that I will never be able to stand up again.
I am Lin Man, a migrant worker who relies on poverty to protect the world.
Don't ask me if I'm afraid?
Who will pay the debt if he dies?
