As soon as I got off the plane at Jiangzhou Airport, five masters took turns bombarding me with phone calls: hackers who were short of money, cooking skills to pick up girls, don't expose your medical skills, and be low-key in your kung fu. I rolled out five yellowed marriage documents and smiled bitterly - breaking off an engagement is physical work. If the coin heads up, I will go to Ling's Group first. The taxi driver laughs at me because I have thin arms and legs so I don't want to be a security guard.
