Zhuang Fan, the lowest-level field clerk in the collection department, was knocked unconscious by his superior with a hammer on his first day on duty.
After waking up, I don't remember anything, but my mouth remembers how poor I was, my hands remember how to settle accounts, and my fists remember how to crush the handle of a hammer.
The superiors sent him to collect a dead debt that could not be recovered in twenty years.
He opened the receipt and saw - Borrower: Zhuang Fan.
OK. Collect yourself.
