Name: I, Qi Tongwei, Really Don't Want to Make Progress.

Qi Tongwei was about to graduate, and he was often awakened by a nightmare, which continued. When the gunshots at Guyingling often echoed in his ears, the steps he had kneeled on in his dreams, the missed opportunities, and the pain of being manipulated by fate were still vivid in his mind. I don't want to work hard to climb up, I just want to make enough money and then lie down, stick to my heart, and stay away from the whirlpool of power. But undercurrents were surging around him, and old grudges were still lingering. When everyone thought he would continue to pursue promotion, Qi Tongwei said lightly: I, Qi Tongwei, really don't want to make progress.