There is only one provincial government-sponsored study abroad quota left, and Xu Anping is two points higher. He tore up the notice and flushed it into the toilet. He came out and said with a pale face: You are just lucky.
She believed it. With this luck, he has been rising all the way up - financial circles, charity dinners, VP positions, and window seats on the 47th floor of the riverside. And he was delivering takeout, eating dry instant noodles, and taking stomach medicine to survive the night. She walked up and he was stepped into the mud.
Until she cuts him off. Use "For Your Good" for anesthesia and 50,000 yuan for suturing. He gave the money back: Stop buying my time.
Three years later, a young man showed up, wearing new shoes, ordering the cheapest coffee, and said with a smile: Sister, am I lucky? She heard her own voice back then. The system finished copying and she started issuing invoices downwards.
But the system doesn't just eat those at the bottom, it also eats climbers. Her stomach had been keeping accounts from the beginning - every silence swallowed, every meal of instant noodles she didn't see, every person cut off. When the system took back everything, she returned to the 60-square-meter rental house and the white toilet. The cold light shines down from above, exactly like the light in the public toilet cubicle many years ago.
Mission: May every silent contribution be seen