The Wind Abides in the Dust

In an office in City S, a 28-year-old young man was sitting. There was a hint of gloom on his face, and he looked through the text messages on the phone in his hand unhappily. Suddenly the cell phone rang, and the young man was startled by the sudden sound. When he glanced at the cell phone screen, the word "tank" suddenly appeared on it. "Crock." "Chopsticks. Why are you so fucking weak all day?" The young man's expression was tangled, and he cursed at the person on the phone in embarrassment: "Keep your voice down, our section chief is still here." "Chopsticks...