"A man is supposed to be established by thirty, but what about them? One was a low-level civil servant who got none of the perks and took the fall for everything. One was a salesman, sucking up to people everywhere he went, with sales so bad he was always on the verge of being fired. One was a taxi driver, working from dawn till dusk for just a few thousand a month, who had to pawn a phone a passenger left behind just to buy his daughter an iPhone. One couldn't even make a living selling spicy hotpot and was constantly chased around by code enforcement. And the last one was just a milkman who also did food delivery. All of them getting on in years…."
Ma Kai's description of the last one struck a nerve with Xin Huohuo, infuriating her. 'What's wrong with delivering milk? What's wrong with delivering food? That was me! And aren't I running with a god now? What's so bad about that!'
