Cui Yu: "You could try it."
He found Zhang Chi rather unsightly. Recently, Zhang Chi had become obsessed with money, always talking about how much someone had earned when chatting with them. He hadn't forgotten the disdain Zhang Chi had shown when dealing with routers.
Zhang Chi: "If it's trying, I'll try."
Cui Yu: "Don't forget your brothers when you strike it rich."
In the shade by the truck.
Zhang Chi was playing on his phone; he planned to @Geng Lu. Suddenly, from a distance, someone shouted:
"Quit f**king around with your phone and get back to work!"
Zhang Chi looked up and saw a young man in his early twenties sitting in the driver's seat of a large machine, shouting at them with a hooligan-like appearance.
Because Zhang Chi owed money to others, he didn't go home over the weekend. Instead, he found work at a nearby construction site, mainly processing concrete hollow bricks.
Manual labor, very tiring.
