In the following days, Song Yun was discussing some important matters with Xuanwu. Judging from Xuanwu's analytical ability, this man was definitely playing the fool to catch the tiger, and the plan to go to the Pearl River Delta was suffocating Song Yun.
While some were busy and proud, others were idle and angry.
"Bang!"
An aluminum can was thrown directly from the bed onto the floor.
This was a simple rented room.
The rented room was decently decorated, with a TV and a computer inside.
At this moment, on the bed in the middle of the rented room, a man lay with dazed eyes, a cigarette in his mouth. Beside him were several unopened cans of beer and a few bags of snacks.
This man had a very simple name, Zhang Bei.
A few months ago, Zhang Bei was an ordinary security guard earning over a thousand yuan a month, with no major ups or downs in life.
However, Zhang Bei always felt that he wasn't meant to just live this simple life; his life should be more glorious and brilliant.
