"I never would have imagined that I'd end up eating that cookie."
After a night of restless sleep, Qiao Jie finally made up his mind.
It's not that he was lured by some adolescent dream of becoming a god; it was simply because he could quit this job at any time.
According to the stylishly dressed man, this line of work wasn't like those dead-end service jobs; it was pointless without passion, which is why they settled wages daily—much like the flyer distribution gig he did in college.
Since he could resign, it seemed wiser to take a gamble now with one month's guaranteed relief aid rather than regretting not taking a shot after a few years.
At the very least, if he quit now, he would have a whole month to find another job.
Climbing out of the capsule hotel, Qiao Jie took the free circular bus to the "Pioneer Dispatch Company".
