Downhill.
Enter the door.
Pass security check.
Go upstairs.
Directly to the Cafeteria. Although it was exhausting every day, with almost no ti to rest during the day, just thinking about Food made it feel worthwhile. Here, through labor, they learned the value of Food.
In the past.
Many people lived quite abundantly and often wasted Food.
Now.
A grain of rice.
A drop of oil.
All felt hard to co by. Many people’s plates were as clean as if they had been washed after eating, not even leaving the seasoning. Of course, so things were not to be had just because you wanted to eat them; they required consuming labor points.
Cake.
Beverage.
Steak.
Roasted at.
...
In short.
All ’luxury’ Consumption required points. Gitti wholeheartedly agreed; without a cost, no one would cherish it. If everyone in the world could eat Steak, that would be a disaster.
In a few days.
There would be no cows left in the world!
Wealth.
The gap.
Actually, it’s also a ans to balance human and nature, indispensable. Earth’s Resources are far from being able to allow everyone to live a carefree life. Ahem, Gitti shook her head.
Thinking too far ahead.
"What’s roasting tonight?"
"Lamb, rabbit."
"Tsk tsk."
Barbecue.
Is a major category here; if there’s any dish that almost everyone can accept, it would be barbecue. A little Cumin, a little salt, the flavor is irresistibly enticing.
Spent a hundred points.
Gitti bought Steak.
Delicious.
Generous portion.
The forr subordinates each bought other ’luxury items’ and shared them. This kind of AA dining was also a common mode here because points were hard to earn, and banding together allowed everyone to have a taste.
Ate to their fill.
Drank enough.
Returned to the prison area.
"Is this Earth?" Staring at the sky, suddenly, a bizarre question popped into Gitti’s mind. So long, only seeing blue sky, never having seen a starry sky, extrely unusual.
The next mont.
"Ha!"
Gitti shook her head with a wry smile.
Stayed too long.
Is my mind starting to go too? How could I have such an absurd thought?
"Gitti, co quickly."
A call echoed from the distant open space; perhaps to prevent them from getting depressed, after a al, they’re allowed to play for an hour on the open ground in the prison area, where various sport equipnt, like Badminton, is provided.
"Okay."
Gitti quickened her pace.
After getting used to it.
It seems not too bad.
"Ah!"
"Ouch!"
"Spare ."
"I want to see Lawyers."
"..."
While playing, the sound of a pig being butchered ca from afar. They exchanged knowing glances and smiled, this batch had so spine. Given the complexity of the personnel, few dared to lay hands on prison guards right away.
This ti.
It’s clearly a tough batch.
Unfortunately.
Confronted with such an inhumane existence, no matter how tough, they would have to kneel, and looking for Lawyers? At least, among those Gitti had co into contact with, not a single one was innocent; more or less, they were all engaged in illegal activities.
"Overestimating one’s abilities."
"This scream, it’s music to my ears."
"Mm-hmm."
"Such strong n, who knows..." Among those present, there’s not much restraint, either licking blood off the knife’s edge or aiding and abetting the evildoer. Months without tasting at, the itch inside was unbearable.
Honestly.
Quite a few were hoping for sothing to happen between them and the prison guards.
Fellow inmates?
C’mon!
A weak existence, unable to pique their interest anymore. It’s just that for so inexplicable reason, when far away there’s still desire, but when close, beyond admiration, it’s like hormones got stuck.
Very strange.
At this mont.
The wails gradually ceased.
Presumably.
They’ve realized what kind of terrifying existence they’re facing. As expected, in less than ten minutes, a line of people on the main road outside the prison area, one after another, hung their heads in despair, so even with bruised and swollen faces.
An expression of doubting life.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What did I just go through?
"Brother, hold on."
"Don’t cry."
"Don’t lose heart, this isn’t the worst, next ti, dare to take on the guards and it could be worse, so try to stay optimistic, losing isn’t scary, scary is when you want to overturn the table."
"See you tomorrow."
"..."
Along the way.
Lively as could be. The last ti Gitti’s group ca, it wasn’t this lively, mainly because of the crowd, over a hundred people, lined up in a long row. Bullying the weak is also a truth here.
"..."
On the road.
A crowd of newcors was bewildered.
God!
What kind of place have I co to?
...
Second day of the new year.
Morning.
Qingyan City.
Manor.
Guests filled the place, almost all of Qingyan City’s sowhat prestigious were there. Tang Family had rooted here for a few years, eating and drinking, calling friends, coming and going, it was hard not to network with the upper echelons.
Thus.
Second day of the new year.
Beca Tang Family’s banquet day. As the number one family in Qingyan City, sending out invitations naturally received face; guests ca with families to support, soon, the gifts almost piled up at the door.
At the gate.
A row of Luxury Cars lined up.
At this mont.
A family of three stepped out of an Audi.
"So big."
Looking at the endless walls on both sides, the daughter exclaid in surprise. She’d long heard Tang Family’s courtyard was sizable, but only by coming personally, standing below the high walls, could she genuinely feel it.
"Of course, the richest family dostic."
Father smiled.
Huaxia.
Even if there were unseen tycoons, he didn’t believe any could amass over two trillion RMB in Wealth. One had to know, the dostic Economy’s Lifeline is entirely in the hands of state-owned enterprises.
Invisible tycoons in the tens of billions.
He believed.
In the trillions.
Didn’t believe.
Therefore.
Huaxia’s richest family is undoubtedly the Tang Family.
"Xinxin, the Tang Family’s few younger ones aren’t more than two years older than you, if you can get acquainted, that’s best." Bringing the child here wasn’t for New Year’s money, but for broader experience.
Making friends.
Expanding horizons.
Multiple avenues open up. If one could beco friends with Tang Family mbers, it would be like unveiling a new bright path. Though he himself was a city official, he knew too well how massive a tree the Tang Family was.
"Okay."
The daughter nodded.
Likewise.
Other guests also mostly brought their children, especially those with sons, knowing Mrs. Tang Qing’s position was taken, yet Tang Nian’er and several other young ones were still reportedly single.
Opportunity knocks.
...
"Happy New Year!"
"No need to be formal."
"Please."
"Make yourselves at ho, don’t stand on ceremony."
"..."
Tang Kai personally greeted the guests. The venue wasn’t in the main building of the Manor; in such an enormous Manor, there was ample Space to build a special place for large banquets, accommodating dozens of tables wasn’t an issue.
Unfortunately.
Throughout the year.
It’s used only two or three tis.
"Elder Cui, welco."
Upon Cui Guangming’s arrival, Tang Qing personally greeted him, and seeing this, everyone, from high officials to tycoons, all stood up. Once, Cui Guangming was also a governing authority, just retired early.
However.
That doesn’t matter.
The Cui family.
Remains an unshakeable major clan in Beijing, and they couldn’t help but marvel at how four years prior, Tang Qing, with his keen eye, brought Dou Jiao into Sky Eye, connecting with the Cui family.
Impressive.
"Please."
"Sure."
"..."
On the road.
Cui Guangming greeted those he knew. When he governed regions, these people would attend his events even after his early Retirent.
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