274 Let's go to the amusement park!_1
His cheap suit had already split open, exposing the gray lining inside.
Apart from bloodstains, there were also footprints on it, filthy beyond words.
The bruises on his mouth and face were blackened, his beard was unkempt, and his tortured face was etched with pain.
The man looked miserable and pitiful.
He had been there for a week, and that week had opened his eyes to the viciousness of the world.
Honestly, he wasn't a fool—he had really just wanted to make money, and those people had painted him a beautiful blueprint.
He had believed them, but as time went on, he felt that things weren't right.
The dream was full of promise, but reality was skeletal.
Recruiting others was truly difficult; not to mention anything else, in the village, a hundred yuan was a family's monthly living expense. Asking for five hundred or a thousand yuan to join him in the shoe polish business was like talking in one's sleep.