The stars rotate, time flies.
Colorful billboards flicker between skyscrapers.
Li Hao, dressed in a cheap suit, washed his face in the sink, hastily tidied his attire in front of the mirror, and then put on a beaming smile as he headed out the door.
"Mr. Zhang, you see..."
The easiest job to find in this world is always in sales because the base salary is low, and pay relies entirely on commission. This is an industry with a high ceiling, but the floor is equally low.
Every day he leaves early and returns late, weary from rushing around.
With a smiling face to welcome every social engagement, every phone call must be made cautiously to avoid a scolding. If you only face cold looks, that would be a blessing.
"Luckily, I finally closed a deal today."
"But I'm still so tired."
"When will this life come to an end?"
