"And you? What have you been up to? You're only just back now," Sienna Johnson asked.
"Went to see a friend."
Sienna took off his baseball cap and sunglasses, staring into his eyes, "What friend? Do I know them?"
"No, you don't!"
"Oh." Sienna didn't ask further, leaning lazily against the single sofa, looking at the simple street scenery outside.
When she was Domestic, many people lamented missing the golden era of the initial reform and opening up, so they thought of coming to places like Himakati and Mandanila to develop.
Only after coming did Sienna realize how naive that idea was.
"What are you thinking about?"
"I'm just pondering why this place is so poor."
"All the money is being exploited by those above; it's no wonder they're poor."
"When I was Domestic, some friends even joked about wanting to develop here. Realistically, it's not feasible at all.
Business requires order, rules, and legal guarantees, but here, it's just not possible.
