If this were before, these people would have a gun barrel pointed at their heads, forcing them out of this slum.
Many of them just couldn't understand why they wouldn't stay in a perfectly good dormitory and insisted on huddling in this stinking, poor hellhole.
"Implement at the grassroots level" — these five words are easy to say, but hard to actually practice.
The ones who truly make it from the grassroots, ten out of ten, have real skills. The rest are ground down by endless trivialities and noise into listless souls, appeasers, and old hands at waiting things out.
"Commissioner, can I apply for a job change? I want to transfer back to Dragon Field to the Engineering Department, I want to go ahead..."
Jiao Ao, with his green mohawk, wore a bitter expression; he just couldn't continue any longer.
"Going up there won't help."
"I Eat Fujian People," who was in charge of managing the residents' committee, didn't look too good either but still advised,
