C269 Lies and Truth

San Mao and I walked past this line of so-called" recruits ". These people were tall, short, tall, and their formation was crooked like an extremely irregular set of rotten teeth. They had a small white collar who had just walked out of an office space, a construction worker who had just climbed down from a scaffolding, and a tycoon who, a year ago, had been riding around in a big car