Ordinary people have ordinary struggles.

  "You're fired! Get out of here immediately!"

  The bloated manager, resembling a fat pig, pointed at himself with his hand, the fatty flesh on his face quivering.

  Chen Chen lowered his head, clenching his fists tightly to suppress the anger in his heart. He didn't want to look at that disgusting face, fearing that if he did, he wouldn't be able to resist punching it.

  That air of pointing at one's own nose, as if pronouncing a death sentence on oneself. These vulgar people, relying on the tiny bit of power in their hands, think they can manipulate others at will?

  But in fact, he is also announcing his own fate, isn't he?

  He is the manager and his own superior, he himself is just a small employee under him. He said he wants to fire himself, then he really has no choice but to roll away.

  Chen Chen turned around and took a step, preparing to leave this place where he had only worked for two months.

  "Actually fought with the hotel guests?" Behind, the manager was still scolding: "Did your brain grow on a pig's body? This is a five-star hotel, what kind of identity do the guests who come here have? Compared to them, what are you? A third-rate university graduate, not even worth being called trash, and yet dared to fight with others?"

  "He started it first!" Hearing this scolding, Chen Chen couldn't help but stop again and turn around to argue back.

  "Then let him hit me!" Seeing Chen Chen still talking back, the manager gained spirit and took two steps forward, bringing a shiny fat face to his front: "What kind of person is Mr. Zhao? Being hit by him is your honor, you stinky insect, this is all the value you have left!"

  "You're the stinker!" Chen Chen's whole body was trembling, his fists clenched so tightly they were turning white: "I'm a human being, although I don't have as much money or power as him, but I still have my dignity. You can look down on me and mock me, but you can't trample all over me!"

  "What's wrong with me trampling you today?" The manager stretched out his index finger, constantly poking Chen Chen's forehead: "I'm trampling on it, and relying on this trash, can you still rebel?"

  "Don't go too far!"

  Chen Chen grasped his wrist and glared at him in anger: "You can scold me, but don't dare to poke my head!"

  "What are you doing..." Seeing Chen Chen still holding on, the manager was so scared that his fat body shook a few times, and his eyes were filled with terror. However, he still managed to threaten in a stern tone: "Let go of me quickly."

  "You think you can still point fingers at me, you fat pig? I've had enough of this!" Chen Chen could no longer hold back the anger that had been suppressed for so long, and it burst out like a flood: "Just because you're the manager doesn't mean you can treat me like dirt? What are you, anyway?"

  In anger, the strength in his hand grew stronger and stronger.

  Chen Chen was after all a student who had just graduated not long ago, and he also loved sports, so his physical fitness was much stronger than that of the fat man who had been emptied by wine and lust, and with just one squeeze, he couldn't bear it.

  "Let go quickly..." The manager cried out in pain: "Murder! Chen Chen has gone mad..."

  Upon hearing the shouting, several security guards rushed over and pulled the two apart.

  "You dare to rebel against me, you stinky insect?" The manager was in so much pain that he was gritting his teeth and his face was twisted with rage: "Get him, beat him to death, I'll take responsibility for the consequences!"

  "Manager, calm down." The head of the security team rushed to hold him back, with a smile all over his face, and persuaded: "What's your identity? Why bother to fight with this little role? It's not worth breaking things."

  While persuading him, he secretly gave Chen Chen a wink, hinting that he should leave quickly.

  Chen Chen was not the kind of person who didn't know what's good for him, seeing that look in his eyes, he knew the security captain was helping himself out, so he gave a grateful glance and walked out of the hotel without looking back.

  This place that doesn't get respect also has nothing worth cherishing.

  Also took away the eight hundred yuan in his pocket.

  Originally, the monthly salary was 1,800, but the manager said he had offended a customer and damaged the hotel's image, so he deducted 1,000 yuan. At this point, Chen Chen didn't even bother to argue about it anymore.

  It's not that he doesn't love money, his family is quite ordinary, a person working hard outside just for the sake of making money, and it's only right to take what he deserves. If the boss is in a good mood and gives him more, he'll gladly accept it.

  But making money doesn't mean giving up human dignity, the fat pig is deliberately being difficult, he would rather starve to death than humble himself for a thousand bucks, because in his opinion, he hasn't done anything wrong.

  Yes, I'm just a graduate from a third-rate university. In this day and age, people like me are everywhere, and we're not in demand at all. It's really not easy to find a job that suits my taste.

  Otherwise, how would I end up reluctantly working as a service staff in a hotel, just to earn enough money to sustain my basic living and survive in this city, while looking for other opportunities.

  Losing a job has become a reality nowadays, life must go on, and it's better to find a new one as soon as possible.

  However, reality is extremely cruel.

  "Sorry, we're currently only hiring females."

  "Sorry, this position requires at least two years of work experience."

  "Sorry, we are currently only considering graduates from top-tier universities for this position."

  After a whole day, Chen Chen had endured too many white eyes, but the work things had no results. Seeing that it was already late, he walked into a noodle shop with an empty stomach after a busy day.

  "Hey handsome, what can I get for you?" The boss lady walked over enthusiastically.

  "A bowl of plain noodles..." Chen Chen was embarrassed in his pocket, before he could settle down to work, he had to save as much as possible.

  "Alright!" The boss lady raised her voice and shouted loudly towards the kitchen with a heroic tone: "One bowl of plain noodles!"

  The female soprano's singing posture made Chen Chen can't help but reveal a smile, just at this moment, the phone rang.

  "Xiao Chen, have you eaten yet?"

  A warm feeling flowed through his entire body, and Chen Chen's body relaxed: "Mom, I'm eating now."

  "It's so late and you're just having dinner?" Her mother's voice was full of concern: "You're busy with work, but also need to take care of your body. By the way, do you have enough money? If not, I can transfer some over to you."

  "No need, mom!" Chen Chen hastily opened his mouth to refuse: "The money is enough for use, our manager values me highly and plans to give me a raise in the next few days."

  "That's good." Mother let out a relieved sigh: "You're alone outside, take good care of yourself, don't worry too much about home, your father and I are fine."

  "Take care of your body with dad too, I'll come back to see you when I have time." Hearing his mother say this, Chen Chen also felt a little more at ease.

  "Well, I won't keep you from resting then." Her mother hung up the phone with a smile.

  Hanging up the phone, his face still had a warm smile. At this time, the boss also brought over a bowl of noodles and placed it in front of Chen Chen: "Handsome guy, eat slowly, there's chili sauce, oil, vinegar on the table, add whatever you need yourself."

  Chen Chen smiled and nodded, watching as the boss's wife turned around to greet the other customers.

  Everyone is struggling to survive in this world in their own way, not just for themselves, but also for those who care about them, whether it's a fellow worker like themselves or a boss lady who runs a noodle shop, every day only to sell a few more bowls of noodles.

  That's just life, nobility has its own way of living, ordinariness has its own struggles, birth has its highs and lows, but it doesn't determine the final outcome.

  It's just like, one's own parents are ordinary people and can't pave a golden road for their children like those powerful and influential parents, but they give themselves meticulous care, not seeking great achievements, only hoping that they can live in peace and happiness.

  But the more it is so, the more one must struggle to make a living, even if only for the sake of those who care about oneself having a better life, even if it's just barely getting by, one must persevere until the end and become an Ah Xiang Po!

  Chen Chen took a deep breath, picked up his chopsticks and started eating noodles in big mouthfuls.

  Anyway, let's fill our stomachs first, with energy, we'll have the qualification to continue struggling.

  He swallowed all the noodles, took out five yuan and threw it on the table, Chen Chen walked out of the noodle shop and headed towards his residence.

  Along the way, he could see the distant city lights. Chen Chen stopped in his tracks and gazed quietly at the dazzling scenery, feeling a sudden sense of wonder.

  Being in this city, yet drifting outside of it, as if I don't belong to its embrace at all. When can I finally stand firm on my feet?

  The evening wind blew by, and a printed paper flew onto my body.

  Chen Chen curiously took the paper closer to his eyes and, with the help of the streetlight, made out the words on it: Recruiting a prison administrator...

  He couldn't help but laugh at this point, and there was no need to look any further. Prison management, this kind of work is not his cup of tea. It seems that today is destined to be a day off from work.

  In the midst of despair, I casually tore up the paper scraps and was about to throw them away.

  But unexpectedly, as the paper was torn open, a white light like a sharp blade tore through the entire space along the tear in the paper, and the crack swallowed him up like a big mouth.

  In the blink of an eye, a living person vanished into thin air, leaving behind only two torn pieces of paper fluttering in the wind like dancing butterflies.

  The two pieces of paper then transformed into a twinkling glow that slowly dissipated and eventually disappeared completely in the darkness of night.