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The factory was bought by the Japanese, which made Fan San more happy than sad.
It has been more than ten years since I left a poor mountain village and came to this city to study in a university and enter a factory to engage in technology. I just worked hard to get into a workshop director, and the so-called bright future turned into a colorful bubble overnight. These colorful bubbles were amplified, amplified, amplified in Fan Sanxi's cup, and suddenly they all exploded with a click.
In fact, it was the wine bottle that exploded, and the perpetrator was Fan Sanxi's wife Lu. Looking at his wife's purple face, Fan Sanxi bowed his head, digging his forehead with pointed nails, and was silent.
Chun Er's face has been tense since Fan Sanxi was fired. The woman nicknamed "Chun Er" by her husband hasn't called for months. However, at the peak of forty years old, coupled with the worries of unemployment, Fan Sanxi screamed and wanted to vent. When his wife didn't give him a good look, he kept drinking and "accused himself of fatigue with his fingers" with the strength of drinking. Stimulated by alcohol, a beautiful body emerged in his mind. When the idle white slurry is sprayed into the toilet or on the floor, Fan Sanxi will squeeze out a few drops through her teeth. ...
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