Making a living in Dongguan, her fiery red lips offer me tenderness.

"Beautiful lady, please don't discriminate based on profession, okay? There are 360 ​​professions, and everyone needs to do them. Some people have a gruesome soul beneath their glamorous exterior, and that's truly disgusting."

"How much will it cost?"

"It depends. The price isn't fixed. What? You want to patronize my business?"

"Pah, I won't."

Just then, my phone rang. It was Jingyi calling.

"Hey, Xiaoyang, it's so late, why haven't you come yet?"

"Jingyi, I'm not going over today. I had some drinks with Jianguo and the others, and I'm sleeping here."

"Oh, you're not drunk, are you?"

"No, you should go to sleep early. I'll call you again tomorrow."

"OK!"

I hung up the phone.

Ding Yang continued chatting online.

"Beautiful lady, what do you do for a living?"

"you guess!"

"How could I possibly guess that? I'm not a fortune teller. If I could guess it, it would be like a ghost story."

I am an accountant at a company.

"Oh! That's good!"

"How long have you been selling roast duck?"

"Not long, a little over a year."

"Really?"

"real!"

"Do you still have love?"

"Of course, work is work, and love is love; they shouldn't be mixed up."

"So you broke up with your girlfriend? Did she look down on your job?"

"No, that's not it. She doesn't know what kind of work I do. She just thinks I'm too poor."

"oh!"

"Handsome, why don't you find a proper job?"

"When I first came to Dongguan, I worked in a factory. It was too hard and I didn't earn much money. Later, I started my own business and sold 'Shenjing roast duck,' which brought in more income."

"Are you handsome?"

"Of course, I think I'm pretty good."

"how tall are you?"

"185,"

"How heavy is it?"

"79 kg, eight-pack abs, very low body fat percentage."

"He looks like a really handsome guy."

"Absolutely! You're smitten, aren't you? You'd be drooling over me, you'd definitely want to be my girlfriend."

"Go away, don't try to tempt me, I'm not falling for that."

"I don't seduce, I just state the facts."

"So how's your business? Are you getting a lot of customers?"

"It's alright, we won't starve."

"Oh dear, will the kidneys burn?"

"No problem, I'm in good health."

"Beautiful lady, if I may ask, are you single?"

I'm divorced.

"oh!"

"What? Disappointed?"

"You're overthinking it. Love is all about fate, not age."

"What kind of people usually buy your roast duck?"

"Those who can afford roast duck are generally wealthy women, and they can be of any age."

"...Don't you find it disgusting?"

"Do business with sincerity and treat every customer well, and you will have repeat customers. Love what you do."

"Come on, so you're saying you have professional ethics now?"

"Of course, serving the people and respecting my clients is my professional ethics."

"snort!"

"Hey beautiful, if you'd like some Peking duck, you can come find me. I can even give you a discount."

"No need, I'm afraid of getting sick."

"No, I pay special attention to hygiene, and I have regular medical checkups. My hygiene standards are absolutely met, so you can rest assured."

"Hmph, I couldn't do that either."

"It's nothing, just chatting."

"Excuse me for asking, how long have you been divorced?"

"Not long after."

Did you live separately before the divorce?

"have!"

"Then hurry up and find another one. There are so many handsome guys out there, there's bound to be one that's right for you. Don't waste your youth."

"Trying to attract customers again?"

"You're overthinking it. I don't lack business. What I need isn't customers, but salvation."

"What does that mean?"

"I need a rich woman to save me."

"Pfft... Do I have to redeem you from your servitude?"

"No need for that. I'm free. I can leave when I want and stay when I want."

"Handsome, how old are you?"

"You're 25 years old, how about you?"

"I'm much older than you."

"Oh, so you're the older sister."

"What, you think I'm too old?"

"You're overthinking it. I've already said that love has nothing to do with age; it's all about fate and whether the two people are compatible."

"Handsome, what are your plans for the future? Are you planning to sell roast duck long-term?"

"No, this line of work isn't easy either. Business is tough these days. I'll do it for another year or two, make some money, and then I'll switch to another business."

"oh!"

"Sister, it's late, can I ask you something personal?"

"What?"

"Have you ever cheated on your spouse?"

"No!"

"real?"

"Of course it's true."

"That's amazing!"

Did your girlfriend cheat on you?

"I wouldn't call this cheating; it's my job. If I get married in the future, I won't cheat either. I'm quite faithful in relationships."

"Do you even believe what a man says?"

"You don't understand. Lobster is delicious, and everyone likes it, but if you eat lobster for 10 days in a row, wouldn't you feel like throwing up when you see lobster?"

"..."

"I think I understand what you mean."

"When you find a girlfriend or get married in the future, will you still have those feelings? Will you feel repulsed?"

"No, I still have to fulfill my obligations. I can't expect others to help me with my own little world. Besides, taking care of my girlfriend is a piece of cake, isn't it?"

"sharp!"

"Hehe, you haven't experienced it yourself, how would you know how powerful it is?"

"..."

"Okay, I can't chat with you anymore, I have to go now, I have business to attend to."

"Take care of your health and cherish your kidneys, lest you regret it later."

"Thank you! Goodbye!"

Ding Yang closed his laptop, feeling it was pointless; what was the point of chatting idly?

sleep!

That night, Ding Yang spent the night in the car.

The next morning, Ding Yang went back to the shop to take a shower.

Time flies like an arrow.

Ding Yang gave up carrying cement and doing manual labor, becoming a truck driver. He ate at fast food restaurants and slept mostly in his truck.

I occasionally stay at Jingyi's place for one night...

One day later...

Tan Yan went to the hospital for an ultrasound and confirmed that she was pregnant; the fetus was developing normally.

Ding Yang never called Tan Yan again, and Tan Yan never contacted Ding Yang either.

Ding Yang drives a small six-wheeled vehicle. During the day, he waits for customers in some open spaces beside National Highway 107, and at night he chats online on his laptop in the car.

During this time, I've been having a very lively conversation with that divorced young woman named Chanjuan.

Ding Yang called the other person "Chanjuan," while the other person called Ding Yang "Fengyue" because his online name was "Fengyue Hunter."

"Fengyue, how's business today?"

"Business is bad today, haven't made a single sale yet, haven't earned any tips. I overslept a bit, just came out a short while ago."

"Fengyue, can you please quit this line of work?"

"Sister, do you think I want to do this? Sometimes I feel like throwing up, but what can I do for you?"

"Can't you just find a proper job? Even working in a factory would be fine!"