Three years of trading coins for nothing, the bus goes straight to Guangdong.

The child is determined to leave the countryside, working night shifts in the electronics factory.

Tears soak the pork knuckle rice, vowing to earn one million.

At the end of the month, I got two thousand five, opening the contract is just gambling.

Whose child cries every night, where can you find gamblers losing every day?

After ten years of working, still just a worker, all in one night living in a palace.

If the big pie falls again, I will add more, trying to turn the tide, life is hard.

In the end, I lost everything, can't tighten the screws in my hand.

No matter how scary the factory manager is, it won't affect plugging in the power strips.

A bowl of braised beef noodles, after eating I still have to go to the assembly line.

Working in the assembly line for three years, enduring hardship and laboring towards dreams.

After three years of hard work, I saved eighty or ninety thousand before the year ends.

Angrily asking the factory manager for resignation, opening Binance without hesitation.

Diligently trading in waves, but in the end, I was played by the dog庄.

Thinking back to the days of youthful craziness, now living in a dilapidated factory.

I graduated in 2011, picking and choosing from various industries.

Originally thought I would have no connection with factories, who knew I became a clerk in a factory.

Three years of trading coins with no way back, the electronics factory is my home. $BTC