"I can't agree with you there. We're all workers here; I have no intention of discriminating against you. Instead, it's your colleague who looks at me as if I'm a thief, almost as if they wanted to check my household registration." Yang Fan corrected him.
"If we're all workers, where does this notion of high and low, noble and humble come from?"
After correcting the statement, Yang Fan didn't linger and went straight into the residential complex because there was a car coming in behind him.
Yang Fan felt like he was somehow cursed today; why was it that everywhere he went, he encountered people who were at odds with him?
He wandered the streets and alleys, and there were indeed others who looked down on him, but none were as blatant as they were today—at most, it was just a disdainful glance.
Was it because he visited places associated with wealthy people today?
