Feng Zhou clutched his black briefcase and hurried away from the Southern Villa District. He waited at a distant bus stop for a long time before finally boarding a bus.
He then rode buses back and forth from morning until five in the afternoon.
Public transportation on the Eastern Continent was basically free in this world, and after taking a certain number of rides, passengers even received substantial subsidies.
Even with the economy in such poor shape, those subsidies had not been cut, because everyone knew who mainly used public transportation.
It was past five when Feng Zhou finally boarded a bus home.
He looked utterly dazed. One hand would occasionally reach toward the briefcase, as if checking whether the things inside were still there.
Only when the bus announced an upcoming stop did he stand and follow the crowd off.
After getting off, he entered a fairly nice residential complex and walked into one of the buildings.
"Dad, you're back from work?" In a warmly decorated three-bedroom apartment, a middle-aged woman greeted Feng Zhou.
"Mm, I'm back." Feng Zhou went into one of the rooms and shut the door tightly.
In the living room outside, the middle-aged woman was on the phone.
"Honey, has the house been rented out?"
"Someone wants to rent it. I'm negotiating the price with them." A somewhat weary voice came from the other end.
"Yes, we've both lost our jobs, and only Dad still has one. It would be a waste to keep living in such a nice house. We should move somewhere smaller."
"Mm, thank you for understanding, honey." The man's voice sounded slightly more relaxed.
But then the man suddenly said, "Honey, I have to hang up. I think the Urban Construction Office just sent me a text."
Inside the room, the