The Hardships of Life

Chen Wang's tavern had been shut down by inspectors for an absurd reason: one of his suppliers had been selling counterfeit goods.

The supplier had been arrested, and Chen Wang's tavern had been implicated and sealed as well. He felt rather helpless about it.

"My supplier was a bootleg liquor dealer, and they shut down my shop too. What a joke."

Chen Wang had no intention of making a move. He forcibly suppressed his temper, settled the wages of the two young clerks, and told them to seek other employment.

The two young men were deeply moved. The boss really is a good man. Even with the shop under investigation, he still paid us this month's wages.

Watching their retreating backs, Chen Wang felt helpless as well.

He glanced at the sealed tavern, pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, placed it between his lips, and lit it.

Smoke curled through the air, obscuring Chen Wang's face until it could scarcely be seen clearly.

"This five hundred thousand in startup capital is nothing to me, but for ordinary people, it would be a devastating blow."

"This is extortionate charging. What kind of rotten system is this? When I hold power, I'll definitely reform it properly."

Chen Wang shook his head and did not bother arguing with those people from the so-called Health Association.

On one hand, he found the matter absurd. On the other, he felt that perhaps he simply was not suited to running a shop.

But when he was about to drive away, he suddenly froze. He pressed the car key in his hand several times, yet nothing happened.

His car was gone.

Chen Wang had bought that sedan to experience ordinary life. He had barely driven it after opening the shop, yet