Biggie gloomily sat on a bench under a street lamp beside the starport.
His job lasted less than a month. Although he was scolded every day, it was still a job that allowed him to keep a roof over his head and fed him. Now that he lost his job, he felt lost.
His body type was different from everyone else and he had to consume way more food than a regular person. That was why he cherished every job he got. Most of the time, when his bosses felt he ate more than his money's worth, he would be fired.
Biggie turned his head and spotted the two guests from the tavern. He smiled kindly and said, "I'm fine."
"Your boss was being unreasonable. It's not your fault you tripped. They had just finished cleaning and the floor was slippery and wet," Gu Ding complained on behalf of Biggie.
