His ride in the front basket of the bike along the dirt road was a trip Zheng Tan preferred to forget.
He couldn’t wait to get out when they arrived at Wei Ling’s destination. He felt dizzy and almost couldn’t land on his feet.
They arrived at a small two-story building in a mostly residential neighborhood. This place seemed to be within the demolition area. Many houses were empty, with ‘DEMOLISH’ spray painted on the walls. The area was surrounded by huge billboards of the building that had been planned to be built.
The high-tech business area was expanding. The demolition of this piece was inevitable. In the next ten years, high-tech enterprises would slowly take over this entire area.
Wei Ling opened the door; pushed his bike inside the house, opened the refrigerator and grabbed a handful of beef jerky. Then he sat on the sofa and started watching TV. He paid no attention to Zheng Tan.
