In front of the artificial forest next to the landfill, Vladimir and Little White came face to face again.
"The spring breeze of reform blew in and shook my comrade Little White's spirit!"
"Don't call me your friend! "
Staff members from the waste recycling station were loading piles of empty plastic bottles and cans. Since there were so many, they had been working for more than an hour or two.
"I say, friend, do you smoke? Are these your pets? It looks like they're fighting..." The person in charge came to Zhang Zian and handed him a cigarette set.
"The cat is, but not the dog. Maybe it's a stray dog from nearby. You know there are many of them in the landfill." Zhang Zian refused the cigarette.
The man didn't care about cats and dogs and just used it as a conversation starter. He proceeded to change the topic and said, "Oh, did you collect all these empty bottles by yourself?"
