Lin Guodong and a few people who threw money with him had a day of trouble with the boss in a small hotel during the day, and some of them insisted that they would not go anywhere if they couldn't get the money back, and they would live in this store until they died or something.

But for these smugglers who have no identity and can only work in the dark everywhere, death is not the wisest choice here, and several people have no choice but to leave one after another.

There is no way to call the police, there is no way to seek justice, such things seem to have long been commonplace in the Chinese community without identity!

In order to survive, many people can only swallow their anger, just because they have no identity, because the money they earn is not illegal, and those police will not only be unable to seek justice for them, but will also detain them or send them back to China!

Compromise and despair made Lin Guodong lose all his strength, and he squatted at the door of the small hotel all day, not eating or drinking, and crying silently like a fool.

The owner of the small hotel couldn't stand it, so he bought him a cup of milk tea and a bread, but Lin Guodong didn't move until dark.

He lost his money, saved up three months' salary, and added tips of almost $10,000, and it was all gone! Even the broken mobile phone he had held in his hand last night to read the novel was stolen.

He didn't know how to contact his parents who were waiting for his life-saving money in China, and he didn't know how to explain to his girlfriend who had been waiting for him for more than two years in China and had been breaking up recently.

Lin Guodong had saved up many days of vacation this month, and he originally planned to stay in New York for two more days to visit this charming metropolis before going back, but now he doesn't even have the accommodation fee for an extra night!

Carrying an empty bag on his back and dragging his two legs, which were numb to the point of not feeling, he walked all the way from the vicinity of the City Hall building all the way to the middle of the Brooklyn Bridge.

He stopped in the distance where he could see the Statue of Liberty, and in the silence of the night, he couldn't see what the Statue of Liberty really looked like.

"Freedom?" Lin Guodong smiled bitterly, originally thinking that after repaying the money, his parents would no longer be threatened, and he could be a little more relaxed and free.

Now it seems that not only will he not be able to save his parents, but he will also not be able to get any freedom!

Is this the so-called American dream he is pursuing? He lives like an ant in the dark, and he doesn't even have the opportunity to change jobs casually if he can't pay enough money!

After more than two years, Lin Guodong is fed up with the suffering of no identity, and the restaurant where he just started to work is arranged by the snakehead, and it is only 1400 US dollars for a month, starting from washing dishes and brushing dishes, Lin Guodong wants to repay the money, and wants to repay the money as soon as possible, such a salary He will have to pay off the 70,000 US dollars in the year of the monkey, which is equivalent to nearly 500,000 yuan!

Lin Guodong was very diligent when he washed dishes in the first restaurant, and when he wasn't washing dishes, he watched the oil pot master next to him fry shrimp, and praised other people's things for frying well, while secretly learning art. The master saw that he was young and studious, and he was also clever, so he would occasionally give him advice.

Lin Guodong is quite good, when he went back to New York to send money, he brought some Chinese cigarettes back to Chinatown to smoke for the master, and slowly the master really taught him seriously, and when he was busy, he would let him help fry a starter or go back to the pot to fry shrimp or something. In this way, half a year later, Lin Guodong changed jobs!

The second restaurant, Lin Guodong, said that he was a frying pot master, and his salary rose directly from 1400 to 500 a week, and if he had an identity, his salary would be 550. It's a pity that he didn't! Every time he worked in the future, he was depressed because he didn't have an identity, and he slowly became numb.

It's just that he only went to this job for two weeks before he was fired by the boss, saying that he was born by hand. Isn't it a hand-to-? I used to watch people do it, but now I start to make a full set by myself, and he can't keep up with the rhythm, either the heat of the fried things is not enough, or the shrimp are not fried beautifully enough!

The key thing is that there are a few special starters, although the previous master has also taught them, but unfortunately there are few customers, he has fewer opportunities to learn, and even fewer opportunities to practice. Lin Guodong was complained by the guests several times, and the boss not only lost money but also lost his reputation, so he fired him!

The third restaurant, Lin Guodong, "honestly" said that he was a novice, and he had only been doing it for two or three months, and his salary could be less, and he hoped that the boss would take him in. The boss saw that he was very honest and promised to give him a trial for two weeks, and if it really didn't work, he would pay for the return trip himself.

(In the United States, the boss pays for restaurant fire, and the employee quits his job to pay for the car.) Lin Guodong agreed, this time the salary boss only gave him 450 a week, plus the tip was almost 2,000, and he did it here for a year.

When he changed to his fourth job, Lin Guodong had mastered all the skills of the oil pot master very proficiently, but he was in a hurry to increase the boss's salary, according to the salary of 2,000 a month.

His $70,000 didn't know that he had to make more money to return to the Year of the Monkey, so then he changed two jobs, and every time he changed jobs, he said that his work experience was longer, which was also taught to him by a master.

If you do two weeks and you have to say that you can do it, you have to say that you have done it for three months, you have to say that you have done it for half a year, you have done it for half a year, you have to say that you have done it for more than a year, and no one dares to refute you if you have more than one year of work experience and three years, the key is that as long as you do your job well, the boss will use you!

Just when he didn't know what his future path should take, he suddenly heard a strange laugh behind him.

As soon as Lin Guodong turned around, he saw two black ghosts who looked like homeless people, one around him left and one right, I don't know how long they watched him from the side, and he was scared.

“Hi，Bro，give me all of your money!” One of the spoke sly.

"No money."

Lin Guodong didn't understand the rest of his English, but he knew the word money.

Because Master Hibachi is talking about more money and more happiness in his mouth every day!

“No money?you are a liar，Chinese all rich.” The other laughed.

Lin Guodong didn't know how to say that he was stolen, so he could only wave his hand and say that he had no money, originally thinking that they would walk away if they knew that they had no money, who knew that the next moment,

The who spoke to him at first snatched his worn backpack from his hand, and the other man quickly came up and grabbed him by the neck, making him unable to move for a moment.

Lin Guodong's mouth whimpered with despair, but he didn't dare to move, afraid that it would annoy the two frantic homeless men.

The man who snatched his bag rummaged through his bag on the ground, and when he found that he really had no money, he yelled at the other person, and the man let him go.

Lin Guodong breathed heavily, thinking that he was finally safe, when the person who rummaged through his bag suddenly walked up to him, said something to another person, and then reached out and grabbed Lin Guodong's legs.

Before he could react, another came up and grabbed his arm, and together they threw his entire body into the air.

Lin Guodong only had time to let out a terrible cry, and the whole person fell down like a stone.

A few seconds later, I heard a "poof" sound from the deep sea, like a pebble thrown by someone in the sea, which couldn't make any waves at all on such a quiet night, and Lin Guodong's body only stirred up a small splash.

Soon the sea fell silent again, except for the gentle breeze dancing lightly with the waves. And Lin Guodong, just like his identity, did not leave any record in the United States!

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I don't know how long it took, Lin Guodong opened his eyes and didn't see the so-called ghost reincarnation, but he was surprised to find that he was saved, and he was lying on a NYPD patrol boat at the moment, surrounded by several NYPD policemen!

Li Guodong thought to himself that this was all over, he was an unidentified smuggler, arrested by the police, and either put in a prison in New Jersey pending trial, or directly deported to China as an illegal immigrant.

But his money has been lost, his debts have not been paid off, how can he have the face to go back to China to meet his parents who have done everything to send him abroad!