When he woke up, Liu Xiangyu was taken aback because he found that his denim bag was missing. He knew in his heart that he must have stolen it away from the thief at night, so he was so angry that he couldn't help but scold, and he was extremely angry. But he also knew that scolding was useless, and it could not solve the current problem at all, except for the role of dissipating anger.

Not only did this leave him penniless, but it also caused him to lose all his documents, which had an unusually serious impact on his continued job search. It was already difficult to find a job, but now that there are no certificates, it is even more difficult.

What's the matter, is God going to cut me off my way and kill me? He roared inwardly and sighed heavily against the gray sky.

Then, he squatted on the ground in great frustration, holding his head in both hands, looking like he wanted to cry without tears. At this moment, he felt very uncomfortable and painful, almost to the point of going crazy.

It took him a long time before he got up from the ground and walked forward in despair.

After walking more than ten meters away, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw a light blue denim bag lying next to the flowerbed with various flowers in full bloom. So, he laughed ecstatically, and ran away. That's right, it was indeed his bag that was unfortunately stolen, he opened the bag and carefully checked the rest of the contents, certificates, ID cards and all kinds of materials were there, but he didn't see the hundreds of dollars.

In fact, he should have expected such a result a long time ago, but he just had a fantasy in his heart, and it was also a thief who tried his best to steal, and his purpose was for money, so how could he be kind enough to keep it for him? He was naturally sad when he didn't have money, but he felt a little relieved that all the documents were there, and it would not affect him to continue looking for a job.

It was a blessing in disguise, he sighed, then smiled again, then picked up his bag and walked along the trail towards the silent park.

Out of the park, Liu Xiangyu walked aimlessly along the street where cars came and went. He only had the idea of looking for a job in his head, but he didn't know where to look for it, and he felt at a loss in front of him.

Despite his repeated defeats at the city's Talent Exchange Center, he still believes that it is the best place for him to find a job. So, after thinking about it, he decided to try his luck at the Talent Exchange Center again.

After making up his mind, he quickened his pace and walked along the gradually lively street in the direction of the Municipal Talent Exchange Center, feeling in a good mood along the way.

When he was about to arrive at the Talent Exchange Center, he raised his eyes and saw a breakfast shop, so he walked towards it in a daze, as if he was deeply attracted by the fragrance wafting out. Actually, the real reason why he did it was because he was hungry.

In less than two minutes, he came to the front of the shop, and was about to order something from the waiter, when he suddenly remembered that he was penniless, so he had to smile awkwardly at the waitress who walked up to him, and then turned around and left.

He tried to get rid of his hunger, but his stomach growled uncontrollably, and he protested strongly. But he had no money on him, and no matter how much he protested, it was useless, so he patted his uncomfortable stomach, apologized to it, and then continued to walk forward.

Luck is indeed so bad that it can't be worse, no matter how many jobs are placed there for people to receive, in the end there is no part of him Liu Xiangyu, he endured hunger and stood in line for a morning, accompanied by a smile to say good things to the recruiter, but the result was still empty-handed, and there was nothing.

Is it true that there is no master here? Is it really God going to cut my way? He stood on the empty field of the Municipal Talent Exchange Center, thinking with despair and pain, tears flashing in his eyes that had been staring at the gloomy sky for a long time. He was not a man accustomed to tears, but at the moment he could no longer control his emotions, and tears welled up in his eyes, slid across his haggard face, and fell to the ground with the wind.

It took a long time for him to calm down from his pain, wipe away his tears, and turn and walk towards the arched door. When he was about to reach the door, he saw the two bottles of mineral water lying at his feet, and he involuntarily stopped, hesitated and leaned down to pick them up.

Seriously, he was ashamed of his behavior, but hunger and thirst compelled him to do so, so he let out a long sigh, put the bottle into his mouth, and gulped down most of the remaining half of the bottle of mineral water, feeling much more comfortable in his stomach and rejuvenating himself at the same time.

He looked at the empty bottle reluctantly for a few seconds, and the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched, revealing a mocking smile. He was mocking himself, mocking the top students of a major university for falling to the point of quenching their thirst by picking up water thrown on the ground by others, and the bitterness in his heart at this moment was really indescribable.

After a while, he suddenly raised his hand high and threw the empty bottle in his hand on the ground, as if to vent God's humiliation and injustice against him. He looked at another bottle with half a bottle of water and raised his hand to throw it away, but eventually decided to leave it for a rainy day. So, he slowly lowered his hand and carried it across the door.

He walked like a stray dog in the hustle and bustle of the city, and the prosperity in front of him was very close to him, but it did not belong to him at all. What really belongs to him is the failure of the job search, the frustration, the pain, and the unquenchable hunger and thirst at this time.

He suddenly hated the city he had longed for, because it had given him too much disappointment and suffering, too much frustration and pain. Despite this, he did not have the idea of fleeing the city, but became more and more determined to put down roots here and do something vigorous here. He believes that difficulties are only temporary, and a bright future must belong to him.

He supported his hungry and tired body with such a powerful spiritual force, and walked along the bustling street, although his steps were a little heavy, but he walked steadily.