When Fu Zhimei got the news, it was already night. Why was it so late? Because he deserved it and nobody helped him.

Fu Zhimei had a bad day at Fu's. He was thinking about the little woman, whether she had eaten or not, and how she slept last night.

Office staff found that the boss's high pressure was somewhat unusual, and they could not easily come to the door to scold. All day, under the cover of a dark cloud, Fu's attic racted time in a race.

Fu Zhimei knows he's making a big fuss, but he can't help it. Who makes himself a man? No man can tolerate...