"Damn Zhou Pi, it's so hot out and he still had us eat lunch then start working. If I had been a little slower, I probably would have ended up in the hospital with Wang Da Ye from heatstroke. Thanks to Wang Da Ye, today Zhou Pi let us go home early." Wang Ming muttered as he walked.,Of course, this was just a small song Wang Ming sang on his way home from work. Wang Ming didn't take it seriously and continued walking through the still-hot evening sun towards a famous slum in Xi District of City A.,In less than three minutes, he finished a large plate of fried rice and, after patting his belly contentedly, leisurely went back.。