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.,Originally, yesterday's fellow worker, Mr. Wang (the same one who suffered from heatstroke today), brought a bag of walnuts back from his hometown and distributed them to the workers. Apart from Wang Ming, most workers took a few. Zhou Pi was especially ruthless, taking the entire bag away.,Wang Ming didn't seem like someone who liked to dwell on things. If he couldn't figure something out, he simply let it go, muttering to himself in his heart.。