My parents named me Xiang Ergou, and I don't like the name.
Because I heard the boss tell me, dogs walk a thousand miles to eat shit, wolves walk a thousand miles to eat meat.
So I changed my name to Lang.
The boss praised my ambition and asked if I wanted to collect debts for the company, and I agreed.
In one month, in just one month, I collected 17 debts for the company, three of which were bad debts that others couldn't recover.
Since then, no one called me by my name anymore; everyone respectfully called me "Brother Lang."
I moved out of the rundown shack where my dad had died and into a big house.
The house was one that a debtor handed over to the company to settle a debt, recovered by me, along with the corpse of a man and a dying woman.
Debt collection, wall building, it was the most work I did for the boss, and I got a lot of money, found a lot of joy.
That time was the happiest time of my life; I thought I found the meaning of life.
