C53 Uncle Huang's Old Squad Leader

At this time, Zhang Biao was lying on his bed, looking at the ceiling above his head, as if he had no goal in life. The villagers all said how easy it was to earn money at the seaport, telling him how bustling the seaport was, as well as the skyscrapers were bright and lively, but what he didn't understand was that since he had left home from Plains City to the bustling seaport