"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.,In less than three minutes, he finished a large plate of fried rice and, after patting his belly contentedly, leisurely went back.,On the second day, in a inconspicuous corner of newspaper in city A, there was such a small news item.。