In an abandoned old industrial zone in the suburbs of a county town under T City.
A white van quietly pulled up to the bottom of an abandoned old building.
"Is the heat still on out there?"
"It's alright. We should be able to ship the goods out."
A fat man with a buzz cut stepped out of the van. His face was covered in fierce-looking flesh, yet he oddly exuded a sense of simple-minded humor.
The man who came up to meet him handed him a cigarette, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth coated in thick tartar.
"We need to move faster. The client has already rushed us three times."
"Three times?" The fat man spat. "Doesn't getting and inspecting the goods take time? Being in such a rush, it serves him right that he can't even have a kid after getting a wife."
"Whoever pays is boss. We rely on them for our business."
As they spoke, an ordinary, plain-looking woman came downstairs.
The fat man with the buzz cut asked her, "Are those goods upstairs keeping quiet?"
