In 2008, I graduated from a vocational high school and was assigned to the most luxurious five-star hotel in the local area by the school. My major was cooking snacks, so I was naturally assigned to the Chinese dim sum house in the catering department. Because I just walked out of the school gate, I couldn't adapt to everything and couldn't even rent a house. I could only take the bus back and forth to stay in school. But the trip was too far away. I had to get up early and run for 45 minutes to go to work. Later, the senior of the dim sum house knew my situation and introduced me to rent a house in a certain compound. There were many migrant workers living there. The landlord was also an acquaintance. Although the place where I lived was a bit remote, I could only walk to the hotel. Because everyone in the hotel rented a house there, the landlord was also easy to talk about, and the rent was collected like others, so I didn't charge me more.