We were unemployed in the last century. During the layoff frenzy that swept the country, my wife and I became unemployed in the same month. I worked in a medium-sized state-owned enterprise with 5000 people, engaged in quality inspection work. I was in this factory after graduation from technical secondary school. I was confident that I was qualified for this job. I also got a college diploma from the staff university, but all of this did not save my job. I still remember that when I finally walked out of the factory, the tearful master and the personnel manager who smiled with no smile
My wife was also "optimized" a week after I was laid off. She was an excellent textile worker. In the eyes of most men, she was definitely a beautiful woman. The fat workshop director had long fantasized about her, but he never succeeded. Several female workers in the workshop were his playthings
The textile factory with heavy debts was finally merged. The workshop director who was good at flattering took the position of deputy director. After refusing his shameless request again, my wife was laid off. My wife and I have a little savings and want to do a little business so that we can finally support our family.
That year, my cousin came back from Shenzhen and I heard the term "venture capital" for the first time. However, this term became the beginning of my nightmare. Under his repeated lobbying, we gave all the money to him for investment. In the first quarter, he sent us back 30% of the dividend. Driven by the interests, my wife and I launched all the relationships we could imagine, and borrowed a huge six-figure sum of money to my cousin. As you guessed, the money was like a small stone thrown into the sea, and disappeared instantly, My cousin disappeared together... we really became the proletariat, the proletariat who owed a lot of money. In order to escape the debt collectors, we took the train down the south. After half a year in the south, we finally found that it was not suitable for us. Our low education and narrow professional skills made us only engage in the most basic physical labor.
One day, I saw a piece of news in a shabby newspaper, which probably said that the fake traffickers had fled with women after they had cheated them of selling money. In the south, I seem to have heard that this is called "flying an airplane" or something. I began to re-examine my wife: whether in ancient times or in modern times, my wife is definitely a beautiful woman, with a beautiful face, long black and soft hair, and a devil-like figure. Her breasts are very beautiful, large and straight, and the bright red nipples are particularly lovely against the size of the areola; Her private place is warm and close, which makes me ecstatic every time. No wonder such a creature made that mean fat man salivate. At the end of the day, she once offered to do that line of work, but it was rejected by me. I can't stand the feeling of being put on a green hat every day. Now when we are going to face this dilemma again, I put forward my idea to her - selling a wife. She agreed. I know she loves me. So, I started my career as a pseudo-people trafficker. Economic differences have affected regional development and social life, including marriage. In many areas, especially in remote mountain villages, local women marry out because of poverty, while those from other places are unwilling to marry in, creating many "bachelor villages". So human trafficking came into being. The first time we went to a province in southwest China, I sold my wife to an old bachelor in his 40s. When did that guy see such a beautiful woman, and his eyes were staring straight at my wife, so that he didn't find many flaws in our first cheating. I successfully obtained 5000 yuan. After waiting for two days at the appointed country hotel, my wife came back, and we fled the place together. The old bachelor didn't even see my wife naked. After our first experience, our means have become more and more mature. I sold my wife nine times in a year, and the deposit has far exceeded five figures. It is not always so successful. At that time, her wife was finally killed by others. Although she resisted fiercely, she was still "cooked with raw rice" with the help of "parents-in-law". She escaped four days later, with red eyes. When we returned to the city, we stayed for the first time in the top-grade three-star hotel in that city. That day, she took a full bath for an hour, and then we had sex crazily. My shoulder was bitten by her and bled. That night, I said in her ear, "When we earn enough, we will go back to pay the debt, and then start a new life."
(Intern editor: Cai Junyi)