Chen Qi walked a few steps and arrived at the entrance of Building 12. A sign on the door read: Xinhua Bookstore Dormitory.,Chen Qi didn't like this rundown place. With both his parents at work, he stepped inside the house, washed his hands and scrubbed his face. In the mirror with an "Oriental Red" pattern, a young man's reflection stared back.,"Priority should be given to older and longer-unemployed individuals!"。