I dreamed that a pig had five feet, Duke Zhou.

I dreamed that a pig had five feet: there was a personnel change in the company and a senior manager left. I saw a great opportunity for promotion. I don't know where to kill Bill Gates and grab the golden rice bowl. I can only beat my chest and feet, which is very depressing. Fortunately, there is beauty to comfort: the cause should be down-to-earth, one step at a time.