a campaign

Max is busy working as a manual laborer in one of the material storage warehouses. A pretty tough job for many people but Max doesn't have many options for the job. His concentration was disturbed when his boss called him to say that he had a guest.

"I hope he's not a debt collector out to collect what you owe, Max." His boss looked at him with a sad look. Max stepped out of the building looking for a man who wanted to meet him. He stopped when he saw Leon standing with his hands in his pockets. Don't forget to wear a jacket even though it's not neatly fitted anymore.

Max couldn't help but laugh at his best friend's appearance. "You sure look like a young master, Leon."

“stop making fun of me, Max.” he snorted. The man took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket. Leon offered it to Max but the boy shook his head.

"So, did you finally decide to inherit your father's company?"

"No, but I'm not sure I'll be able to avoid the Giant forever." Leon puffed out his cigarette smoke a little f