Dawn was breaking, and the city was waking up from its slumber.
Groups of office workers had already left their homes early in the morning, sitting at street stalls eating breakfast.
Seizing the moment, some people took out their phones to browse the news from yesterday or today.
"Crap!"
A shout erupted from the mouth of a middle-aged man.
The office workers eating nearby nearly spilled their bowls, and even though they managed to avoid that, their clothes were splattered with soup.
"Are you freaking crazy? What the hell are you yelling for this early in the morning, did you get your head caught in a door on the way out, and only now just realizing it?" The man cursed angrily, wishing he could smash the bowl on the screamer's head.
As if going to work wasn't annoying enough, what the hell!
"Twenty million, twenty million!" The man who had shouted seemed unaware he was being cursed at, stood up suddenly, and started screaming at his phone.