Back in 1989, with a wife and a new family, Han Mingyang burned the cold stove and made plans. I wanted to wait for the wind to blow up and ride on the waves of the era where even a sow could take off to create my own business map.
But the reality gave Han Mingyang a slap in the face.
He had to straighten his backbone, use his vision and experience forty years beyond the times, and use his actions to disrupt this era.
Stop pretending. In this era, I am the leader.
No more revenge on the person named Liu?