"Sign it, you go to jail, and I save your company."
When Fu Chenzhou threw the contract in my face, I knew it was the price of humiliation.
Three years in prison, I sharpened my claws in hell.
On the day he was released from prison, he hugged his new love and laughed: "Do murderers deserve to be reborn?"
I lowered my head to hide the scar at the corner of my eye, turned around and bought half of his country.
When he discovered that my business empire spanned the world, he knelt in the rainstorm with red eyes and begged me to turn back.
And I wiped the pen in my hand: "Mr. Fu, are you begging for mercy now?"
"It's too late, the game has just begun."
