It rained heavily that night.
My most trusted best friend, and my pillow boyfriend - personally dragged me out of the headquarters. My high heels were broken, my account was frozen, and a piece of forged signature nailed me as a "traitor."
They stood in front of me and said condescendingly, "You're done."
I smiled, with blood at the corner of my mouth, but I smiled more clearly than ever: "Really? The game... Has just begun."
I crashed the stock price of their empire with just one line of code;
A live broadcast made the whole world think of "rose gold handcuffs";
Then I entered into a reverse merger of a small company and completely changed the name of the company that had kicked me out.
They knelt in front of the bell-ringing platform to beg for mercy, but I no longer cared.
Because the real return to zero is never bankruptcy——
It was me who pressed Delete with my own hands and burned myself to ashes,
Then plant a poinciana tree in the scorched earth of hell.
When it blooms, there will be no more betrayal in the world.
