On a rainy night, in the back alley of a bar, Lin Hao was huddled in a corner soaked through.
The black Maybach stopped slowly, the window was lowered, Jiang Lu lowered his eyes and looked at it: "How much does it cost?"
Poor students gritted their teeth and reported sky-high medical bills.
Three months later, Lin Hao was pressed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the villa, picking at the glass with his fingertips and gasping: "Mr. Jiang... The contract has expired..."
The man kissed the back of his neck and chuckled: "Baby, your dad just signed a new contract of sale-"
"This time it's for life."
