#Underworldbusinesswar #siblingsbond #counterattackshuangwen #financialsecretwar #changingtimes #multiple female protagonists.
In the summer of 2007, Chen Mo was carrying a snakeskin bag with "diammonium phosphate" printed on it. He stood at the gate of Wan Optoelectronics Factory and shouted in dialect: "I'm looking for Shen Qingying! She is my baby's mother!" The entire factory area suddenly fell silent.
A woman in an off-white skirt came over with high heels and dragged him into the apartment. "Mom asked me to learn how to make money from you." Chen Mo smiled naively and took out the tin box. Inside was a stack of letters written in stove ashes. He can find the fatal number from three thousand pages of running water, and use the idea of "chicken and rabbit in the same cage" in elementary school mathematics to deconstruct the yin and yang contract worth one billion. Factory assembly lines, Humen Port containers, Chang'an Town mold workshop - the turning of every screw has the smell of numbers hidden in it.
It took Chen Mo fifteen years to go from warehouse manager to helmsman of a billion dollar empire. She taught him to read the ledger, and he taught her to live. After the blood of the underground banks faded, there was a silent game on the cross-border negotiation table.
Shen Qingying has always been his only bottom line. The tens of billions he earned eventually turned into the morning light in the small building by Songshan Lake - by then she was no longer a sister, and he was no longer a younger brother.
I'll go and look good