He Yuzhu died a miserable death on a winter street. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the courtyard compound in 1965.
In his previous life, they had drained him dry, squeezed every last bit of value out of him, and left him to freeze to death like a stray dog in a deserted corner.
Bang Geng is stealing soy sauce from my house again? I'll arrange for the “Thieving Saint” to meet a miserable end.
Jia Zhangshi curses me with a life without descendants? I'll make sure she spends the rest of her life bedridden, in so much pain she can't even curse.
Qin Huairu wants to tie me down with her tears? I'll watch her whole family rot among the parasites.
I'll slaughter them all without mercy!
From head chef in the cafeteria to master of a restaurant empire, from the courtyard compound to Wall Street, I rose to the top with their despair beneath my feet.
Xu Damao left without heirs, Second Master broke his leg, Third Master crippled his hand...
I smiled as I watched them struggle, then snuffed out every last glimmer of hope with my own hands.
When the courtyard compound was demolished, I revealed the property deed while they knelt in the rubble and begged me for scraps.
From deputy director of the cafeteria to the man at the helm of a restaurant empire, from a lowly cook in the courtyard compound to a business tycoon whose every move could shake the capital.
He wanted everyone who had ever trampled on him to live long enough to see him soar, then personally shove them one by one into the abyss he had dug for them.
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