Rising from Poverty: I’m the Mastermind

A rotten brat with a heart of black, he landed his parents in trouble and himself in prison.

His grandmother doted on him, but he kept his thoughts hidden, swallowing his anger in a grocery store.

His relatives despised him. He schemed and manipulated until his wife and children were gone.

Then he got his hands on the knife of capital and coldly calculated his way through the world.

He squeezed the little guys dry and swallowed his rivals, every cut bloody and merciless.

He traded Hong Kong stocks, played the mergers-and-acquisitions game, and climbed over a mountain of corpses.

He went mad, he won, and in the end the lowlife became a bloodthirsty crocodile.

Every rise and fall was calculated. His comeback came down to having no conscience!