On the first day after being sold to the fraud park in northern Myanmar, I accidentally activated the treasure identification system.
The boss of the park asked me to make a phone call to deceive people, but I stared at the raw jade stone on his desk: "This stone of yours can cut out imperial green worth tens of millions."
The whole audience burst into laughter, but the boss's expression suddenly changed.
Three months later, I became the largest jadeite king in northern Myanmar. The warlord handed me cigarettes, and the owner of the park begged me on his knees to buy his mine.
Until that day, I found a letter left by my father who had been missing for three years in his safe...
