I stood in front of the dusty construction site, holding the faded insulated lunch box tightly in my hand. My eyes passed through the flying dust, and I quickly found him in the corner of the construction site. He was squatting there, with his upper body bare, and fine lines of hair appeared on his bronze skin. With beads of sweat, he was munching on a dry, white-faced steamed bun. Who would have thought that this man munching the steamed bun on the construction site was a powerful business upstart in the city a week ago, and the person who bankrupted him was the leading actor in this world, Shen Ziye.
