Late at night, there is still a glimmer of light in the "Tingyuxuan" teahouse in the old district of Yunqiao.
Shen Xi, the beautiful president of the Building Materials City, pushed open the door in the pouring rain. Her valuable silk shirt was completely soaked, tightly outlining her graceful and undulating curves. The mole at the end of her eye looked a little pitiful, but she bit her red lips and pushed the list of relationships she had controlled for many years to the table.
"Boss Xu, the forces outside are going to eat me alive. As long as you can make peace, this directory is yours, and I... Are also yours." She leaned closer, her chest rising and falling violently, and her hot and fragrant breath touched Xu Huaian's ears.
Xu Huaian's eyes were deep and calm, and he was playing with the old Xingyue Bodhi in his hand. He slowly took off his coat and put it on her trembling white shoulders. His fingertips brushed against the side of the slender and gentle neck: "Mr. Shen, I set the rules. It will take me a lifetime to repay this debt of gratitude."
The "waste generation" who was ridiculed by the neighbors after the big factory failed?
Xu Huaian sneered. Relying on a "Favor Account Book" handed down from his ancestors, he used a small teahouse as an array to play with the desire for power and human nature! From the loving protection of the gentle single-parent store manager, to the complete surrender of the shrewd and charming businesswoman; from controlling the lifeblood of the local snake, to making the superior boss kneel down and beg for mercy.
In this third-tier town with surging undercurrents, Xu Huaian fought step by step, amidst the beauty of nephrite and the shadow of swords, he forcibly became the only and absolute "uncrowned king" of the black and white!
