Tashi took all the charges for the Xueyu Chamber of Commerce and spent seven years in prison. On the day he was released from prison, the plateau sun was scorching, but not even a wild dog came outside the prison door. The eldest brother, Tenzin, was already a member of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference and a billionaire entrepreneur. He sent his former brother Lhakpa to deliver 100,000 yuan - seven years of youth, settled with a bank card, and everything was settled.
Tashi confiscated the money. He only asked Raba to say: Let Tenzin prepare what he owes me, and I will get it myself.
But at this moment, Tashi had nothing. Times have changed, the sword and stick have been replaced by contracts and account books, and the world has been replaced by the board of directors. Tenzin's Snowland Industrial Group spans real estate, logistics, and cordyceps trading. It is deeply rooted in the political and business circles, and moving him is like shaking a mountain.
But Tashi has been studying in prison for seven years, and he knows better than anyone else that the collapse of a behemoth never begins with external forces, but with internal cracks.
There is more than one crack. Phuntsok, the administrative director in charge of official seals, is timid but holds a fatal contract; Sha Lei, who controls logistics, is ruthless but tampered with the accounts; Han Yun, the abandoned legal consultant, holds the original files and is waiting for an opportunity. Tashi's brother Tsering died in a "drunk car accident" three years ago because he came into contact with secrets that he should not have touched.
A man's revenge against an empire quietly unfolded under the blue sky and prayer flags of Lhasa.
This is the rivers and lakes on the plateau, there is no turning back and there is no compassionate hand. Some people are overlooking the city from high buildings, while others are sharpening their knives in the dark. There is no kindness in the snowy land, and the debt owed must be repaid with blood.
