In a ridiculous night, I left a thick stack of cash and a note saying "Good service, please leave me alone" on the pillow of Beijing boss Fu Yanzhou, and then disappeared from the world. He tried his best to find this person, but he couldn't find it. Three months later, I reunited with him as the counterparty's chief lawyer at the negotiation table for a tens of billions of mergers and acquisitions. He blocked me in the conference room in public and said in a dangerous voice: "Lawyer Su, you ran away after sleeping and left a tip. What do you think of me?" I responded with a smile: "Mr. Fu, it was an accident. I paid for it and you served. It's fair." Later, I personally drafted the "Cooperation Termination Agreement" and handed it to him. But he tore up the documents and pushed me against the wall. There was a crushing possessiveness in his eyes: "Stop? Okay. Use the rest of your life to make amends." Everyone said that Fu Yanzhou was calm and ruthless. He only lost control once in his life - to me, the woman who dumped him and wanted to steal the business from him.
