He grew up wildly in the cracks of the times.
With extraordinary courage and careful thinking, Nie Lei, Liu Fengyu, Shi Dianlin and other brothers started from scratch and founded "Leiji Trading". From shoe stores, game halls to video halls, and then to the billiards hall that he co-founded, his business territory expanded rapidly through calculations and games. However, the larger the stall, the sharper the fangs in the dark. Faced with the predicament of manpower shortage, the advice of the old Jianghu Sun Ye, and the secret surveillance of Liu Laosi, the local leader in the north of the city, Nie Lei worked step by step in the crisis, trying to establish a solid foundation in Taitung and drive a hidden stake in the north of the city.
At the same time, a more dangerous secret war quietly started. Although the former enemy Zhang Feng has been imprisoned, his remnants Li Ming, Xiao Hu and others are still dormant in secret. In order to protect himself and break the situation, Nie Lei, under the secret guidance of the police chief Chen and his senior Jianghu, turned into a hunter, followed the clues, and set his sights on an inconspicuous "Red Plum Tobacco and Wine" canteen. A carefully woven hunting net is slowly being closed, just to get the fatal evidence that can completely kill the enemy.
From a low-level businessman to a powerful "suited thug", Nie Lei's rise is paved with money, calculations, bloodshed and brotherhood. He is both a calculating businessman and a ruthless gangster. At the intersection of black and white in this city, he holds a ledger in one hand and a sword and gun in the other, splitting his own past in the raging waves of the times. This is a legend about ambition and survival, and also a tragic song for a small person under the tide of the times.
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A good book, written in a majestic and lively way, and the market is full of fire, and the smoke is endless. Individuals and times have always been propositions.