In the northern steel city of Laichuan, in the aftermath of the layoff wave, 28-year-old Chen Xiao maintained an ancestral braised pot and set up a stall on Ngee Ann Street to earn a living. Until the gangsters overturned his stall and pushed his mother down, the forbearing young man picked up the marinade spoon - this spoon stirred up the endless black and white for twenty years.
From the braised food vendor in the shantytown to the "king" of Ngee Ann Street, from the cash accounting office to the "entrepreneur" who came ashore with nothing to lose, Chen Xiao climbed up step by step, and also cut off his neighbors, conscience and his own roots step by step. The business gangs that raised Gu, the police who were keeping an eye on him, the overseas blood-drawing capital, the network that cracked down on gangsters and evil... He thought he had finally opened the umbrella, but he fell the most miserably in a place where the platform was higher and the wind was stronger.
This is not the history of one person's fortune, but the downfall and judgment of a generation under the iron curtain of the times. What you think is the way out may be someone else's solution.
