Lin Yan was laid off, his online loan was overdue, his credit card was maxed out, and he still owed the rent. When he was desperate, he said to Chen Chen, "Work with me in logistics, and I'll guarantee your recovery." He really believed it.
He worked hard to run the business and kept an eye on the containers. As the company grew bigger and bigger, something became more and more wrong with him——
For a shipment, the route was ridiculously roundabout. The recipient found no such person, and the weight declaration was eight blocks off.
He thought it was a system bug. Until one day he "saw" the truth: it was not a bug, but a tank in the box.
And Chen Chen, who called him brother with a smile, has long been an agent of the "Eight Conferences" of the global gray material dark web.
Only then did Lin Yan understand: He was not starting a business. He was clearly a "frontman" who was pushed to the stage and signed for others to escort cars.
What's more cruel is yet to come - when he spells out the truth and wants to overturn the table, he realizes that Chen Chen is just a chess piece in someone else's hands.
One can read and understand goods, the other can read and understand people. In this game of chess, the two awakened ones being manipulated will not run away, they will sit on it.
"I want to deliver express, but you sell tanks behind my back" - The noble person you think is actually the devil feeding you sugar.
