The year I entered the debt forbearance business, I never imagined that a secret account book picked up in a fire would trap me for the rest of my life.
The Thirteenth Bank is bright and prosperous, but secretly opium smuggling is rampant, there is collusion between government and businessmen, the navy accepts bribes, and the chain of interests is intricate, all of which are recorded in my secret account.
My boss forced me to ruin my accounts, my foreign friends broke up due to profit, my brother was addicted to tobacco and drugs, and all forces pursued me endlessly.
For thirty years, I hid evidence, witnessed the outflow of silver, the decline of people's livelihood, the destruction of cigarettes in Humen, and the heavy artillery fire of the Opium War.
The war burned down the old business building, and everyone advised me to burn the evidence to protect myself.
But I guarded this account book with all my heart.
Where does the money come from and where does the life go? Someone has to keep the evidence of this humiliating and heavy past.
