This is the true story of how I followed Mr. Yuan into the world at the age of nineteen, and later became the person in charge. Some people are dead, and some things cannot be fully explained now.
In 1998, when I was 19, I worked in the freight department behind the county bus station, earning about 400 yuan a month.
I didn't know how to fight at that time, and I didn't meet any big shots. The only thing that is better than others is that I like to look at people.
Some people say they are not in a hurry, but they look at the clock on the wall over and over again; some people say they are not familiar with each other, but they subconsciously give up their seats for each other when they meet.
It was through this little bit of eyesight that I got to know Yuan Si.
Others call him Fourth Master.
Later I learned that when he was young, he came from the old white paper fan lineage, and was one of the last batch of old people who really knew how to "take control".
The first thing he taught me was not to lie.
But——
What you see may not be what you think.
Since then, I have learned that there is another level of rivers and lakes in this world.
The south is fragrant and the north is horse, and the Taoist gate is outside.
There is a white palm palm with a big cabinet to protect words; there is a golden Buddha who practices horizontally and is said to be invulnerable;
I followed Fourth Master all over the country, saw games, and entered games; I deceived people, and was deceived by others; I was stabbed and handed over my life, and I also saw with my own eyes those legendary figures who only had one name left.
Looking back many years later, I have actually learned only one thing in my life:
Jianghu has never been about who has a strong fist.
It's about whether you can understand who are at the table after you sit down at that table.
[Disclaimer: Hey, fictional]!
