After Ten Years of Taking the Blame, I Show Off My Cards

Mom doesn't hurt anymore. What hurts my mother is that you have been carrying it all by yourself all these years. Five years ago, Chen Mo's mother was waiting for him to get off work outside the construction site when she was hit by project manager Zhao Qiang's illegal reversing and was paralyzed. Afterwards, Zhao Qiang blocked the situation and threatened his family members to break into the construction site without compensation. In order to survive, to cure his illness, and to collect evidence to wait for the day when the outcome came, Chen Mo stayed in the hands of his enemy and endured it for five full years. Taking the blame, dumping the work, grabbing credit, squeezing--he took everything as ordered and wrote down the accounts one by one. Everyone thinks he is a soft persimmon. Until that day, Zhao Qiang put another fatal blame on his head and forced him to sign the accident liability determination form. Chen Mo put down his pen and dialed the real-name reporting hotline of the Municipal Safety Supervision Station in front of everyone. I don't sign this word. We have official business, no one can run away. The system he is bound to can see through everyone's hearts and hidden dangers, at the cost of spending the rest of his life in exchange for warmth and warmth - the more clearly he sees, the harder it is to trust people; the more he wins, the lonelier he becomes. From the project department to the provincial group, then to the top of the capital, and finally out of the country. He is not doing it for himself, but for all the honest people in the world who have been dumped, seeking justice and establishing rules.