Street Corner Chess Player

On the day of the fall, Gong Yuan was forty-five years old and worth three billion. He was pushed off the top of the thirty-story building by his most trusted junior brother. When he opened his eyes again, he became a fat shopkeeper weighing 180 kilograms on a street corner in Beijing: his rent was three months in arrears, his ex-girlfriend left with money, his colleagues next door made things difficult for him, and he only had 327 yuan left in his pocket. Accompanying his rebirth is the [Capital Chess System]: one-click access to the city's market conditions, immediate identification of fakes upon arrival, and accurate matching of potential customers. If the mission fails, the punishment is simple and direct - continue to gain weight. Starting from a small second-hand luxury store on the verge of bankruptcy, we consigned, picked up leaks, gathered supplies, rolled out original capital, and gradually regained our footing on the capital table. Zhang Hongliang, please wait patiently. I will get back everything I owed back then.