It's Hard to Be a Good Person

With a nine-digit net worth, he doesn't want it even if he doesn't want it. On the day he left the Empire State Building, all the opponents in the city opened champagne to celebrate, but only one person asked: What is he trying to do? Picture of a bowl of noodles. Three years ago, Jiang Che, the founder of the business empire, left home and hid in the old streets of Linzhou, where he set up a dry goods stall. Everyone thought that this down-and-out dragon could never recover—— The wholesale giant that guarded the channel retreated; The chamber of commerce that signed the rules and accepted them was convinced; The capital tycoons who were crushed by their size are gone; The local wealthy family with powerful hands and eyes collapsed. Half a year later, all the merchants in the city saw clearly: "Old Zhang", the fungus seller, had already turned the entire old street into a game that no one could solve. He is a natural chess player, but he wants to be a goalkeeper. "I don't do business in this life, I only do liquidation - pay off what I owe one by one." The old case is not settled, and the old friend is not at peace. He staked his entire fortune on the bloody debt fifteen years ago and got it back with interest. A bowl of plain noodles, half a piece of sugar, and an old street. He's back.