There is a kind of man in this world who is born for pride. Because he never bows his head.
Cao Jingzhe is this kind of man. Not only that, he also interprets his pride to the extreme.
His astonishingly huge business acumen once brought changes to the structure of China. He came from a grassroots background, but he was the most popular figure in the Chinese business community at that time. He was hired by many high-ranking officials to serve as leaders in the territory.
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Ce. Mrs. Xiao was once respected as a designer. The rising star Cao Jingzhe was called a magician. Design is to make the most precise planning and operation based on the existing foundation. Magic is to turn decay into magic and make others think.
Things that I dare not and cannot do.
To put it simply, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, but Cao Jingzhe, who was once awarded the title of magician, was able to use his uncanny methods to make a group of hungry refugees with their chests pressed against their backs even when there was nothing to eat.
Feel mentally full and get a moment of peace.
Mr. Xiao was once called a good man by the old man of the Li family who had been in the limelight for more than half a century. It was a compliment on the surface, but secretly it was a mockery that he was not a qualified businessman. At the very least, he was not an excellent businessman. Because his behavior was full of humanity.
.Also possessing too many kind thoughts. This is definitely a taboo on a battlefield where soldiers are killing every step of the way without seeing a bloody sword. It is also a weak behavior that will never reach the top.
Cao Jingzhe is not this kind of businessman. His method is closer to a fatal blow. Under the operation full of magical colors, it is the most naked plunder of wealth.
His business acumen and acumen for numbers are unparalleled. The old man of the Li family entered the real estate industry at the age of thirty and began his glorious career in Hong Kong for half a century. Cao Jingzhe completed his career at the age of thirty.
He made a magnificent transformation from a grassroots to a giant, reached the top of the Chinese business world, and stood proud among the others. But at his most glorious moment, he encountered the biggest threat in his life.
He is an enemy of a certain real prince, and faces unprecedented difficulties and storms. If he is not careful, he may collapse and capsize.
He has a choice. As long as he is willing to bow his head, he can continue his glorious life and become the richest man in China. Perhaps in today's China, he will become an invincible existence that is looked up to and envied by.
But he didn't. He refused to bow his head. A proud person never bows his head.
He chose to leave. At his peak moment, he traveled to a foreign country and started all over again.
Before he left, he said to the arrogant prince, who was so proud that Cao Jingzhe could not even see his eyes: Everything I have lost today, you will pay back twice as much in the future.
This once-famous business legend limped one leg and boarded a flight to New York.
Twenty-six years later, he came back. Full of glory, he returned to the homeland that left him with countless regrets.
The first thing he did when he came back was not to find the prince who had treated him like a dog and humiliated him. Instead, he came to Baicheng to visit the woman he swore to marry but missed in the end.
After all these years of hard work, there are always two things in his heart that he can't let go of. The only woman he has ever loved. And the only man who has ever humiliated him.
Looking at the young man in front of her who looked quite like her, pointing his sword between his eyebrows, Cao Jingzhe pursed her lips and smiled. What I have to say is that this man's smile has a magical charm. It's like the smile of a magician when he witnesses a miracle again.
It's mind-numbing.
He once had one of his legs broken and was even more humiliated. At that time, he was not afraid or frightened. How could the Chu River in front of him scare him verbally?
In the eyes of a proud person, the real fear is not death, but bowing down.
"In China, no one can make me bow my head." Cao Jingzhe tightened the faucet crutch in his hand. "On Wall Street, no one can make me put down my faucet."
"You will not be an exception." Cao Jingzhe shook his head.
The moment he finished speaking, the young man behind him moved.
Without any warning, his body seemed to be pulled by a huge pulling force, and without much physical movement, they just moved sideways and stood in front of Chu He.
As soon as he moved, Chu He knew that the young man in front of him, who looked like Cao Jingzhe in father-son attire, was a formidable opponent.
His breath was weak, which was very good at concealing it from the prying eyes of the outside world. Once it broke out at this moment, Chu He was stunned and concentrated.
If one goes by Huo'er's evaluation of masters, the young man in front of him can be called a true world-shattering powerhouse!
Chu He glanced at him, only to see that this person had slender eyebrows and a delicate face that was neither ordinary nor outstanding. There was no trace of anything on his face. Except for the occasional softness from the corner of his eyes, he could not attract the attention of the embarrassing crowd.
Everyone's attention, but it happened to be such an extremely ordinary young man, made Chu He, who had never failed in his life, feel subtle pressure.
Strong.
Chu He made a fair evaluation of this slightly feminine young man in his heart.
"I have never lived with my mother." Chu He's dark eyes stared at Cao Jingzhe and said slowly, "I don't know whether my mother likes liveliness or tranquility."
"She must not like the excitement." Cao Jingzhe said every word.
"So -" Chu He slowly raised his head and said in a calm tone, "Last warning. Put down the crutches. I will spare your life!"
The last word "death". Chuhe only increased by one decibel, but it revealed an unstoppable momentum. It spurted out like a dragon's breath. Even the feminine young man who was defined as a strong one by Chuhe was slightly
Frowning, he looked unexpectedly at Chuhe, who was filled with coldness.
Chu He stubbornly insisted on something that seemed unnecessary.
Cao Jingzhe raised his crutch and said that the place he pointed to belonged to him. In the eyes of many people, this was nothing more than a way to promote overwhelming power and prestige. It had no practical significance at all. But in Chu He's view,
This was the first time he chatted with his mother. It was also the first time he knew her name, what she looked like and where she was buried.
Therefore, the reverse scale that quietly grew in his heart ignited uncontrollable anger.
No one can touch her mother. Even her tomb!
Cao Jingzhe looked at Chu He's sullen face with a calm expression, with a hint of subtlety in his expression. After a moment of concentration, he slowly said: "Young man, you are very similar to your father. You always think that violence can solve all problems. But you don't know.
,Violence is always the inferior method."
Chu He pursed his lips and said: "There are many people in this world who use violence to solve problems. But there are still many people who use violence but fail to solve the problems."
"I have many ways to solve problems. I don't really like to use violence to solve problems. But anything that tries to provoke my mother, or even rants, I think violence would be the best way."
"I am also confident that I can use violence to properly solve the current problem."
"Do you believe it?"
Cao Jingzhe stared at Chuhe with a smile and was about to open his mouth when a loud and energetic voice came from not far away.
This voice is full of energy. There is no unnecessary majesty, but it exudes a domineering spirit like a dragon proud of the sky. The majesty that arises naturally is mind-blowing. It is like witnessing the most magnificent picture in the world. The pores are expanding.
"He doesn't believe it. Because he is a proud and narcissistic man. In his eyes, everyone or anything should follow the rhythm arranged by him. He also believes that he has a pair of magic palms. He thinks that as long as he wants
, can change everything. Even change the whole world."
"His name is Cao Jingzhe. He is the most legendary businessman in China in the past thirty years. He is one of my father's many love rivals."
The visitor was a middle-aged man in a neat suit and slicked-back hair.
His face was finally free of bruises and wounds that seemed to never heal. His dark eyes were full of energy, as if they could shoot out terrifying lightning at any time.
Even without the scars on his face, he is still not a qualified handsome guy. Even - he has nothing to do with the word handsome. It was not possible when he was young. It is even more impossible when he is older.
But at this moment, no one can ignore his presence. Because of his loud voice. Because of his dark eyes that seem to contain lightning. Because of his lingering eyes, invisible and intangible, but as direct as the essence.
What’s in people’s hearts—Dragon Breath!
Yes. He is not a handsome middle-aged man. But he is a man who exudes the might of a dragon that only a divine dragon can possess!
His name is Chu Lin.
The husband of Xiao Murong, the most beautiful woman in China thirty years ago. The father of Chu He.
Here he comes.
It's like a new person. It's like the mediocre shell has been shed. It's like breaking out of a cocoon.
Chu He stared blankly at the man walking slowly, a difficult smile gradually overflowing on that handsome but tense face.
But that touch of hardship quickly turned into joy and happiness.
He had imagined more than once that his father was the most laudable hero in the world. Even if the reality told him that his father was a loser in the casino and a drunkard in the drinking hall. But he never gave up the feeling that had been buried in his heart for twenty-six years.
obsession.
He didn't believe it.
He did not believe that his peerless mother, whom he had never met before, would marry a self-destructive and lifeless man.
He didn't believe that his father would be an alcoholic as numb as mud!
He always believed that his father, the father he had never seen before, would come back and stand in front of him in a new way. He would say to him kindly and gently: "Son, daddy is here."
Chu He's vision gradually blurred, but the smile on his face became brighter.
