The cold wind was harsh and sharp as a knife, which made Chai Yang’s face hurt.
Chai Yang’s focus fell and his brain was blank. Words such as “Yangyang Live”, “Gambling Agreement”, and “Jiangke Software” disappeared without a trace. Years of ambitions came to naught, suddenly. His tinnitus penetrated his tympanic membrane.
He is dying.
The Baiqi Building is one hundred meters high.
Looking out from the windows on the top floor of the building, the cars on the street look like toy models.
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