He sensed that a real estate boom was coming, but most of Lu's venture capital projects had not yet achieved the expected profits.
Withdrawing funds midway through the process results in a significant loss.
...
A small courtyard filled with the scent of sandalwood was filled with young people.
They all looked toward a wooden door behind the incense burner, but their lips remained tightly shut, and no one dared to make a sound.
The wooden door slowly opened only after the incense stick, which was half a person's height in the center of the incense burner, had burned out.
An old voice came from behind the door.
"Lu Han, come in."
The young people sized each other up. Lu Han, who was standing at the back, straightened his hoodie and walked forward from the crowd with a smug look on his face.
Upon reaching the door, he bowed respectfully.
An old man sat upright in a pear wood chair, fanning himself with a folding fan in one hand and picking up a teapot with the other. He took a sip from the spout.
Without even lifting his eyelids, he closed his fan and pointed to the last seat, "Sit down!"
Lu Han did not hesitate and sat firmly in his seat.
"Was it you who eliminated that traitor?"
The old man's expression faltered slightly as he glanced at Lu Han's face.
Lu Han nodded solemnly.
"Master Hong, I am but a junior and it was nothing more than a small favor!"
The old man, addressed as Master Hong, twitched his eyelids slightly. "Humble and polite, not bad, a promising talent!"
Lu Han was about to show off again.
Master Hong's face suddenly turned cold. "Come on, take him away and give him a good welcome. He's been through this door and still dares to look down on people like that. He deserves a beating!"
Before Lu Han could even utter a sound, a black sack fell from the sky.
He didn't even understand what mistake he had made before he was beaten so badly that he saw stars and almost died.
When he was awakened by the rain, he found himself lying on a pile of stinking garbage, with rats and their families gnawing at his toes.
"Damn it! Get out!"
Lu Han stood up, gasping for breath in pain.
I finally got home and collapsed on the living room floor when I heard my phone ringing like a death knell.
He crawled over using both his hands and feet, and saw that it was Qin Fengying.
Tears suddenly flowed like a river.
"Mom... I miss you so much..."
That beating was so unfair!
The most unjust thing is that he was beaten so badly, yet he didn't know why he was being beaten.
Hearing her son's voice, Qin Fengying breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes moistening.
"Han'er, Mommy misses you too. Are you sick? You seem so weak!"
Lu Han sniffed.
"No, I'm not sick. I just had a dream that scared me awake. I was just about to call you when my phone rang..."
He did have a dream, and it was a nightmare.
But he doesn't regret it.
Because in this territory, as long as you're associated with Master Hong, it's like having the backing of the local government. Even the lowest-ranking henchman can act arrogantly in the surrounding blocks...
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