Xue Yi trembled violently.
He finally understood that the real boss was not someone who coerced and enticed like Feng Hong, not someone who was indifferent and ruthless like Director Feng.
It was someone like President Yue, who mercilessly tore apart the perfect facade he had wrapped around himself.
All along, he had been seen as the victim at Xingyue...
So ambitious and diligent, yet because he caught the eye of Feng Hong, he was as if cast into hell itself.
While he struggled within it, he also genuinely made money.
This was his most humiliating secret, the one he hid the deepest.
President Yue... but cruelly broke his spine, forcing him to face such a hypocritical and pretentious self...
That feeling of being stripped bare in front of a mirror, it hurt as if a knife were cutting deep...
