Mei Qingming is dead.

More than ten years ago, it was the dry well that interrupted his life in his old house; And more than ten years later, it was also this dry well that completely buried his ambition to inherit the family business. Everyone has something they want to do, but the right path determines whether it is a purposeful journey or a fork in the road to the precipice.

Perhaps in the world of ordinary people, although the path he chose was not moral, there was a chance that it would help him achieve his goal. What he was trying to squeeze into, however, was a machine that had been in operation for nearly a thousand years, a machine that had been programmed at the beginning of its construction, and each part of it was designed to repel the unexpected.

So he had to fall off a cliff.

Under the coffee table,

"Mr. Bai is repaying the favor every day" 55 Red phosphorus is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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