In this age of rampant materialism, human decency has gradually been corroded by money. Most people have become slaves to money, ignoring too many things for the sake of a vanity that appears gorgeous on the outside but is filthy on the inside.
Moral support.
That has become the thing many people dream of, especially for the so-called rich and successful people.
For Xue Hu during this time, his last card in hand is his only moral support.
It's also the primary reason he can keep his calm even when Qing Gang's power in Southeast Asia and Hongkong has been completely uprooted.
Even when he learned that Kun Sha stopped supplying Qing Gang because Chen Fan was causing trouble, he didn't panic. Instead, after arranging his bodyguards to call back the bosses in each province, he went to sleep.
However...
At midnight, the middle-aged bodyguard who usually wouldn't dare bother Xue Hu's sleep broke the rules and dialed Xue Hu's bedroom phone.
"Ring ring..."