At a road intersection southwest of Miyun Town, a brand-new compact car was parked. Inside, Deng Jianguo sat listening to music and smoking, his face brimming with joy. His mood had been extremely good these past few days, as if he was at a climactic emotional peak. Everything seemed like a dream to him, so fantastical that he was still feeling a bit light-headed, almost afraid that it would all turn out to be just that—a dream—shattered upon waking.
However, he knew that all of this wasn't a dream, but a tremendous opportunity that had finally come his way. Heaven had finally favored him, dropping a huge pie right into his lap.