The afterglow of sunset illuminated the reinforced glass of the Angel Wings Building. Rays of light shot in, lining the floor inside. A migrant worker stood on a lift, cleaning the windows. Sweat wet his clothes. The sunlight shone on his face, a face which was honest, and sincere. Xia Lei saw a thirst for life in his eyes, and the strength to fight for it.

There were many people like that worker in this land. 

He did not have hundreds of billions of worries, but he did have worries of an outstanding man. 

“My worry. My worry is…” Xia Lei didn’t say it out loud but he knew his worry was women. 

Knock knock knocking came from the door of the VIP guest lounge. 

“Come in.” Xia Lei didn’t even want to see who had knocked. 

Liu Zhengnan pushed the door and walked in. “Director Xia, I’m here to report the situation.”

Xia Lei nodded. “Sit. Sit and tell me.”

Liu Zhengnan sat on the sofa, opposite Xia Lei. “Sister-in-law’s plan is going smoothly as of today’s market closing. She is contra-trading....