In a hotel room, a square-faced, middle-aged man sat smoking on a sofa on the balcony. He gazed out at the bustling cityscape, the corners of his mouth lifting into a slight smile.
"They say fortune is found in danger!" Zhai Dean mused. "And they say a man can't get rich without a windfall, just as a horse can't get fat without grazing at night. I, Zhai Dean, couldn't agree more!"
This man was Zhai Dean, the founder of the pyramid scheme Su Xuan was a part of. His organization had only been operating for half a year, but it had already brought him an income of over a hundred million, allowing him to vault into a life of luxury. However, many families had been torn apart and plunged into irreversible ruin because of him.
"Su Xuan, heheh," Zhai Dean chuckled. "The kid's got quite some talent."
