Huang Xiaojue had already disappeared into the elevator. Upon getting into the car, he didn't know where to go.
He had never felt so lost in his life. Others didn't know, but he himself understood clearly. Since taking on a key position in the financial company, he had gradually discovered enormous loopholes. Behind the seemingly prosperous facade was like an empty anthill built on a beach... Yet, everyone was just dragging things out, covering them up. The ignorant populace lived their affluent lives, feeling invincible every day. But one day, this glorious facade would collapse. Only then would everyone realize that behind it lay nothing but a pile of long-rotted cotton... Who would be the one to foot the bill? Who would become the target of a thousand pointing fingers? The more he learned, bit by bit, the more terrified he became.
「It was the longest and hottest day of that summer.」
