Chapter Three: A Three-Million-Yuan Slap

The true current was a twenty-million-yuan payoff. Its destination was neither Gu Lingfeng nor his father, Gu Tianheng. It ended at a name that had never appeared in public. Nine Luminaries Capital. “You're not chasing him?” Han asked. Lu handed the phone to the arriving police and watched the dark-gold line climb above the city. “A small fish can run,” he said. “A river can't.” That night he won three million yuan and reclaimed the right to speak in public. But Qiyun, he now understood, was only a boat on the river. The people controlling the current sat much higher.