Stuck In His Heart

Three days later, the front line received the goods and materials. A high-level officer immediately thanked Richie on the phone.

"Thank you so much for your goods and materials. On behalf of all the soldiers, I'd like to express my sincere appreciation to you," the man said in a sonorous voice.

"You are welcome. It's what I should do." There was a hint of smile in his voice.

They talked for a while, and then Richie asked about the local condition as usual.

"I don't know..." suddenly, he asked in a very obscure way.

The speech was interrupted directly, and the sound of someone patting on the chest could be heard through the microphone. "Don't worry, I understand."

The phone was hung up forcefully due to the time limit. Richie squinted his eyes and showed the most satisfied smile in the past few days.

Now it was time to see Becker, the "good" friend in prison.

After the lawsuit, there was only an empty shell of the Wang Group left, and it was then found that internal funds had been transferred maliciously, and many loan companies came to visit him.

Because of the huge loophole in the funds, Becker was locked up in prison, and also for several cases before.

He had done so many things, but it was all in vain.

He had been in prison for a few days to reflect on what he had become. He didn't know what it looked like, but he knew it wouldn't be good.

Which made him adapt to the change from being high spirited and vigorous to being imprisoned overnight. And he would definitely be extremely sad and happy.

Richie drove himself to the police station where Becker was imprisoned. After he got through to the police, he directly went in to see Becker without his permission.

The man was dressed in an orange prison suit. He huddled himself up on the edge of the bed and his eyes were as dull as seeing through the vanity of life.

He was really a pretentious man.

new policeman, and the chains made a long, crisp sound. "Becker has

quickly put on a respectful expression

away in a hurry. Apparently, they were extremely afraid of

because he was a prisoner

this man, he

him. He hadn't cleaned himself up for several days, and there was much stubble on

the iron prison with a mocking

the price of offending

on the bedside and didn't talk back. Just a few days, he got

doubt that he aged ten years

trouble, his wife asked for a divorce and intended to go back to

endless devotion. But when faced with

were sold at a low price by the senior executives who only took profit. As a result, the share value was so low

branch and said, "if you tell me now who gives

bed, eyes

he think that Richie would be a kind person to help him? To increase

looked up at him, sat down on the chair beside, and

He flicked his fingers on the table and smiled as cunning as a fox.

the bed finally reacted. His lips trembling, he

couldn't curse her

but it would be hard for him

spend the rest of his life in a dark place.

looked at the perplexed and unwilling look on his face,

push you. You know,

a

"I'll tell you, but I

observed him, his

make up some

his eyes to calm down. Then he said, "That woman who wanted to cooperate with me at the customs office gave me an agreement and she said that as long as I did as she said, I could get twice the amount