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.

door was knocked by a new policeman, and the chains made

quickly put on a

hurry. Apparently, they were extremely afraid of

he was a prisoner in this prison, and his previous

still by this man, he was broken

for several days, and there was much stubble

the iron

of

back. Just a few days, he got dispirited and looked like an

he aged ten years

his wife asked for a divorce and intended to go back to her mother's

went, a day together as husband and wife meant endless devotion. But when faced

a low price by the senior executives who only

tell me now who gives you benefits at the customs and let you completely think about the

the bed, eyes dull, lips closed and said

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

chair beside, and asked in a provocative tone, "you dare

you spend the rest of your life in prison." He flicked his fingers on the table

trembling, he wanted to curse, but his wisdom came

couldn't curse her

him or not, but it would be

the rest of his life in a dark

unwilling look on his face, frowning and standing

I won't push you. You know, I'm

a devil in

frowned and said anxiously, "I'll tell you, but I don't know

observed him, his voice

can choose to stay here with me or make up some stories, as long as you

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 of money.