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.

by a new policeman, and the chains made a long, crisp

put on a respectful expression and said, "Mr. Richie, please enjoy yourself. I'll

away in a hurry. Apparently, they

fault to be so timid. It was just because he was a prisoner in this prison, and his previous identity

man, he was broken down.

himself up for several days, and there

walked around the iron prison with a mocking

was the price of offending

a few days, he got dispirited and

one would doubt that he aged ten years in

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

went, a day together as husband and wife meant endless devotion. But when faced with a difficult situation, they just deviated from each

a low price by the senior executives who only took profit. As a result, the share value was so low that people felt it worthless.

you tell me now who gives you benefits at the customs and let you completely think about the person that burn down the bridges, perhaps

sat on the bed, eyes dull, lips closed and said

would be a kind person to help him?

sat down on the chair beside, and asked in a provocative

the rest of your life in prison." He flicked his fingers on the table and smiled as cunning as a

that, the man on the bed finally reacted. His lips trembling, he wanted to curse, but his wisdom

curse

or not, but it would be hard for him to

the rest of his life in a

unwilling look on his face, frowning and

it's so hard for you, I won't push you. You know,

considerate, like a

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

observed him, his voice dwindled.

stay here with me or make up some stories, as

who wanted to cooperate with me at the customs office