When falling from the 19th floor of the company, Qin Chizian wished he had wings to soar into the sky! He wished he was the special forces king in the online novel, single-handedly sweeping away darkness, evil, and crime!
At the age of fifteen, he left the countryside and has been working hard for over twenty years. He believes he has never done anything against his conscience or anything that would let down the people and society. Why is fate so unfair to him?
That bid is for the Jiangcheng municipal project, with a value of over ten billion. After so many years in the industry, he has every reason to participate, whether in terms of qualifications or capabilities.
Fellow villager Qiu Guodong also participated. He didn't think much of it, just fair competition. But he underestimated the evil in human nature.
In Qiu Guodong's eyes, Qin Chizian is his biggest competitor. This is a billion-dollar project, and he must secure it no matter what! But in order to win this project, he must first take down Qin Chizian and his Qingyun Group...
All means are in service of the result:
Qiu Guodong's brother-in-law is the second in command at the local tax bureau, in charge of inspection. He dispatched several staff members to investigate for several days and concluded that Qin Chizian's Qingyun Group is suspected of "evading taxes on a large scale." Before the company could file an appeal or provide evidence, Qin Chizian, as the legal representative, was sent to the detention center.
However, since the "tax evasion" incident has not been proven, Qingyun Group still participated in the bidding as scheduled and, according to the public announcement, ranked first in the bid.
Unable to comply with that request.
However, he still has superiors above him, and sometimes he needs to do some work... He said, "If you can sign on this, you should be released first without any major issues..."
Qin Chizian took a quick look and saw that it was a share transfer agreement: Mr. Qin Chizian voluntarily transfers 51% of the shares and the legal representative of Qingyun Group to Mr. Qiu Guodong.
As long as the Green Mountains remain, there is no fear of running out of firewood!
As long as I can get out, I can appeal and make a comeback!
Qin Chizian regardless Fat Qui's greed and cunning in his triangular eyes, he took the agreement and "swish swish" signed his name.
With the document signed, Qin Chizian finally walked out of the detention center as he had wished, and returned to his office to pack up his things.
"Although he is still the second largest shareholder of the group, he is no longer the legal representative or the chairman. Suddenly, the half-closed door was kicked open, and several black-clad men with masks rushed in. Without saying a word, they immediately subdued him."
Fat Qui came in, placed a piece of paper on the table, which was a "farewell letter." Two people held his hand and had him press his fingerprint at the signature position.
Fat Qui read the farewell letter to him: "The company has been operating for more than ten years, evading taxes of hundreds of millions! As the legal person, I deeply understand the seriousness of the crime, and also feel guilty for the society's nurturing of me... I have no face to live in this world... Leaving this letter here as a warning to future generations."
"Bro, the person I hired to write this has a good writing style, right?" Fat Qui flashed a cunning and sly look in his eyes. "Qin, my brother-in-law, I've told you, you're a capable person. He's afraid of you leaving. He'll only feel at ease when you can't do anything or say anything!"
Then he waved to his men, and a few men in black opened the window and dragged Qin Chizian over.
The sky was overcast, thunder rumbled, and lightning danced like golden snakes.
The pain in the back of his head was unbearable. He recalled how his hard-earned company had been forcibly taken from him, remembered the "suicide," and thought about how his wife Wu Qiuying and daughter Aijia must be feeling devastated and how they would manage to live on. Qin Chizian felt a wave of suffocation and coughed bitterly, "Cough cough cough..."
"Oh God, you're finally awake!"
A woman's voice cried tears of joy.
Is it Mom, Zhao Meirong? Didn't Mom pass away from illness shortly after he was locked up in the detention center?
Fragments of memory gather in his mind, and he tries to open his eyes.
"Brother, you're awake!"
Is it my sister, Xiao Feng?
Didn't she go abroad to study on her own?
But the little girl in front of me is only eleven or twelve years old, clearly my younger sister from childhood, right?
"Brother!" This is the younger brother Xiao Hu, looks like he's eight or nine years old.
What's going on here?
"You're only eighteen! If something happens to you, how can your dad and I go on?" This was the lament of the old lady.
Qin Chizian felt a buzzing in his head again.
Could it be that this is the rebirth in a web novel?
At the age of fifteen, I went to work in the provincial capital, first doing odd jobs at construction sites, earning 5 yuan a day. Later, I worked on bigger projects and earned 8 yuan a day.
Five years later, he formed a team and followed the original foreman to work as a subcontractor.
Three years later, the team grew and established a company, starting to independently take on projects.
When he was awesome, he was one of the top ten outstanding young people in Jiangbei Province and an excellent private enterprise owner, with thousands of employees in his company. Whether it was the Yangtze River flood in 1998, the SARS outbreak in 2003, the Wenchuan earthquake in 2008, or the epidemic in 2021, Qin Chizian and his Qingyun Group donated large sums of money.
His sister Xiao Feng thought he was crazy, and she lay on the sickbed and talked to him:
"Your admission letter from University has arrived. You went up the mountain to gather medicinal herbs to save for tuition fees, and when it got dark, you still hadn't returned. Our father had to ask someone to go up the mountain to look for you, and it was only in the early hours of the morning that they found you at the bottom of a cliff, covered in blood! The doctor said you might... not make it!"
"Brother, does your head hurt? Do your legs hurt? Does your body hurt?" the younger brother Xiao Hu asked with concern.
Qin Chizian moved his Arm and legs, finding no abnormalities.
Touching the bandage on my head, it feels tight, but it doesn't seem as uncomfortable as before.
A gentleman's revenge is never too late, but since I'm starting over, let's begin from now!
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