At the business gala, Lin Shen ran into his old friend Su Wanqing.
"You've changed a lot," Su Wanqing said, a complicated look flashing in her eyes.
"People have to grow." Lin Shen raised his glass and smiled slightly.
Just then, an uninvited guest walked over β Zhao Tianci of the Zhao Group, the very rival who had once joined forces with his family to drive him out of the city.
"Lin Shen? I hear you've been making quite a splash lately." Zhao Tianci smiled without warmth. "But you know, luck only lasts so long."
Lin Shen set down his glass; his voice was quiet but struck like iron. "President Zhao, luck can be more troubling than strength sometimes. Don't you think?"
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