The phrase "rising to the top in one step" refers to the Yang family being a well-known wealthy merchant family in Suicheng. In fact, that's not entirely wrong. Chen Mo started wearing clothes and shoes from all sorts of brands he didn't recognize, was chauffeured around, and had his daily life meticulously managed by servants. 　　However, no one taught him how to be self-consistent in the face of such a large class difference. 　　No one told him that what was even more devastating than the physical pain was the various difficulties of adapting to university life. It was the servants at home who deliberately copied Yang Shule's lifestyle, claiming it was equal treatment, but in reality, it was mockery and making things difficult for him. Even his own blood relatives, whom he had once looked forward to, showed him favoritism time and again. 　　His desolate world was overgrown with weeds. 　　Sometimes I'll ask, why? 　　Why is it that even though he was the one who was abandoned for seventeen years, everyone cares about someone else? So he really tried his best to fight for it and snatch it away. 　　In this process, the things that actually happened, every sound that resounded in my ears, were like oil being poured on a raging fire. 　　—Chen Mo, can't you just get along with Shu Le properly? 　　—Shule will inevitably be gossiped about at school in the future. You must never tell outsiders that you were switched at birth, not that you were stolen. 　　—Yang Shule has always had excellent grades and a lot of competition trophies. He didn't accuse you of cheating and even covered for you! What about you? 　　"It's been years, all these years, Chen Mo, and you still can't tolerate him?" 　　—When you join the company, you must work at the grassroots level for three years. 　　—With your competitive and ruthless nature, do you really think the Yang family will let you take power? 　　—In my understanding, Yang Zhi, I have only ever had one younger brother, and that person could never be you. 　　—How could my Yang family have a son like you? Get out! 　　—Chen Mo, Chen Mo… 　　Those years of studying day and night, exerting all my strength to make it seem effortless, have become a complete joke. 　　Years later, Yang Shule firmly established himself in the Yang family, holding half of the shares unconditionally relinquished by the new president of Yang's Group . He was the second young master of the Yang family, more like a son than a biological son. 　　Chen Mo is different. 　　He failed his college entrance exam, worked in a company for many years, rising from the bottom to the top, and fought tooth and nail with his older brother. In the end, he still suffered a crushing defeat. He turned against his parents, was abandoned by everyone, and was eventually killed by the Yang family's enemies at the bottom of an abandoned building in the suburbs. 　　Finally, all he could see was a gray, cement ceiling overhead, a stark contrast to the sky above, mirroring the very essence of his life. 　　Do you regret it? 　　No. 　　His only regret was realizing on his deathbed that he had lived his entire life with all his might. 　　Parental approval, the opinions of others, and worldly significance. 　　For these reasons. 　　The only person he probably wronged was himself. 　　* 　　"Hey, the person's awake!" 　　Only after being kicked in the shoulder did Chen Mo's senses gradually return fully. He heard someone above him say, "Get up, stop playing dead, you're trying to scare someone to death!" 　　There were a variety of rustling sounds coming from the surrounding area. 　　From a distance, someone seemed to be asking curiously, "What happened?" 　　Some people even scoffed and said, "They're just bullying him. Chen Mo is probably going to get a really bad run from Li Rui and his gang." 　　"Isn't his family quite wealthy? They're treating him like a treasure now that he's been found." 　　"So what if you're rich? The richer the family, the more complicated it is, and the more complicated it is, the more you have to learn to please them." 　　'I heard that Li Rui and the others called him several times, but he barely responded. He has a strange personality, a stark contrast to the one who was switched at birth. No wonder this group targeted him.' 　　'Come on, since when does the person who starts trouble get the upper hand?' 　　Chen Mo started coughing. 　　The cough went from slow to rapid, as if the lungs were about to be coughed out of the chest cavity. 　　He propped himself up with his hands, looked up against the wall to get a better look at his surroundings, then looked at his school uniform and the back of his hand, which showed his prominent bones and veins as he supported himself on the ground. 　　It all feels too real. 　　It felt so real that it took him several minutes to accept the fact that he wasn't dreaming. 　　"You fucking don't have some kind of infectious disease, do you?" The leader, a boy with a shaved head and a fierce appearance, frowned at him as if he were looking at a virus. 　　Chen Mo recognized him at a glance: Li Rui. 　　The reason he remembered so quickly wasn't because he was very familiar with the place, but because after he transferred to Suicheng No. 1 Middle School, most of the things that targeted him were spearheaded by Li Rui. 　　The school bully of Suicheng No.1 Middle School, and the only son of the Li family of Huiyuan Real Estate. 　　Back then, things like having sand poured into a water cup or finding dead cockroaches in one's clothes were minor incidents. Chen Mo was once locked in the equipment room overnight by this group of people. He was beaten up and hospitalized for resisting and fighting back against ten others. His family thought he was causing trouble at school. 　　Chen Mo is a vengeful person. 　　He later retaliated without regard for the cost. 　　The year Huiyuan Real Estate went bankrupt, the arrogant and domineering boy in front of him, under the guise of being an old classmate, also humbled himself and begged him. 　　By then, he had already risen to the position of vice president of the Yang Group. 　　He and his elder brother Yang Zhi were locked in a fierce battle over the company's equity. 　　He wears the most expensive suits, talks to clients in fluent English about deals worth hundreds of millions, and moves between various negotiation tables and social gatherings. But when he wakes up in the middle of the night, he knows that he has long been rotten to the core. 　　Power and money were the only two things he held tightly in his hands. 　　Back then, everyone knew that the son the Yang family had found was a mad dog. 　　Now I've suddenly returned to being seventeen. 　　The group of people I thought would be difficult to deal with turned out to be nothing more than fleas and ants. 　　"I'm asking you a question!" Li Rui stepped forward, ready to kick him again. 　　It was stopped by Chen Mo halfway through its reach. 　　The person who was coughing so violently just a second ago slowly stood up, supporting himself with his hands on the ground. 　　Chen Mo's hair covered his brow bone, and his face, which had been flushed from coughing violently, slowly returned to a pale, unnatural look. He dusted off the hem of his school uniform, looked up at the person, and said slowly, "No. I had problems with my immune system from eating substandard milk powder when I was little. I had respiratory and digestive issues. Have I explained it clearly enough?" Fragrance | Flying Cheeks | Folding Fire in Summer | Mi Bao | Night North | Infinite Flow | Ning Hangyi | Hailia | Chen Weiman | Shang Chutou | Long Year After Year | Zi Xiaoshu | Butter Cake | Guoguo's Little Skin | Tingxia | Medicine Dregs | Xuan Shuxing | The content on this site is sourced from the internet. Copyright of the books belongs to their original authors. Copyright & Feedback | About Us | Author Directory Theme 52shuku.net

Chapter 2