After my divorce at thirty, I developed an intelligence network.

The boss, Jiang Yan, took a half-step forward, snatched the cigarette from his mouth, and crushed it under her foot. "My rule is simple: settle all debts before the New Year." "Otherwise, I guarantee you'll never be able to make a living on any construction site or in any material yard in Zibo again." She added coldly, "You have a daughter, right? Her name is Duoduo?" Jiang Yan snorted, "I won't touch the child, but you need to understand—you owe more than just money. Hmph..." Gong Yuelong picked up the cigarette, smiled, and took a deep drag. Five years ago, he was Boss Gong, with a hundred or so men under him, smoking Zhonghua cigarettes. Now, he only had four million yuan in bad debt. To avoid burdening his wife and child, he divorced her, promising to remarry her after things calmed down. But less than six months later, his ex-wife and daughter Duoduo left him for a stable job. [Daily Intelligence System Activated] [Today's Intelligence: Woman driving a white SUV needs furniture assembly, budget 800 yuan. Prefers someone with an honest face and clean clothes.] From that moment on, Gong Yuelong's life trajectory was completely altered, and he began to restart his life step by step. And Jiang Yan—a young, alluring woman who always appeared at crucial moments—was a force to be reckoned with, capable of both illicit and illicit affairs! Hmph... Hmph... Hmph... Hmph...