One Yuan First Recharge: I'm Actually the Boss Behind a Fortune 500 Company

Wang Xiaosong slammed his fist on the table, making a loud clanging sound as the dishes clattered.

His eyes were bloodshot, and tears finally streamed down his face uncontrollably.

"It was all a scheme orchestrated by that bastard Liu Qiang!"

"What company, what orders, what profits... it's all fake!"

"He was already drowning in debt; he brought me in as a shareholder just to fill the hole he was in!"

"By the time I realized something was wrong, it was too late."

"He said the company was poorly managed and was losing money, and all my money... was lost."

"When I said I wanted to withdraw my investment and have the accounts checked, he turned on me and produced a bunch of documents that I couldn't understand at all, but which I had signed. He said I invested voluntarily, assumed all the risks, and that once the money was gone, it was gone. He even said that if I made any more trouble, he would sue me for defamation!"

Wang Xiaosong was trembling all over, tears and snot mixed together, looking utterly disheveled, but he didn't care at all:

"I didn't believe in superstitions, so I asked around and consulted lawyers..."

"But they told me those documents were done 'perfectly,' and I can't win the case."

"Besides, lawsuits cost money and time, and I have nothing left..."

"198,000... My hard-earned money from five or six years of risking my life... gone. Not a single penny left."

He looked up at Wang Hao, his face filled with a bewildered despair:

"Haozi, do you know what that feeling is like?"

"You were clearly... clearly so close to heaven."

"You feel it's within reach, you feel that if you take just one more step, you'll get everything you want..."

"Then, 'smack!'"

He clapped his hands together sharply, the sound particularly jarring in the noisy late-night food stall:

"It's all broken."

"Everything is gone."

"Not only is it gone, but you also discover that the person you've always trusted has been plotting against you and treating you like a fool..."

"You fall from the mountaintop you thought you could almost reach... straight down the deepest cliff. You're smashed to pieces."

Wang Xiaosong lay slumped over the table, his shoulders convulsing violently, suppressed sobs escaping from his arms:

"It's all gone...everything's gone...I have nothing left..."

Looking at his cousin who was crying uncontrollably, Wang Hao felt as if something was tugging at his heart.

He reached out and pressed hard on Wang Xiaosong's trembling shoulder.

Li Bin silently handed over a pack of tissues.

After a while, Wang Xiaosong slowly stopped crying, wiped his face haphazardly with a tissue, his eyes were badly swollen.

He picked up the remaining half-bottle of beer, wanting to drink it, but Wang Hao gently pressed his wrist down.

"Brother Xiaosong," Wang Hao's voice was deep.

I know your difficulties.

"I know that falling from such a height hurts, is painful, and makes you feel like you'll never get up again."

Wang Xiaosong looked at him with red eyes.

"But there's something my brother shouldn't say, but I have to." Wang Hao stared into his eyes:

Whose life is always smooth sailing?

"You can't just lie on the ground and never get up again just because you fell once."

Wang Xiaosong smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"Haozi, it's not as easy as you make it sound."

His voice was hoarse:

"You don't understand. It's not just that I've lost the money... I've lost my spirit too."

"I feel like I've been completely drained, like... like a machine whose core components have been smashed and can no longer function."

"Moreover, at that time, Xiaoya was still in school, and the family was in dire need of money."

"How could I possibly go back?"

"Why would I go back?"

"Tell them that your son not only failed to make any money, but also lost all his hard-earned savings and is now in debt."

He wiped his face:

"So I thought, 'Oh well, let's just leave it at that.'"

"Just getting by day by day, doing odd jobs, as long as I don't starve."

"Just get by day by day... until you end up like this awful mess you see now."

After he finished speaking, he slumped back in the plastic chair, his eyes becoming numb again.

Just then, Li Bin, who had been listening quietly, suddenly spoke up.

His voice was calm, with a hint of professional inquiry:

"Brother Xiaosong, may I ask you something?"

"You were set up by Liu Qiang. What exactly was the setup?"

"Do you remember the contents of those documents you mentioned, the contracts, agreements, and so on?"

"Or, do you have a copy or a photo?"

Wang Xiaosong paused for a moment, then looked at Li Bin, somewhat bewildered:

"Specifically? Well... he made me sign a bunch of shareholding agreements, risk disclosure statements, and something else..."

"Yes, a power of attorney authorizing persons to act in concert."

"He said they were all standard templates, so I didn't look at them carefully before signing."

"The original documents are all with him. I... I took a few photos with my phone at the time, so I don't know if they're still there."

Li Bin nodded and continued to ask:

"So when you realized something was wrong and went to confront him, did you record the time he threatened you?"

"Or, are there any other people who know the truth, such as his company employees, or people who were also deceived by him?"

Wang Xiaosong thought for a moment:

"No recording."

"But a driver who used to work for his company, who later quit, told me over drinks that Liu Qiang's company was just an empty shell, a place that only cheated people from his hometown."

"But that person later went back to his hometown and we couldn't contact him anymore."

Li Bin tapped the table lightly with his fingers, pondering for a moment:

"We have photos of documents, clues about witnesses... Even if we can't find the witnesses for the time being, it doesn't necessarily mean we're at a dead end."

Wang Xiaosong smiled wryly: "It's no use. I've also consulted legal professionals, and they said that once those documents are signed, it's very difficult to overturn them legally."

"Moreover, I can't afford to hire a lawyer or afford the time and effort involved in a lawsuit."

"That's not necessarily true."

The three words "Li Bin" were spoken very softly, yet they made Wang Xiaosong and Wang Hao raise their heads at the same time.

Wang Hao suddenly realized—that's right!

Li Bin!

The "Legal Vanguard" ability is five stars in the game panel!

He had a clear understanding of the complicated dispute that happened at Yu Xinxin's house last time!

He was only thinking about how to settle his cousin, how to persuade him to go home, and how to help him start over, but he forgot the most crucial part—whether he could get his revenge and justice.

Wang Hao looked at Li Bin with intense eyes.

Li Bin nodded slightly to him, then turned to Wang Xiaosong, his tone still calm, but conveying a convincing power:

"Brother Xiaosong, in legal matters, it's not always true that 'once you sign, there's nothing you can do.'"

"The key is the chain of evidence, the loopholes in the other party's legal actions, and the litigation strategy."

"For example, if he tricked you into signing those documents by concealing material facts or making false statements, it may involve fraud, and the validity of the contract may be questionable."

"For example, if the scope of the 'authorization of concerted action' is vague or it is abused, there is a lot of room for manipulation."

"Of course, whether it will succeed and how much can be salvaged depends on seeing the materials and conducting a detailed analysis."

He looked at the faint, disbelieving light that had rekindled in Wang Xiaosong's eyes and added:

"Moreover, these kinds of economic disputes don't always have to go to court."

"If you have enough evidence and find the other party's weakness, you may be able to reach a settlement and recover some of your losses through negotiation and pressure."

Wang Xiaosong was stunned, his mouth slightly agape, and after a long while, he stammered:

"But...but I don't have the money to hire a lawyer...and I can't afford to go to court..."

Wang Hao then slapped his shoulder forcefully, his voice resolute:

"A lawyer is readily available! Binzi is the best!"

"Don't worry about the money! I'll take care of it!"

He stared into Wang Xiaosong's eyes, which were no longer filled with a lifeless, ashen light, but rather a complex gleam of shock, hope, fear, and a long-lost vitality.

"Brother Xiaosong," Wang Hao's tone softened, but became more determined, "Come back with me."

"Your problem isn't unsolvable."

"Let's work together to figure out a way to vent our anger and get the justice we deserve!"

"Go home and find a proper job. It'll be better than drifting around like this, right?"