Dahua was thirty years old this year. His old man was the director of the cement plant, and he himself had managed to snag a position as the head of the security section within the same plant.
Since the cement plant was a state-owned enterprise, God came first, his old man came second, and riding on his father's coattails, Dahua was living it up and had gathered quite a few lackeys around him.
Once he had men at his disposal, Dahua's true nature was unleashed.
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