The autumn wind was cold in early September. Dried leaves fell on his broad shoulders.
Thomas Mayo stood under an old tree and was looking at the office building of Shalom Technology.
‘Brother, they worked hand in hand to set me up. I can’t fight this any longer.’
Two months ago, the capital chain of Shalom Technology had ruptured. Its chairman, Scott Mayo was burdened with a huge debt of 1.2 billion dollars. As a result, the comp any was mortgaged to Darcy Davis of the Skyworld Enterprise.
‘Brother, I can’t do this anymore. I’m sorry for leaving first.’
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