Sometimes, Bo Fuyu could not understand why his life had suddenly turned out like this.
Not long ago, he had still been the most promising golden child in everyone's eyes.
In the blink of an eye, he had become the target of everyone's ridicule.
The Bo Household was one thing, but seeing that he had fallen from power, outsiders had also begun rushing over to kick him while he was down.
Bo Fuyu was furious, but fury was all he had.
Either he reclaimed the upper hand, or he rotted away completely.
Bo Fuyu did not want to rot away. He had seen the view from the mountaintop—how could he be content to stand at the foot of the mountain, looking up at those on its peak?
Power was a good thing, and it was easy to become addicted to it.
How could someone who had possessed it be willing to lose it just like that?
Bo Fuyu looked at Bo Yanqi, unwilling to accept this.
If he had been his former self, why would he need to consider a business partner's thoughts? Much less humiliate himself here before his uncle and Qi Si just to cater to a partner's preferences.
While Bo Fuyu's thoughts ran wild, Qi Si could not help asking curiously, "What kind of cooperation do you have to discuss with Zhuang Hong?"
Before Bo Fuyu could speak, Bo Yanqi, who was seated opposite him, answered, "It's for that plot of land in North Suburb, isn't it?"
"North Suburb?" Qi Si's lashes fluttered.
Morning Light Orphanage was in North Suburb.
"Zhuang Hong bought that plot in North Suburb. At first, no one thought highly of it. Everyone thought Zhuang Hong was just burning money. No one expected the authorities to suddenly issue a document announcing plans to