"My second brother went to the port today," Deng Jiaming answered without hesitation. "A shipment of equipment came in, and he went to handle it."
"Handling shipments at the port… isn't that Zhao Gang's job? Why would he go himself?" I asked directly.
Zhao Gang was a senior of mine from university. He’d helped me out a great deal when I was just starting. Later, when I registered the company, I br










