Reverse Attack : From Poor Boy to Tyrant CEO

Rotting bread spat embers into the flames, two lights dancing in Lin Mo's pupils - one from the bridge's dying fire, the other from the vagrant's wine-dark crescent birthmark. The man's voice grated like sandpaper on rusted metal: "Never seen a bum wear Patek Philippe?"

He yanked his tattered blanket aside, revealing a charred suit sleeve with "君耀/Junyao" embroidered in gold thread that pulsed like a heartbeat in the firelight. Lin Mo's gaze locked onto the twisted metal watch, its cracked face webbing like spider silk yet still showing "Gu Changfeng" engraved on the back.

"You... Junyao Group's CEO?" Lin Mo's throat constricted.

The vagrant tore off mold-speckled bread, swallowing hard to expose neck burns resembling magma flows. "Last month I was."

Storm winds whipped rain into their sanctuary, the fire surging suddenly. From his chest, the man produced a waterproof dossier sealed with dragon-engraved wax - identical to Gu's televised contract signatures.

"Deliver this package, earn ten years' bottle-collecting wages." He scrawled coordinates in rainwater on concrete. "Tomorrow 10PM, Dock 17."

Lin Mo's nails dug into palm scars, blood-rain tang flooding his tongue. His mother's "pesticide" scream warred with frozen bank digits until the dossier's metal edges bit his flesh.

"Advance." The man flicked a 1986 Silver Dollar into mud, its ghostly sheen cutting through darkness. "Covers your competition fee."

5:00 AM, Tenement Rooftop

Lin Mo hid the dossier in a broken water heater, turning to find Chen Hao blocking the stairs, Givenchy shirt reeking of nightclub musk. The heir crushed Lin Mo's salvaged cans under leather soles: "Heard your hag's dying? Beg me - my pocket lint buys half her life."

As aluminum crumpled, Lin Mo laughed. Memories flashed - Father's deathbed-clutched perfect exam, Gu's fire-refracted watch, the dried blood oath on his competition form. Something sharper than rage surged through his veins as he met Chen Hao's gaze:

"That Chrome Hearts necklace - stolen from Junyao's jewelry exhibit?"

Chen Hao's face blanched as Lin Mo brushed past, pressing his burner phone's stop button - he'd seen Chen's mistress plant the loot during last night's convenience store shift.

10:00 AM, Faculty Office

Teacher Xu's thermos slammed onto the bloodstained entry form: "Poverty grant goes to Chen Hao. Board's decision!"

Lin Mo played his recording. Chen's boast - "My dad owns the cops" - shook the award certificates wall. Beads formed on Xu's bald crown: "...Grant hits your mom's account this afternoon."

Storm Night, Dock 17

Saltwind seeped through container cracks as Lin Mo crept along damp walls, the dossier rustling against his heartbeat. Headlights exploded the darkness - a man with dragon cufflinks emerged from a Maybach, Gu Changfeng's face perfected.

"Hand it over." Moonlight revealed unmarked wrists.

Lin Mo retreated, dangling the dossier on a crane hook: "Explain the twin CEOs."

A gun cocked as rotors shredded the air. The real Gu Changfeng rappelled down, his burned face demonic in searchlights: "How's usurping feel, dear brother?"

Lin Mo dove for gutters as bullets sparked. The dossier flap tore open, revealing "Junyao Group Share Transfer Agreement" in blood-red font. Gu's roar pursued him: "Run fast enough, kid, claim your scholarship tomorrow!"

Dawn, ICU

Condensation fogged Wang Xiulan's oxygen mask. A freshly stamped invoice read: "Junyao Charity Full Coverage." Lin Mo pressed the bloodied Silver Dollar into her palm as outside billboards blared:

"Junyao launches Tsinghua/Peking冲刺 Scholarship - First Recipient Lin Mo attends today's..."

Through ICU glass, he memorized his mother's tubed hand one last time, then stepped into blistering sunlight. The blades honed in slum shadows finally pierced the first layer of fate's cocoon.

Key Translation Choices:

Cultural Preservation

袁大头 → "Silver Dollar" (historical context retained)

茧衣 → "cocoon" (metaphorical consistency with original "crawling out" imagery)

Corporate Terminology

君耀集团 → "Junyao Group" (maintained brand integrity)

股权转让书 → "share transfer agreement" (legally accurate)

Socioeconomic Contrast

纪梵希衬衫 → "Givenchy shirt" (luxury brand recognition)

克罗心 → "Chrome Hearts" (designer authenticity)

Action Sequence Pacing

Used clipped sentences during shootout for cinematic urgency

Maintained rhetorical questions to preserve character voice