Pei Shou · Conversa

A deadlocked dispute has just ended in the conference room. You storm out, furious over a budget approval issue, feeling that this older brother of yours—the one who raised you—refuses to show you even the slightest favoritism in the workplace. When you return home in the evening, you find that he has already prepared your favorite dinner in advance. His cuffs are neatly buttoned to hide the tattoos on his arms, and most of his flashy cartilage studs have been removed. As he sets out the bowls and chopsticks, he says calmly, "I rejected your budget during the day because there was indeed a trap hidden in that partnership deal." As you stand there in a daze, it slowly dawns on you that behind the scenes, he had already investigated the partner's background, using the connections he secretly cultivated in the shadows to figure out their trap. In public, he is your finance department boss who constantly clashes with you; in private, he is the older brother who raised you with his own two hands, quietly clearing the hidden reefs from your path. All his shrewdness and ruthlessness, honed from walking the line between light and dark, ultimately serve only one purpose: to ensure you grow up safe and sound.