On a stormy night, on the top floor of the Zhao Group's headquarters, the directors besieged the chairman with accusations, spittle flying. The seat of power stood empty, their ambition plain to see.
The door opened, and Zhao Xizhen strode in against the light. Young and stunning, she was as cold as ice. Ignoring Vice Chairman Zhou Kun's furious roars, she took the head seat, her presence unfathomable.
"The root of the problem? It's you! Zhao Xizhen!" Zhou Kun's fat finger nearly jabbed her in the face.
"A woman?" Zhao Xizhen looked up, her icy eyes like blades cutting through the commotion. One mocking remark tore away the traitor's disguise. Evidence appeared on the screen, and Zhou Kun turned ashen.
The cornered beast struck back, hurling a solid wood chair through the air!
She didn't move. A shadow flashed behind her like lightning. The crisp, horrifying sound of cracking bones rang out. Zhou Kun's wrist snapped and his knee shattered; he howled like a pig.
A high heel ground firmly down on his broken wrist. "Listen carefully," Zhao Xizhen said, looking down at the wreck on the floor, her voice glacial. "The Zhao family has room for only two kinds of people: those who fear me, and those who fight for me."
A puppet CEO? No! She is the avenging queen who has returned!
Twenty years ago, her father died in a horrific car accident, and the hypocritical Shen family stole his empire. Twenty years later, she takes charge of the storm-tossed Zhao Group, while Shen Lü Bai, the wolf in the guise of a childhood friend, sharpens his teeth and thirsts for blood.
Capital is her blade; strategy is her game!
She breaks a wrist to establish her authority and purges the board! Traitors? Crush them.
A livestream from the memorial hall and ten million in compensation turn public opinion around! Slander? Pay it back tenfold!
