The Parachuted Female CEO's Cleaner Is Her Ex-Wife

I pushed open the CEO's office wearing a janitor's uniform. My ex-wife slid the divorce papers back into my hands, then turned around and announced that I was the new boss.

Chapter 1: The Restroom Door

On my first day parachuting into the family business, I had a divorce agreement in my pocket and held a third of the company's shares in my name. Yet I ran into my ex-wife in the CEO's private restroom. She was dressed as a janitor, crouched on the floor scrubbing between the tiles. Her payslip said she made twenty-one yuan an hour.

I heard the water first. The stall door stood open. She crouched on the floor, pressing a rag into the grout between the tiles. Dirt was stuck in the thin white seams. The door hinge creaked, and she looked up. The rag stopped moving.