Pan Yue thinks she might have landed in a fake quick transmigration story.
In other people's quick transmigration stories, they're either born with a Mary Sue aura and coast to victory, or they have a System to help them crush scumbags and reach the pinnacle of life.
But what about her?
The moment she opened her eyes, she was hit with the weightlessness of a high-altitude fall. She had barely managed to steady herself, and hadn't even had time to complain about this godforsaken start, when she crashed through a heavy redwood door with a bang.
Beyond it was a spacious, bright CEO's office, decorated in a simple black, white, and gray palette that perfectly reflected its owner's cool taste.
And at that moment, the owner of all that icy decor was sitting behind a huge desk, staring at her with an expression that said, “You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, or prepare to die right here.”
Lu Yao, CEO of Xingyao Group, was a woman who dominated the business world and was renowned for her cool, proud demeanor.
Pan Yue thought to herself: With a face like that, I'm sold!
