Qiao Ansheng's life was originally a step-by-step script for a wealthy family: study abroad, get married, and then become an elegant wife. Until the Qiao Group collapsed, his father fell ill, and his brother disappeared, everyone thought the Qiao family was doomed. The one who took over the task at the critical moment turned out to be her, the "flower vase" lady who was marginalized by the family. At the board meeting, the old shareholders were angry: "An Sheng, you are a girl, so you should find a good husband. The company's affairs are not yours to play." The competitors even said: "Qiao? When she brings the company to ruin, we will collect her corpse." Qiao An Sheng sneered and tapped her high heels on the conference table: "Okay, wait and see." She did not rely on any plug-ins, and there was no magic weapon from heaven. She only relied on the financial knowledge she had learned through staying up late while studying abroad, the business intuition she had learned from her family business, and a fist that was stronger than anyone else. Fire the old employee who has a vegetarian diet? No problem. Is your arrogant and domineering partner speechless? It's trivial. Facing a hostile takeover by a capital giant? She directly struck back with her hand, catching the opponent off guard. Some say she is cold-blooded and ruthless, while others say she is vicious. But the employees of Qiao Group knew that it was this former "flower vase" lady who pulled them out of the quagmire. "Mr. Qiao, this is not a vase. You are a walking money shredder, or the kind with thorns!" Every time special assistant Xiao Zhang reports his work, he feels like he has lived for another year. A certain business tycoon who was so troubled by her, at a charity dinner,
