Someone once said to Wen Wan: "This is how you will be for the rest of your life." Wen Wan didn't say anything at that time, just smiled faintly, but deep in his eyes there was a fire that refused to admit defeat. Ten years later, when she was sitting on the throne at the top of the business empire in the name of "Late President", those who had laughed at her could only tremble at her feet, even breathing cautiously.
Wen Wan, an orphan girl who walked out of a run-down alley, did not have a prominent family background, no noble people to help her, and none of those fancy "gold fingers" and cheating systems. All she has is a heart harder than steel, a mind sharper than a blade, and an extremely keen sense of business. There is no "impossible" in her dictionary, only "I'll do it"!
Some people say that she is a cold-blooded capitalist who will do anything for profit. Wen Wan just raised her eyebrows and played with the pen on her fingertips nonchalantly: "Oh? Then you should learn from it. Being able to sit in this position by any means is considered a skill?"
Recently, an old enemy who had been silent for many years suddenly made a comeback and tried to disrupt her carefully laid out business map. The other party thought that Wen Wan would be in a hurry, but he didn't know that she had already prepared and was just waiting for the fish to take the bait. Her secretarial team has become accustomed to her vigorous and resolute actions, and her assistant is even more excited: "Mr. Wan, the plan is ready. I guarantee that the other party will go back to her mother in tears!"
Wen Wan leaned back in the chair, tapped the table with her slender fingers, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Crying back? No, I want them to not even have the strength to cry. Let them understand that irritating me is more terrifying than irritating the King of Hell."
