"On the day I died, he was holding his mistress in his arms to celebrate my passing."
When I opened my eyes again, I became his immediate boss.
28 Years old, PhD from Cambridge, annual salary of 8 million, the plan he stayed up late to prepare was torn to pieces in front of me. He gave me millions of jewelry, which I then donated to charity auctions. He asked me with red eyes: "Have we met before?"
I smiled: "Director Zhou, you have recognized the wrong person."
Until the global live broadcast, his newlywed wife rushed to the stage and screamed: "She is a ghost! It is the dead Lin Wanqing!"
The whole place was dead silent. I pressed the remote control and the big screen lit up——
The records of how he used his deceased wife's compensation, the evidence that she hired people to fabricate my scandal, and every account they had for secretly transferring money... Were all exposed.
He collapsed on the ground, his face ashen.
And the real game has just begun.
This time, I don't want his life.
I want him to watch--
How did what he discarded like worn-out shoes become a light that he could never reach.
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√ Rebirth and counterattack √ Workplace crushing √ Extreme slap in the face
Climbing back from hell to earth, I personally judge all those who have failed me.
Very good