I, Qin Shu, am a gold-medal secretary in the industry. I work hard and get paid happily. When I woke up, I became the executor of my boss's "will" and became the CEO of the group. Good news: you can reach the sky in one step and be worth tens of billions. Bad news: I am a puppet. My boss is seriously injured and in a coma. There are a bunch of hungry wolves in the company waiting to eat this fat piece of meat. I am the vase that is pushed out to stabilize the morale of the soldiers. Everyone thought that I was just a pretty idiot who spread the news, and my daily job was to sign autographs, smile, and attend dinner parties. The chairman's love-minded nephew embarrassed me in public: "Secretary Qin, oh no, Mr. Qin, do you understand this merger and acquisition? Do you want me to teach you?" The veteran shareholder of the company tried with a smile: "Mr. Qin is young and promising, but there are some things that it is safer for us old guys to make the decision." I nodded with a smile, turned around and signed another gambling agreement, cleaned up the moth department with thunderous means, and by the way, packed up my love-minded nephew and sent him to Africa to open up wasteland. Everyone:? ? ? That's not how the script was written! How dare she? ! They don't know that in the five years I have been working as a secretary, I have read more reports than they have eaten, and handled more crises than they have met. The first lesson my boss taught me was: Never let people see through your cards. However, when I finally cleared the obstacles and prepared to return a clean empire to my awakening boss, the man who was rumored to be decisive and decisive was leaning on the hospital bed, smiling like a fox. "Give the country to you, you give it to me. Does Mr. Qin think this deal is a good deal?" Me: "... Boss,
