Gu Wanzhou, the decisive queen of the investment world, was stabbed in the back by her most trusted partner and lover on the eve of ringing the tenth IPO bell in her life. She fell from the clouds into the quagmire overnight. Good news: She's alive. Bad news: not only did she leave the house, but she was also saddled with hundreds of millions of debts carefully designed by them. Everyone was waiting to see the former queen's jokes, and her former enemies were sharpening their knives, preparing to trample her into dust. Facing the desperate situation, Gu Wanzhou just calmly pushed up his glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses were as sharp as ever. "Want to see me cry? In the next life." If she didn't have capital, she would create it; if she didn't have connections, she would use her strength to impress new connections. The industry knowledge and precise insight into human nature she accumulated over three years have become her only weapons. When everyone was rushing into the popular track, she plunged into the sunset industry that no one cared about, and used an incredible business model to make new flowers bloom in the dead wood. When her former enemies thought they could easily crush her with capital barriers, she had already laid a dragnet and used a beautiful boomerang in her backhand to accurately snipe the opponent's lifeline project. There was only one assistant who was a technical otaku who she saved from the brink of bankruptcy. He cried every day: "Mr. Gu, we have been hacked again! They want to steal our core data!" Gu Wanzhou didn't even raise his head: "Don't panic, go back to the hacker and package their strategic plan for the next quarter and send it to my email." Technologist: "... Okay, Mr. Gu! Received from Mr. Gu! QAQ" Later, when Gu Wanzhou stood in the spotlight again,
