Three years ago, she fell from the clouds, ruined her reputation, and lost everything. Everyone thought that the once all-powerful business queen was just passing by and could never turn around. Her opponents celebrated her, her "friends" shunned her, and even her family members advised her to keep to herself and get married. However, the word "admit defeat" never existed in Gu Qingying's dictionary.
Three years later, she quietly emerged in an unknown corner with a "leather bag company" with a registered capital of only tens of thousands of yuan, and a group of seemingly "rabble" teams with different identities. There is no system, no prediction of rebirth, and no cheats. What she relies on is her business acumen that is harder than diamonds, her sense of smell that is sharper than that of wolves, and her determination to bet and fight more fiercely than anyone else. She started from the most inconspicuous market, used strange tricks that others could not understand, and gradually eroded the market share of her opponents, knocking down those enemies who were waiting to see her jokes and step into the quagmire one by one.
Her special assistant is teetering on the edge of collapse every day, because Mr. Gu's decisions are always shocking, but he has to admit that following her every day is like watching a commercial blockbuster with repeated climaxes. Those colleagues who once laughed at her "wishful thinking" now only deserve to tremble at her feet and watch her make the impossible possible. The flame of revenge was burning in her heart, but she always had that calm smile on her face.
"Mr. Gu, what are you planning to do next?" Someone asked cautiously.
She stroked the coffee cup in her hand with a deep look in her eyes: "Oh, it's nothing.
