Jiang Wan's life was still very interesting last month. Twenty-eight years old, worth tens of billions, is the "black swan" that everyone in the financial circle talks about. As a result, he was stabbed in the back by his most trusted lieutenant and his fiancé. The company went bankrupt, the family was expelled, and he was saddled with tens of billions of debts. Everyone was waiting to see her fall from the clouds into the mud. The dog man and woman showed off their power in front of her: "Jiang Wan, you are worse than a dog now." The former opponent pretended to hand over his business card: "Come to my place, a monthly salary of three thousand, food and accommodation." Jiang Wan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled. She has nothing, but she has a brain. The day after she went bankrupt, she used the remaining money to set up a stall under the overpass. ——"Master Jiang specializes in treating difficult and complicated diseases: company strategy, project deadlock, equity disputes... One word can make three hundred, and it may not be free of money." Passerby: Is this woman crazy about money? Later, under her guidance, domestic brands that were on the verge of bankruptcy came back to life and became the top trend in the country. The top actor, who was suppressed by his opponents until he died, returned to the top under her plan. The troubled technology upstart received hundreds of billions of investments with her plan. ... In front of Jiang Wan's stall, business leaders lined up in a long line, respectfully saying: "Mr. Jiang, please tell me your fortune!" The stupid man and woman were trembling with fear. But the mysterious capital boss who was legendary for being cold-blooded and never showed his face held an umbrella and waited silently for her in the rain for three hours, just to hand her a cup of hot milk tea. His voice was hoarse and his eyes were paranoid: "Jiang Wan, I have been waiting for you for ten years, and this time it is me who will protect your empire."
