Qin Shu is a well-known book king in the financial circle and an undefeated legend in the investment world. The goal in life is to make money, build a career, and retire in peace. Until her father, who loves to play cross-border sports, had a whim and threw the half-dead Chinese-style clothing brand at home to her. "Xiao Shu, this is the foundation of our family, we can't fail!" Relatives and friends are envious of her sudden rise to the top, from a worker to a chairman. Only Qin Shu himself wanted to carry the train and run away overnight, facing the debt-laden financial report. This is not a family business, this is obviously a huge mess! The products are old, the design is outdated, the inventory is piled up, and a group of old foxes in the board of directors are waiting to see her laugh. Employee morale is low, and everyone thinks the company will fold next month. Qin Shu: Okay, isn't it just about putting out fires? Professionally matched. She pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and her eyes under the lenses were as calm as a precise instrument. "What are you doing? Marketing department, give me a competitive product analysis. Design department, I want to see the design draft of the new season within three days. Also, inform those directors who only know how to draw pie. There will be a meeting in the afternoon, and whoever is late will get out." The whole company: "...?" This new lady seems to be more difficult to deal with than the rumors say. At first, everyone thought this was just another farce led by laymen and experts. Until Qin Shu slapped the faces of the old guys who were waiting to see the joke with eye-catching performance reports and popular co-branded products. The talented but cynical genius designer she dug out of the corner,
