Jiang Chi was spooning fried rice noodles at a roadside stall. A row of Rolls-Royces surrounded her snack cart amid the smoke. A white-gloved butler bowed and saluted: "Miss, we are here to take you home." Jiang Chi:? A new way to touch porcelain? Good news: She is the real daughter who was mistakenly carried away, the only bloodline of a top wealthy family living outside. Bad news: She is Plan B in the succession plan. The family only needs her because Plan A, the fake daughter who was carefully cultivated and brilliant, suddenly abandoned her family and ran away. Back at that splendid "home", everyone compared her with her sister. Grandpa sighed: "Why don't you have the temperament of a celebrity?" The uncle shook his head: "How can you manage a company if you have zero business knowledge?" The cousin mocked: "I can't even play golf. It would be embarrassing to take her out." Jiang Chi was put into various lady crash courses and was as tired as a dog every day. Until one day, she finally realized it. What roll? They don't like me anyway, so they might as well show it off. So - at the family dinner, while relatives from all walks of life were openly praising or secretly criticizing, Jiang Chi silently finished the fifth plate of steak Wellington and packed away the desserts. When business rivals came to provoke him, Jiang Chi responded with a report phone number: "Hello? Market Supervision and Administration Bureau? Yes, there is a monopoly here." When the fake daughter came back crying and asked for reconciliation, Jiang Chi ate melon seeds, made a collection of his sister's green tea quotes, and sent it to the family group. Everyone: ... It seems like something is wrong? Jiang Chi, who was originally regarded as a "spare product", used a set of wild boxing techniques to
