I, Jian Ning, live by the belief that I can lie down and never sit down, and I can order takeout but never open the fire. As the second young lady of the top wealthy Jian family, the only value of my existence is to set off how outstanding my twin brother Jian Heng is. While he was making waves on Wall Street, I was in my heated swimming pool at home, figuring out how to float more effortlessly. When he was preparing to take over the family group at the age of 25, I was reviewing which potato chips were the best at the age of 25. The whole family gave up on treatment for me, a piece of mud that couldn't stand up to the wall, and I was very happy. My brother also dotes on me and promised to support me for the rest of my life. Until a phone call came, my brother had an accident and was seriously injured and fell into a coma. The family is in chaos, and the ambitious uncles are like sharks smelling blood, ready to carve up the Jane Group. My father turned gray overnight and my mother cried until she fainted. Outside the ICU ward, the gray-haired grandpa held my hand and burst into tears: "Ning Ning, the Jian family... You are the only one left now." Me: "?" Grandpa: "The password of the third drawer in your brother's study is your birthday. Inside is Plan B of the Jian family succession plan, and you are the executor." I was petrified on the spot. Plan B? A salty fish like me actually has a plan B? ! Looking at my brother who was unconscious on the hospital bed, and then at my relatives who were eyeing him eagerly, I said goodbye to my sofa and potato chips with tears in my eyes. ——On the first day I took office, facing a group of old foxes who wanted to laugh at me, I pretended to mention it casually: "Director Wang, the necklace your wife bought at the auction last week seems to be related to a certain money laundering case my brother investigated before?" Facing the vice president who wanted to ignore me,
