At the age of thirty, Yan Qin personally launched the company he founded, "Fanxing", but was stabbed in the back by his cronies and lovers at the celebration banquet and left the house. Overnight, she went from Wall Street queen to industry laughingstock. Everyone was waiting to see her fall into despair or marry another wealthy family and become a dodder. Yan Qin wiped the blood from his lips and smiled. It doesn't matter, it's just a game. Since you like my stuff, then make a better one and take yours with the profit. She took the only assistant who followed her and plunged into the domestic beauty cosmetics track that no one looked down upon. No money? She can turn a piece of scrap paper into a blueprint and let investors chase it and send money. No one? She can pick up buried talents from the trash and let them shine for her. No channel? She can use her sharp tongue to make even the most difficult distributors open their doors for her. Seeing her comeback, her ex-fiancé panicked: "Qinqin, come back, I can't live without you." Yan Qin raised his eyes and lightly parted his red lips: "Who are you, sir? You are blocking my career." Her former best friend, now her rival, was furious: "How on earth did you do that?!" Yan Qin played with the latest lipstick and smiled like a fairy: "Probably because I was born to win." She was never a princess waiting to be rescued by a prince, but a queen who took back her throne. This time, she not only wants to win, but also wants to win beautifully. **Tags:**Modern city, business war, cool writing, counterattack, return of the queen
