She in the Palm of My Hand

I am a feared capital tycoon in Beijing circles, the "villain" boss in everyone's eyes. That woman who looked so much like my dead Bai Yueguang knelt in front of me and begged me to save her brother who was in a vegetative state in a car accident. I gave her two choices: get married, or be a lover. She chose the latter without hesitation. I thought this was a hunt and I was going to break her pride. Unexpectedly, she neither cries nor makes trouble, regards "lover" as "workplace", regards "please me" as "KPI", takes money to do things, and never crosses the line. Due to an accident, her brother passed away, and she handed over a check: "Mr. Gu, the money has been paid off, and we will pay both sides." At that moment, I realized that I was the one who lost miserably.