Wen Jianjian, a 18th-line actor, has three major problems in life: 1. Pay next month's rent. 2. Use the lunch box of the crew next door. 3. Avoid the black fan leader who always wants to get her to engage in feudal superstition. Until one day, a group of black suits dug her out of the pile of instant noodles and politely invited her onto a private jet. On the plane, the gray-haired lawyer told her two pieces of news. Good news: She is the long-lost and sole legal heir of the Shen family, the top wealthy family in Beijing. She holds the highest decision-making power of the group and her personal assets... There are too many zeros at the end to count. Bad news: The Shen Group is experiencing a turmoil in the boardroom. There are uncles fighting for power inside and old enemies outside. The stock price is faltering. She, the "Purple Star from the Sky", has been pushed to the forefront by various forces. If she is not careful, she will be chewed to the bone. At the board meeting, looking at her washed-out jeans, the uncles exchanged disdainful looks: a wild girl who had climbed up from the bottom of the entertainment industry was just a puppet. "Jian Jian, you have just come back and are not familiar with the business. Let your second uncle help you with signing the contract." "Little niece, this project is high risk, so let your third uncle handle it. You can just sign and share the dividends." Wen Jianjian nodded obediently with a sweet smile: "Okay, I will listen to my uncles." Turning around, she relied on the "fierce eyes" skills she had developed in the crew to see who was a human and who was a ghost. She used her experience in fighting wits and courage with various paparazzi and illegitimate meals to track back and uncover her opponent's business secrets. The uncles are still dreaming about their little niece,
