In the capital circle, Ji Tong's name is a declaration. When she appears as chief liquidator, it means that the life of a business empire has entered a countdown. She is calm and professional, like a precise scalpel, cutting through the rotten texture and liquidating every asset without leaving a trace of mercy. Insiders call her the "rich family mourner." This time, her target is the Fu family, a legend that has stood in the capital for nearly a hundred years. A family so large that it is almost connected to the blood of the city, even if it shows signs of decline, it is still a behemoth that everyone awes. Everyone was waiting to see Ji Tong's joke, thinking that her knife would finally hit an unbreakable rock. The person in charge of the Fu family who never shows up is rumored to be ruthless and thoughtful. The astonishingly talented and beautiful heir of the Fu family, beneath his gentle and jade-like skin, is exactly the same coldness and calculation as hers. The second son of the Fu family who plays with the world may seem like a playboy, but he always becomes her biggest obstacle in the most unexpected ways at the most critical moments. Faced with the dragnet laid by three generations of the Fu family, Ji Tong fought step by step. Everyone thought she was doing it for that amazing commission. Only Ji Tong knew that she was not here for the funeral. She came to dig the grave. ——Pull open the resplendent tomb of the Fu family with her own hands, and dig out the blood feud that belongs to her buried deep inside. Small Theater: Late at night, Fu Xizhou, the heir to the Fu family, blocked her in the office, with probing and dangerous eyes: "Miss Ji, your interest in the Fu family seems to go beyond the scope of a liquidator." Ji Tong smiled slightly, brushing his fingertips against the cold floor-to-ceiling windows,
