On the first day of employment, Yan Zhen received not a labor contract, but a "deed of sale." As the personal legal advisor to Lu Zhi, the president of Mingsheng Group, her job includes three things: Handling all shady business contracts for him. When he goes up, educate him promptly to prevent him from impulsively sending himself in. On call 24 hours a day, on call, no private life. Salary: eight figures, plus commission, and comes with a large flat in the city center and a luxury car. Yan Zhen (calmly pushing on his glasses): Boss, I think I can work another shift. People in the circle said that Lu Zhi was an out-of-control wild wolf, cruel and ruthless, and no one could tame him. Business rivals hope that he will make a mistake and be doomed. The elders of the group are waiting for him to make mistakes in order to unseat him. Only Yan Zhen knew that around the neck of this wild wolf was a collar made by her own hands. Each of those gray contracts locked in the safe is a tightening curse. When Lu Zhi wants to use unconventional means to annex his opponent. Yan Zhenhui smiled and slapped the "Anti-Monopoly Law" on his desk: "Mr. Lu, which one do you want to choose between working on a sewing machine or sitting in an office?" When Lu Zhi wanted to "deal with" an ungrateful guy. Yan Zhen would slowly hand over the "Criminal Code": "The crime of intentional injury starts in three years, and the maximum penalty is death. Do you need me to help you reserve a prison cell?" Lu Zhi was so angry that the veins on his forehead jumped, but he could only look at her with gritted teeth: "Yan Zhen, you can't live without me because of me!" Yan Zhen smiled lightly: "Yes, Mr. Lu. So, please abide by the law." Later, this tight curse not only restricted his ambition,
