Everyone in the industry knows that Lu Chen, an upstart in the investment world, is an out-and-out mad dog. Emotional instability, overwhelming desire for control, quarrels with others are common, and going crazy is the norm. Eight special assistants were replaced around him, and all of them resigned in tears, saying that they would never look back after being given 100 million. Until the ninth special assistant, Jian Ning, was airborne and took office. On the day of the interview, Lu Chen threw a psychological evaluation report in front of her with a sinister look in his eyes: "They all say I am sick. What do you think?" Jian Ning adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses and smiled appropriately: "Mr. Lu, in my opinion, you just need a more scientific and efficient management plan." She accepted the offer with a six-digit hourly salary, but she could be injured at work at any time. From then on, the style of the Lu Group suddenly changed - Lu Chen was going to get angry at the meeting, so Jian Ning changed the herbal tea to warm water in advance, and attached a note: "Research shows that warm water can effectively reduce cortisol levels and protect your vocal cords." Lu Chen was going to make a series of life-threatening calls at 3 o'clock in the middle of the night. Jian Ning directly physically disconnected the Internet and left a message: "Mr. Lu, lack of sleep will increase the rate of decision-making errors by 4.3%. For the benefit of the group, please rest." Lu Chen was about to lose control in the face of the provocation from his rival. Jian Ningyun calmly handed over his iPad: "The dirty information about the rival company has been packaged for you to choose from. In addition, the photo of his bald head has been made into an emoticon package, do you want it?" Lu Chen: "..." He felt like a beast with a collar on it, with claws still there, but tamed to be submissive. He thought Jian Ning was an omnipotent top social beast, until one day,
