I have worked as a shadow assistant for five years, earning an eight-figure annual salary. I live in a flat in the city center and drive a limited-edition sports car given by my boss. I, Lin Wu, am the legendary Pro Max version of the social animal who sold his soul to the capitalists and reached the pinnacle of life. On behalf of the superior Mr. Yan, I dealt with his stalking ex-girlfriend, dealt with the crazy harassment from illegitimate friends, and even personally packaged the other party's dirty information and sent it to hot searches when he had a business merger with his opponent. I am his sharpest knife, his most loyal dog, and his most shady existence. The good news is: I've given enough money and I'm ready to run away. The bad news is: My controlling boss doesn't seem to be letting me go. On the day I handed in my resignation letter, Mr. Yan threw it into the shredder lightly, and then gave me the ultimate "pre-retirement" task - "Help me resolve the entangled business marriage partner. After the deal is completed, I will give you double severance pay." I looked at the rumored arrogant, willful and indifferent rich lady in the photo, and smiled. Okay, I'll take this job. However, the development of things gradually became outrageous. In order to break them up, I pretended to be Mr. Yan's "White Moonlight" and acted in front of the eldest lady. As a result, the eldest lady held my hand and cried and said that she would help me get the dog man back. I faked Mr. Yan's "special hobby" to try to get the eldest lady to quit, but the eldest lady excitedly said that this was what she liked, which made it even more exciting! I even didn't hesitate to reveal that I was the "canary" raised by Mr. Yan outside. As a result, the eldest lady slapped the table: "Sister, share it with him! I'll raise you!"
