In her fifth year as a full-time housewife, Jiang Ning is criticized by her mother-in-law for “spending money without lifting a finger” and by her husband for “being ignorant and unable to keep up with the times.” At a lavish banquet, her mother-in-law humiliates her in front of everyone for wearing an outdated dress, while her husband looks on coldly and says, “She’s just a housewife. She doesn’t understand how to socialize. Ignore her.”
The good news is that Jiang Ning hands him divorce papers that very night.
The bad news is that, after five years away from the workforce, she wants to return to her career. She sends out fifty resumes and gets only three interviews.
An HR manager looks at the five-year gap in her resume and sneers. “Miss Jiang, did you spend those five years sleeping at home? We need professionals who can hit the ground running, not full-time nannies.”
Jiang Ning doesn’t argue. She joins the most exclusive top investment bank in the industry and starts at the very bottom as an intern.
After countless all-nighters and taking on the toughest projects, she proves what it means to have once stood at the top: even after falling, you can climb back up.
A few months later, at a business negotiation that will decide whether a company lives or dies, her ex-husband’s company waits anxiously for the client’s representative to arrive, hoping to secure the project.
The doors open. Jiang Ning, dressed in a sharp suit, takes the seat at the head of the table, her expression cool as she leafs through her ex-husband’s company’s financial statements.
“President Xu, your proposal is full of holes.” She looks up, her gaze sharp. “If this is the best you can do, we have no need to work together.”
Her ex-husband turns deathly pale. “Ningning, you…”
Jiang Ning smiles. “President Xu, please call me President Jiang.”
