Ten years ago, Chen Nian, a teacher at a key middle school, was led by gangsters to break into his home because he refused to give extra points to Zhao Rui, a son of a demolition household.
That night, she lost her unborn child, her left hand was broken, and she was even falsely accused of "extortion" and kicked out of the teaching staff. Her father died in anger.
Ten years later, Chen Nian came back.
She is no longer the people's teacher standing on the podium, but a humble cleaning lady in the sales office of Ruifeng Real Estate.
In this glamorous vanity fair, Zhao Rui relied on violent demolition and collusion with government and businessmen to become the powerful "Mr. Zhao".
He forgot that rainy night and the woman begging for mercy.
In other words, he didn't care at all.
Chen Nian didn't care either.
She doesn't care about Zhao Rui's overwhelming power now, or how many bodyguards he has around him.
She only cares about one thing: the countdown.
Using her expertise in architecture, she infiltrated Zhao Rui's business empire like a ghost.
She instigated infighting among the Zhao family's uncles and nephews, exploited the loopholes in the house purchase contract to detonate the crisis of unfinished buildings, and even pushed the officials who had accepted bribes back into the abyss one by one.
"I won't kill you, Zhao Rui."
"I want you to see with your own eyes how the golden mountain you built using dirty methods collapses inch by inch."
This is a war without smoke.
There are no superpowers, just carefully calculated killings with borrowed knives.
There is no God's perspective, only the rules of survival that are struggled out of the quagmire.
When the countdown reached zero, Chen Nian sat on the crumbling unfinished building and watched Zhao Rui howl like a dog in the mud.
