Three years ago, Jiang Wan was the well-deserved queen of the Beijing business district. The "Evening Star" Group she founded is the hottest unicorn in the capital circle. She thought she had the most loyal lover and the closest best friend. On the eve of the listing, the two teamed up to stab her in the back, taking away the core technology, emptying the company's assets, and pushing her into the abyss. Overnight, the Queen fell from the altar, racked up huge debts, and became the laughingstock of the industry. Everyone was waiting to see her collapse. Three years later, an investment studio named "Lingming" emerged, making waves in the capital market as a dark horse. The trading techniques are ruthless and the vision is extremely vicious. It will never miss any project that it likes. No one knew that the person behind the scenes was the "already dead" Jiang Wan. This time, she crawled back from hell with full of hatred and skills. Her ex-fiancé begged her with red eyes: "Wan Wan, can we do it again?" Jiang Wan stepped on ten-centimeter high heels, lightly parted her red lips, and smiled distantly and cruelly: "Sir, my time is very valuable, and every second I spend reminiscing with you is delaying me from earning a hundred million." Her ex-best friend was hysterical: "What on earth do you want!" Jiang Wan picked up the champagne and saluted from afar: "Don't worry, the game has just begun. What I lost will be gained back with interest." Small Theater: The young man who was once saved by her on a rainy night is now in hot demand and follows her step by step, becoming her sharpest knife. "Mr. Jiang, Zhang's shares have dropped to the limit." "Mr. Jiang,
