Qin Wan, known in the industry as "the undefeated myth in the investment community," had his myth shattered overnight. Her friends betrayed her, her cronies turned against her, the business empire she had built was eaten away, she was in debt worth tens of billions, and her reputation was in disrepair. Falling from the clouds into the mire, Mr. Qin, who used to be held in high esteem by the stars, has become the god of plague that everyone avoids. Everyone was waiting to see the joke of her failure. Qin Wan wiped the blood from his lips and gave a cold smile: Do you want to see me admit defeat? Next life. She put away all her famous brands, cut off her long hair, and worked as a marketing assistant in a domestic product company that was on the verge of bankruptcy. — Colleagues in the new company discovered that the new assistant Qin Wan was a bit evil. She can point out fatal flaws in a multi-million dollar plan in three minutes; she can convince the most difficult client's father with a cup of coffee; she can use a mediocre competitive product analysis to almost shut down the rival company when everyone is at their wits' end. Colleague A: Sister, who are you? Σ(っ °Д °;)っ Qin Wan (is sorting out the reimbursement invoice): Me? Just an ordinary migrant worker. Colleague B: The investor you silenced seems to be your ex-boyfriend... Qin Wan (without raising her head): Oh, I didn't recognize him because of my bad eyesight. It was not until later that Qin Wan led this shabby company to counterattack and return to its peak, and met its former enemies at an industry summit. Under the spotlight, her red lips were slightly raised, and her aura was full: "What I lost is only what I don't want. And you can't keep any of what I want." The man who once stepped on her into the mud,
