1988, Jiangcheng Textile Factory. Lu Yi knelt on the floor of the workshop and picked up the scattered cotton yarn. The person she once called "Sister Lu" is now stepping on her approval document and sneering: "A bankrupt factory director, is he qualified to negotiate terms with us?" Lu Yi raised his head, his eyes as calm as if he were watching the replay of the finals. She was an e-sports champion in her previous life, using psychological games to crush her opponents. In this life, she carries the ancient Egyptian Mayat's Judgment Eyes - any fraud or breach of trust will result in bad luck within seven days. At the wine table, the boss of her factory raised his glass: "Drink this glass, and I'll give you the approval." Lu Yi didn't touch the glass, just staring at the watch on his wrist: "You can't fool the referee with your right hand's fake movement." He hit the nail on the head and broke his financial chain. The man turned pale, took the initiative to return the factory to her, and begged her to become a shareholder. Shen Hanzhou, the biggest villain in Jiangcheng, watched with cold eyes for three months. He originally thought that this woman would approach him and ask for cooperation like everyone else. But Lu Yi always kept a three-arm distance when meeting each other, and was so obsessive that he even had to put a handkerchief on when shaking hands. Until late one night, he saw her using an ancient Egyptian ritual to save a drowning worker at the dock - she was soaked but refused to be touched. Shen Hanzhou took off his coat and threw it over: "Lu Yi, when will you let me get close?" She wiped the water drops on her wrist without looking back: "Your sincerity is worse than my mysophobia." This is just the first world. And the law of reverse strategy has just begun.
