The popular director Shen Huai died suddenly and unexpectedly, and he transformed into Wen Shuan, a cannon fodder clerk at the bottom of the Shanghai Navy in 1940.
No money, no background, only a strange light on my chest that could warn of danger:
Light gray is hostility, medium gray is stalking, dark gray is conspiracy, and pure black is... A dead end.
With the reputation of being a coward who "relies on connections and is timid and afraid of getting into trouble", Wen Shu'an quietly served tea and poured water in the cracks between the Special High School, Wang Puppet No. 76 And the military commander.
Someone is licking blood with the tip of a knife, pursuing an earth-shattering assassination; but Wen Shuan is in the corner, using short drama thinking to choreograph a big drama of lending a knife to kill people.
Those who are good at fighting have no great achievements, and those who are good at playing games have no skill at all.
When the enemy fell apart silently, it was discovered before his death that the clerk who only knew how to fish and please his boss all day long was the mastermind behind the life and death of the entire Shanghai.
Wen Shuan: "I'm just a little person leaning against a big tree. Everyone here really doesn't need to take me to heart."
