Shen Wu, a 28-year-old crisis public relations director, died suddenly after working overtime for 72 consecutive hours. She woke up and became the eldest daughter of Anyuan Hou Mansion - she had just been framed by her stepmother for "having an affair with a groom". She broke off the engagement, was exiled, and was on the verge of death from a high fever. It was a hellish start.
No space, no system. She only has a knowledge base of modern public relations, business warfare, and psychological warfare, and a heart that will kill her. Making handmade soap to make money, writing short essays to kill the scumbag society, using KPIs to manage subordinates, serving as a strategic advisor to the emperor and asking for "promotion and salary increase".
From Po Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing to Jinluan Palace of the Imperial Palace, she treated every step as a public relations crisis. The only miscalculation was that the down-and-out man she treated as a temporary worker turned out to be the current emperor.
"I don't want to be a queen, I just want to lie down." "No, the Xie family will kill you." "... Then take a roll first."
