I'm Gu Niansheng, a top HR executive. My specialty is helping big companies let people go with dignity.
Until one day, a wealthy matriarch comes to me with a contract worth a fortune: help me fire two of my grandsons.
I think it's just an internal purge in a wealthy family, until I step inside the old mansion. The second young master, who's fixing pipes, is a candidate. The third young master, who's falsifying the books, is a candidate. Even the eldest young master, who's always immaculately dressed in a suit, is on the list. Everyone is putting on an act, and everyone is waiting for me to declare them out.
But as I keep making cuts, I discover that someone has long since rewritten the real rules of this inheritance battle in another document.
When I finally stand before the ultimate decision-maker, the matriarch asks me, "Would you like to take the seat yourself?"
It turns out the real meaning of this "layoff at a wealthy family" isn't to send people away, but to invite those who don't belong in their seats to step down, one by one.
