From Street Stall to Queen of Business

The night her own uncle set her up and drove her out of the family home, a rainstorm raged. She was thrown out with nothing, while the whole city tuned in to watch her sleep under a bridge.

What could a down-and-out heiress who made ends meet by collecting bottles and running a street stall possibly do?

No one knew she had eyes that could see through anything.

What others saw as trash was all the capital she needed to turn her life around.

A stepping stone bought for fifty yuan turned out to be a top-grade icy jadeite worth thirty thousand when cut open.

She went from sixty-three yuan and fifty cents to thirty thousand in two days.

From three hundred yuan to three million in three months.

The day the whole internet accused her of plagiarism, she held a press conference and said just five words:

"You copied a fake."

The night she found Lu Chen, it was raining again. A narrow alley, blood everywhere.

She said, "I'll pay your medical bills. You work for me."

He said, "Sis, you're very brave."

Only later did she learn he was even braver.

Brave enough to give her an entire jewelry empire as her bride price.

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