The school made a mistake in confidential files, and Northeastern girl Su Zhanhe was admitted to Seoul's top aristocratic academy. On the first day of school, the chaebol eldest daughter splashed American ice cream on her desk and waited to see the poor foreign student crying and begging for mercy. Su Zhanhe wiped his hands and slapped the other party's customized bag away with his backhand: "Who are you with?" This slap did not bring any punishment, but instead caused an explosion in the whole school. In the strict hierarchical circle of Korean aristocrats, only the true heirs of the reclusive billionaire dare to be so crazy! No money and no background? Su Zhanhe made mistakes, relying solely on information gaps and psychological warfare to start a high-level crushing. Are you using your power to suppress me? I'll play Capital Fog for you. The vice chairman set up a trap to expose him, but she killed him serially. In front of the whole school, he lost control and smashed the school. She shivered in the rain late at night and begged for forgiveness. The top tycoon wanted to take her down, but in the end he was confused - this girl's background was deeper than his family's. It's time for the Northeastern girls to take a look at the world in Seoul!
Su Zhanhe rolled up his old school uniform with the cuffs altered, and smiled coldly: "I pretended to be rich, and you were scared to death. Now that I don't pretend, why don't you still dare to mess with me?"
Behind him, the once aloof chaebol student council president blushed and handed over his entire net worth: "Miss Su, do you think you can sign this soft-rice contract?"
