At three o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Nian's cell phone rang thirty-seven times.
Every call is from my fiancé. From the moment the people from the Securities Regulatory Bureau rushed into the conference room, she knew that none of the thirty-seven calls were to save her, they were all to confirm whether she was dead where she was.
Four years ago, she was a chess piece sent to Jinhe Capital by her father. For four years, she served as her fiancé and the chairman's white glove, docile, decent, and always smiling. When the project plan was signed by her fiancé, she said yes; when client resources were asked to be transferred for free, she said yes; when asked to side with her boss on the board of directors, she still said yes. Until they shoved a memo with forged signatures in her face to make her the scapegoat.
They don't know that the inner layer of this pair of gloves hides every manuscript she spent four years saving. From the day she was first signed, she saved every version of the due diligence report, every modification record, and a complete backup of every deleted clause. What she was waiting for was not their conscience finding out, but what she was waiting for was to be killed with one blow.
After the counterattack was successful, she took the position of CEO of Jinhe Capital. Then she discovered that the person who pushed her onto the chessboard in the first place was none other than her own father.
Twenty years ago, her mother also wore gloves. The woman who had sat behind the counter for five years, signed seventeen documents whose complete content had never been seen, was consumed until she died, leaving only a copper key to the train station and a yellowed file bag. The portfolio contains handwritten notes on seventeen documents and a letter left for his daughter.
The letter reads: Missing, not thinking about the past. It is a clear thought.
Her mother taught her one thing - you can wear gloves, but before you put them on, you have to know what's inside. Now she knew what was in it. She left the empty cabinet to her father, leaving behind a sentence - "empty" means that you still have a chance to repay what you owe her.
Purpose: Awakening women is not about revenge, but about rebuilding the rules.
