In a narrow alley late at night, Zhang Wan was covered by someone's mouth and dragged into the darkness.
A strange man's voice sounded in my ears: "Don't make any sound."
She didn't scream. The moment he let go of his hand, she asked:
"How much can I get in exchange for helping you just now?"
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After being reborn and returning to Yonghe for seventeen years, Zhang Wan vowed not to be anyone's pawn again.
In her previous life, she was the shrewdest businessman, but she lost everything in the fire.
In this life, she will earn her first pot of gold from the price difference of Cornus officinalis, recruit her first batch of subordinates from the gangsters, and weave her first intelligence network from the chats between officials and their families.
And the man she "hired" was the sharpest knife in Beimang.
The knife never recognizes its owner.
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Pei Yan: "When you hired me, did you know that I had killed someone?"
Zhang Wan: "I know."
Pei Yan: "Then you still hire me?"
Zhang Wan: "I need a knife. As for whether the knife is clean or not - I will wipe it before using it."
[Business war in the market × undercurrent of rivers and lakes × double strong CP]
[She was reborn to pursue the murderer, and he sought the master of the sword]
[It's not redemption, it's mutual use. After using it for a long time, it becomes a habit.
Intention: Rebirth is not a gift, it is living again with the scars of the previous life. Zhang Wan crawled back from the fire in her previous life, not for the pleasure of revenge, but to understand one thing - in this world where businessmen are regarded as the lowest, can a woman survive without relying on anyone? She went from being penniless to establishing the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce, not by a prophet, but by a colder judgment of human nature and a more accurate calculation of opportunities after dying once. She doesn't believe in fate, people, or salvation. But she finally learned one thing: One person can't go far, but entrusting your life to another person is not weakness, but another kind of strength. This is a story about "recasting bones in the dark." It's not a sweet pet, it's not a counterattack novel, it's a complete arc of a person from "I don't believe in anyone" to "I believe in you, even if I lose the bet."