Lin Qingyue has always firmly believed she'd become a domineering CEO someday. Then, for no apparent reason, she transmigrated to a parallel world resembling the Wei and Jin dynasties, where human life is cheap and the social hierarchy is rigid.
She's a beggar, and her only golden finger is a trash disposal System.
Lin Qingyue, expressionless as she gathers the pile of junk at her feet: Heh. Let me tell you, a domineering CEO is a domineering CEO wherever she goes. Wait, stop! Let go of me... What are you doing!
The Marquis of Huaiyang, renowned as the greatest strategist under heaven, is gravely ill and bedridden. Duke Liang says, heartbroken, "I've heard of a shaman named Qing in the southwest who carries a miraculous medicine that can cure every illness. I will find her for you."
