The words "Secretary" reawakened the feelings that had been buried for many years. I thought I could live a stable white-collar life, but I didn't expect to be promoted to secretary-general. Then the president fell ill and abdicated. I didn't expect that the president's son, the new president, would be him! In the bustling city, as dusk falls and the lanterns come on, Nian Yaoyuan can't help but sigh, life is too hard, has life prepared a cup of sugar for her?
Concept: The love of urban white-collar workers