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·Lin Wan: He was once the youngest strategic director of the group. Because he was unwilling to join in the conspiracy, he was framed by his mentor and his fiancé. His reputation was ruined, he was heavily in debt, and he was forced to work in a street shop. ·Shen Ke: Her former mentor, now the vice president of the group, a sanctimonious predator. ·Gu Ze: Her former fiancé, the speculator who stole her plan to gain power. A business genius who was pushed into hell by his mentor and fiancé jointly returned from hibernation for three years in the most humble status. Under the rules of the former master, he planted a perfect storm that would subvert everything. They all say that the trajectory of a person's fall can be calculated - with self-esteem as the initial velocity and betrayal as the acceleration, there are already formulas to follow in terms of how one will eventually fall into the dust. Lin Wan didn't believe it. Until now, she was standing under the cold white light of the 24-hour convenience store, looking at the TV screen on the wall. Her former fiancé Gu Ze was holding the international business innovation trophy named "Golden Eyes". That was the dawn she sketched stroke by stroke on the hospital bed when she was eight months pregnant. The beep of the checkout scanner brought her back to reality. A bag of expired bread and a box of the cheapest painkillers, a total of seventeen and eighty cents. Lin Wan slowly raised his head, something was extinguishing in his eyes, and something was ignited deeper. Then, she slightly raised the corners of her mouth. Calculate the fall? No. What they should calculate is how many steps it takes to crawl back from the abyss. And she has already taken the first step.