From Zero to A Business Hero

The neon lights made the "Celebratory Banquet" sign shine even more brilliantly, their glow piercing the night and casting mottled reflections across the banquet hall floor. I held the stemmed glass firmly, my fingertips still tingling with the heat from sealing the overseas order priced at one billion—a warmth blending fatigue and exhilaration. To clinch this tough deal, the entire team had gone nearly three months without a single restful night. So many late-night brainstorming sessions, so many grueling negotiations with clients—now all have come to a perfect conclusion. And this grand celebratory banquet was specially arranged for me by Daisy Scott. The first time I saw her was three years ago at the company's annual meeting; she wore a light-colored business suit, her eyes curved like beautiful crescent moons, pure and unspoiled—and it seems that look remains unchanged to this day. At that moment, I took the initiative to start a conversation: "Daisy Scott? I'm Charles Lynn from the Marketing Department. I've long heard of your abilities. I look forward to working with you." Her cheeks flushed slightly as she nodded softly. "Hello, I've often heard colleagues mention you as well. I hope we can collaborate smoothly going forward." I patted my chest confidently. "Rest assured, with me here, our team will surely create more outstanding achievements." But I never could have imagined that this seemingly bright first encounter would ultimately turn into a complete and utter betrayal.