In my past life, I was a love-struck fool who handed over five years of hard work, proposals, and clients to my supervisor and my best friend, only to be driven to a dead end by the two of them working together and die a miserable death on a rainy street. At my funeral, those two held hands and smiled brightly. The moment I open my eyes, I am reborn back to five years ago. In this lifetime, I will not please anyone, I will not be soft-hearted, and I will not be a love-struck fool. The green tea steals the proposal? I turn the tables and set a trap to ruin her reputation. The supervisor steals the credit? I put him on the spot right in the meeting room. Relying on the memories of my past life, I trade stocks, buy houses, and save the company, step by step clutching the company's shares in my hands.