In 2026, Wang Fugui died at the top of the business empire he had built with his own hands. Opening his eyes again, he returned to 2009—with only ten thousand two hundred borrowed in his pocket, his father still alive, and everything not yet started. He knows every trend, every crash, and every person who will change the world in the next seventeen years. But rebirth is not opening a golden finger; he miscalculated once, fed half a page of discarded drafts too many, and personally raised his rival eighteen months ahead of time. This time, he does not chase trends or gamble on luck; he wants to be the one writing the script for the whole world.