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Mentally challenged Aunt Ping survives by collecting scraps, enduring public scorn in cardboard shelters. Unbeknownst to all, her estranged daughter controls a global tech empire worth billions. When Aunt Ping is humiliated at an exclusive gala after wandering in, a private jet emblazoned with a cryptic crest lands abruptly. As a sharp-suited woman removes her sunglasses at the red carpet's end, the crowd gasps—her eyes mirror the scavenger's. 'Mom, those weren't trash treasures,' she whispers, kissing the old woman's calloused hands, 'but clues to reclaim your throne.' Security guards kneel in unison as moldy buns tumble from Ping's pockets onto diamond-encrusted inheritance papers.
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