I Opened the Winery in 1988

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I was so drunk that I couldn't even tell the difference between my aunt and my sister-in-law. This author is really...

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I can say that the writing pace of this book is passable, but the story is too poor, and the results are probably not very good either. The main reason is that everyone doesn't want to see someone working for a man who harmed the protagonist's family and kicked his father out of the factory just to get a faster development (get some raw wine), get awards for him, and let him get promoted. I despise people who sell themselves just for such a small profit. (I think his father would not have died early if he had not been kicked out of the factory, not to mention that his mother was humiliated when she interceded for him in his previous life.)

Xu Jianye, a master in the wine industry, was reborn and returned to the unforgettable year of 1988. That year, Wuliangye had not yet become king, and Maotai had not yet become a god. Xu Jianye, who was in debt, once again came to the crossroads of life. This time, he did not sell his winery, but chose to swim against the current. From "Laowu Zeng" to "Pan within a plate", a liquor from a small town in southern Sichuan has stepped on the pulse of the times and drifted into thousands of households.