
Rebirth in the 1980s: Thousands of People Disliked the Fat Wife and Changed Her Name to Fair and Beautiful
About This Novel
Jiang Caifeng accidentally traveled to the 1980s and became a fat and evil cotton mill. Thousands of people hated her. Every day, there were not even 10,000 but also 8,000 people who came to complain to her husband Zhang Zhenfan. Neighbor in the compound: "Director Zhang! Your wife eloped with someone and stole money, so she was caught and taken to the police station!" Zhang Zhenfan: "She didn't elope, she just went out for a run at night and happened to be robbed." Finance Xiao Li: "Director Zhang, what's wrong, your wife took away your salary for this month!" Zhang Zhenfan: "She is my wife. She can do whatever she wants. I have to leave it to her when I get home anyway." Director of the cotton spinning factory: "Director Zhang, your wife and a group of men and women wearing scantily clad clothes are fooling around in the factory! You don't care." Zhang Zhenfan: "The weather is hot, so wear less clothes to keep cool!" Sister-in-law: "Brother! Jiang Caifeng has impure motives!" Zhang Zhenfan sighed: "Then I hope her motives for me are not pure." Later, the efficiency of cotton spinning mills decreased, workers were laid off, and "thousands of people suspected" that losing weight and making money, the family's life became more and more prosperous, and they could even lead the workers to find jobs together. Everyone exclaimed: "Don't tell me, this person whom thousands of people dislike is actually beautiful and capable!" Zhang Zhenfan (arrogant face): "You are the only ones who know?"
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Official(2)Scraped 6d ago
I feel like the heroine is quite useless, (I don't have the confidence you need to believe me,
Come on (ง •̀_•́)ง Come on (ง •̀_•́)ง Come on (ง •̀_•́)ง, each flower comes into your eyes
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Official(2)Scraped 6d ago
I feel like the heroine is quite useless, (I don't have the confidence you need to believe me,
Come on (ง •̀_•́)ง Come on (ง •̀_•́)ง Come on (ง •̀_•́)ง, each flower comes into your eyes









