I was reborn at the wedding scene in 1970, and saw my destiny clearly under the hijab.
In my previous life, I was forced to marry a powerful man and died in depression at the age of 35. In this life, I refuse to marry to save myself.
Holding a century of financial events in your hand, you can predict the point of getting rich in the gold stock market.
Gold bars are hidden in lunch boxes, foreign exchange coupons are exchanged for capital, and black market reselling makes the first pot of gold.
Farm exile? Just the right layout for treasury bills, nylon socks, and indeed the good business network.
From a cadre's daughter who was abandoned by her family, to a capital queen who controls millions of assets.
They call me crazy, and I laugh at them for not being able to see through the trend of the times.
In this life, I will not fall in love or rely on men, I will make my own rules.
Economic awakening, changing your life against the odds, starting from overturning the wedding table!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
