A Transmigrated Woman Becomes a Homewrecker in the 1970s

A formidable woman of the twenty-first century was handing out New Year benefits to her employees at the company annual party when a falling chandelier struck her. She transmigrated into the body of a bride in the 1970s who had just been beaten on her wedding day. Once she came to her senses, she found the place bare as can be. In an era when food and clothing were scarce and everything required ration coupons, she gritted her teeth and accepted her lot. She had once run a company with over a thousand employees. Surely she could make a decent life for herself here too? But what was wrong with her new husband? He was lazy and greedy, a shirker who slacked off, did nothing useful, and was addicted to gambling. He was a good-for-nothing through and through. Let's see if my four-foot cleaver can whip him into the next company boss.