No cp, in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River in the late 1980s, Bai Muyan was the "proud girl of heaven" in the eyes of her neighbors - she came from an intellectual family, graduated from a prestigious university, and naturally got the "iron rice bowl" of the state-owned instrument factory. She also had her gentle and elegant boyfriend Lin Weidong, a government cadre, and her life was like a carefully calibrated clock, as stable as can be seen.
But in this "stability", cracks are quietly spreading. The decline of state-owned factories, the pressure of medical expenses for her mother's serious illness, and the sound of the tide coming from the south made her hands holding the iron rice bowl gradually become hot. In 1992, the spring breeze of southern talk blew across the land. Bai Muyan finally tore up the label of "keeping to oneself". Amid Lin Weidong's anger and confusion, he dragged his suitcase onto the train heading south.
On the streets of Shenzhen, she started from the accounting room of a clothing factory, stepping on the clatter of sewing machines, surviving the nights when she was deceived by wholesalers, and surviving the cold winter when her capital chain was broken. Here, she met Chen Yang, a cheerful transport driver. He helped her find fabrics and avoid trouble, but he failed to keep her from going further - she bought a small factory, registered the "Muyan" trademark, and sold shirts with southern style to the country. Even her daughter's name "Niannan" is engraved with the imprint of this land.
From a gentle student in an ivory tower, to an entrepreneur on the assembly line, to a female owner of a chain store, Bai Muyan did not marry the original "golden girl", nor was she limited to the company of fireworks, but she lived her life as the most stable ship in the wave of the 1990s.
