[Transmigration]+ [Comeback]+ [Tea-Reading]+ [Tea-Defying]+ [Making Money] When Xu Wanwan swallowed the sleeping pills, she thought she would finally be free.
When she opened her eyes again, she had become Lin Zhaodi, the fat, ugly, vicious supporting character in a novel set in 1985.
In the book, she obsessively pursued her military officer fiancé and relentlessly targeted Su Bairou, the sweet, innocent heroine. In the end, everyone turned against her, and she died miserably in the street.
Xu Wanwan looked at her greasy reflection in the mirror and slapped the table. “Chasing men? Making money is way better!”
She kicked off her cloth shoes, put on a pair of Warrior sneakers, resold fabric coupons, and took over a clothing factory.
When Su Bairou came to her with tears in her eyes, asking, “Why are you picking on me, Sister?”
Xu Wanwan pulled out her ledger. “You got dirt on the silk fabric I just bought. Pay up, fifty cents!”
Her former fiancé, the military officer, frowned and approached. “Zhaodi, we need to talk.”
Xu Wanwan hoisted the fabric and ran. “Talk about what? I’m busy becoming a ten-thousand-yuan household!”
Then, in the middle of a blaze, she carried him out unconscious.
The man gripped her hand and asked hoarsely, “Who are you, really?”
Xu Wanwan pulled her hand away and counted the money she’d just earned.
“Don’t get in the way of me making money. Next!”
