Reborn in the 1980s, Shen Wanyi smiled. In her past life, she’d been ruined by a gold-digging man. This time, she decisively dumped the scumbag, took control of the economy, and became the most powerful factory director around.
Everyone said her tough nature meant her love life was doomed, but she couldn’t care less.
Then the formidable, stone-faced military-industrial tycoon appeared, leaving everyone too terrified to breathe.
But the man carefully draped his coat over her shoulders, his voice low and tender:
“Madam, you’ve worked hard today. When will you finally give me a title?”
First time watching this type. I don't know why I can't stand watching it. There's not so much love and affection, it's just ordinary, simple, mutual understanding, love, and mutual trust. Most of them talk about work, factories, and equipment. Not bad actually. I just skipped over the profound parts. The progress is also very fast.
The warmth that comes from the eloquent words, the love that is unique in thousands of miles