Rebirth is a good thing, but if my best friend is also reborn, the style of the painting is distorted.
My goal: make money in a low-key manner and quietly amaze everyone.
My best friend's goal: to direct a epic drama from the 1980s, starring our enemies.
I set up a stall to sell clothes, hoping to make my first pot of gold by relying on information differences.
She (Xu Mengyao) was so possessed by drama on the spot that she cried to the sky: "Oh my god, when will my talented but ill-fated sister be able to make a comeback!"
Result: Customers imagined 800 episodes of sad drama and bought all the clothes in tears.
I want to buy a dilapidated factory and prepare to make a fortune quietly.
She found my scumbag ex and burst into tears: "Brother Qiang, Wanwan was bullied by the factory owner. He wants to buy and sell by force..."
Result: The scumbag, with his green head on his face, rushed to "justice" with his father, and I took over the factory building at half the price.
I want my best relative to go away.
She stopped in front of me and said: "Don't be like this, Wanwan, they are elders after all..."
Result: Relatives thought she was a soft persimmon and wanted to get information from her, but she fed them a lot of fake news and they lost money until they lost their pants!
Me (crazy): "Sister! Can we have a normal career?"
Xu Mengyao (entering the scene in one second): "No! You don't understand! Art comes from life, but is higher than life!"
Help, why does my business empire smell like shit?
