When she wakes up, Su Ye, a textile factory technician, transforms into a Shanghai "socialite" with the same name in the 1980s. The good news: I live in a small western-style building with a garden. My biological father is a university professor, my biological mother is a pillar of a cultural troupe, and I am a reserve college student. My family has a distinguished family background and a bright future. Bad news: The whole family has just been branded as "remnants of the old era", and the mansion has been confiscated and replaced with a dilapidated house in a large courtyard with air leakage from all sides. The worse news is that the original owner, a "socialite," couldn't hold her hands on her shoulders, couldn't lift her hands, and couldn't even poke briquettes. She almost starved to death on her first day in the new environment. Looking at the few dollars left in his hand and a pile of luxury goods "waste", and then looking at the neighbors next door who were sharpening their knives and preparing to "rob the rich and give to the poor", Su Ye, a real working people, wiped his face. Isn't it just starting from scratch? What a big deal! Are former socialites reduced to "shabby households"? It doesn't matter, she can't be a socialite, she can be a "queen"! Faced with conflicts between neighbors, she used carrots and sticks to keep the chaotic courtyard in order. Faced with work difficulties, she picked up the mechanical knowledge from her previous life and carried out technological innovation in a small factory, working her way from temporary worker to chief technical engineer. Facing her former "enemies" who were eyeing her with eager eyes, she even tried to show off her tactics and slapped them in the face. It's just... Why does that young doctor who lives across the door, wears a white shirt all day long, looks cold and ascetic, always stare at her with a "seeing through everything" look? One day, Su Ye came home carrying half a bag of rice, but he blocked the door. The man handed over a hot meat bun,
