The 1970S: Don't Mess with Me, I'm the Boss of the Black Market

[Period Setting + Transmigration + Medicine + Black-Market Boss + Play the Pig to Eat the Tiger] Note: This story is entirely fictional and set in an alternate world. I’ve got money and looks. What do I need a man for? The first man I dated turned out to be a useless jerk who couldn’t care less about his family’s suffering. To hell with that! Got a weird coworker who won’t shut up? Try getting stuffed in a sack. Following me? You can say goodbye to those legs. Scheming behind my back? You can say goodbye to your job, too. I ran into a sister with a pocket dimension while dealing with a scammer. She’s practically a walking grain depot. Come work for me! Someone’s causing trouble at the black market? We’ll give them a taste of their own medicine! Got a problem with that? Want to compete with our West Black Market on following the law? Sorry, we’re the Three-Good Black Market: good goods, good people, good principles! Then a man who was a wolf in sheep’s clothing showed up at the door. He said in a low voice, “You’re the black-market boss? Let’s talk business.” Shen Nian’an looked up with a faint smile. “If you want to work with me, first prove you’re worth it.” From then on, she practiced medicine and gathered intelligence by day, then joined forces with a powerful ally at night to hold firm at the top of the black market. The pacing is a little slow at first, but it gets really good later. Please give it a chance, dear readers!