Carrying a Debt of Three Million, I Became a Big Boss

In the first month of that year, before the sound of firecrackers stopped, 28-year-old Yanzi sat on the edge of the bed, holding in her hand a list of arrears written by her husband - 3.2 Million. The man who kept saying "nothing will happen" squatted in the corner, like an ostrich with his head buried in the sand. Fa Xiao ran away, her creditors came to visit, the court summons arrived, and she had just found out she was pregnant. From that moment on, Yanzi knew that her new year was over. Three million and two million, a number that is enough to crush any ordinary family. Some people advised her to divorce, some advised her to abort the child, some looked on with cold eyes, and some added insult to injury. But Yanzi chose the most difficult path: stay, carry it, and pay it off. Starting from selling her wedding car, she learned to face fierce creditors, cold debt collectors, and evasive relatives. She went to court with her pregnant belly, negotiated installments, and worked part-time; from setting up a street vendor to opening a store, from earning a few thousand a month to a million a year; it took her five years to cross off the numbers on the debt list one by one. This is not just a story about paying off debt. This is a story about how to maintain dignity in desperate situations, about how a woman rebuilds her life on the ruins, and about how a marriage can stand up again after being broken. Someone asked her, does she hate it? She said that it takes strength to hate someone, and her strength should be used to pay back money, raise children, and live a good life. Five years. Three million two hundred thousand. A woman's desperate counterattack.