"Miss Shen, the northwest is full of yellow sand. Can your legs wearing imported glass stockings bear it?" Gu Xiuming's tall body blocked the door of the jeep, and his warm breath fell on her ear.
Shen Nianzhou slapped the equity transfer document in his hand on his chest and hummed: "Commissioner Gu, don't worry. I don't even want to take my life. Whoever wants this shabby foreign-style building wants it!"
When she woke up and became the daughter of a plutocrat in Shanghai's largest textile factory in 1951, Shen Nianzhou knew very well: If he didn't dispose of his assets quickly and run away, the whole family would be in bad luck in the coming year.
Relying on the tens of millions of square meters of air-raid shelters opened by the ancestral jade ring, she built plank roads in secret and took away all the gold bars and antiques, not even the core machine tools. Take off the Suzhou embroidery cheongsam and put on the homespun gown, and watch how the charming daughter handles the tough officer, creating a powerful weapon in the Gobi desert!
A batch of water