Before 50'S House Was Raided, the Richest Man's Daughter Relied on Logistics to Counterattack

In 1952, there was chaos in the villa of the Shen family, the richest man in Shanghai. "Dad! Don't worry about those textile factories! They will be liquidated soon! Change them to gold bars and penicillin quickly, and our whole family will go to the Northeast to open up wasteland!" Shen Qingqiu looked at the room full of mahogany furniture and famous calligraphy and paintings, and was so anxious that he slapped his thigh. In her previous life, she was a top supply chain expert, and she knew exactly what her status as a big capitalist meant. Fortunately, she had super logistics space at hand, so she packed up overnight and moved the century-old mansion into a rough house that even the rats would have to run away in tears. Faced with the scheme of their old enemy in the shopping mall and their second uncle, the family of three cried and cried during the day, pretending to be bankrupt, and ate roast chicken in the space at night to plan their way north. After leaving the Shili foreign market, Shen Qingqiu plunged into the harsh northern country, using modern planning and a full warehouse of materials to build an unbending steel backbone for New China's heavy industry. But why did He Lin, the security section chief assigned to the meeting, always stare at her calloused hands? "Comrade Shen, how come the scheduling routes of these Soviet-style lathes are more sophisticated than the front-line combat map?" "Chief He wants to learn? Peel these half a ton of potatoes first and then we can talk."