After the sudden death of 996, I dressed as a wedding bride.
My mother-in-law wants to sell me, and the village chief wants to rob me.
I took out a "Business Plan" with my backhand:
"Don't make trouble, I'm busy with Series A financing."
Three months later, my product became popular in Beijing.
Half a year later, the emperor asked me to carry out joint-stock reform.
A year later, General God of War knelt and handed over the military medal:
"Madam, this is all my wealth, in exchange for your lifetime."
I looked at his face and then at his savings:
"General, your KPIs are up to standard. But I don't accept bets on my feelings."
