I transmigrated into the body of a real heiress from a wealthy family. At the reunion banquet, my biological mother tossed me a million yuan. “Get lost. Wanwan is my daughter.”
I looked at these hands of mine, strong enough to punch through an alloy wall, then at the Lin family's luxurious manor, worth three hundred million.
Then I “accidentally” gave a support pillar a gentle shove.
Boom!
The manor became a pile of rubble in need of emergency reconstruction.
My biological father was furious, and my biological mother hired people to cripple me. A hitman crept into my home at night, but I dislocated his arm and handed him a job flyer. “Five hundred a day, meals included. Interested?”
Later, my “Gentle Moving Company” became famous across the city. Our services included demolishing illegal structures, forcibly persuading holdout residents to move, and... physically exorcising anyone who refused to cooperate.
The wealthy families all fell to their knees and begged. “Please, Ancestor, stop tearing things down! We'll pay whatever you want!”
I hefted my sledgehammer and turned back with a sweet smile. “Sorry, but the next thing I'm demolishing is the sky above your heads.”
[A demolition bureau chief with MAX strength x her increasingly formidable rivals (and employees)]
