Military Marriage in the 1970S: Something Is Wrong with My Chief Husband

On the first day of time travel, I discovered something was wrong with my husband, the chief executive. What he said occasionally came up with "probability" and "model". The way he looked at me was not like looking at my wife, but more like an examiner looking at a candidate. In his desk drawer, there was a coded notebook that I couldn't understand. I thought I was overthinking it. Until the next night, he took me to the wasteland outside the military area and took out a piece of paper from his pocket—— Traveler registration form. It has my company's LOGO for 2025 printed on it. "Lin Nuannuan, your number is HR-2025-07." "I am your docking person, codenamed 'Homecoming'." "Welcome to 1975." He said that my time travel was not an accident, it was his choice. He said, my task is to transform this compound. He said there was a third person here - someone I had fired and who hated me to the core. I thought this was the most shocking truth. Later I found out—— The real purpose of this experiment is not to "transform". I'm the guinea pig. My "original match" was a failure from the previous batch. And my husband, the chief minister, has been lying to me from the beginning. But he missed one thing: I am HR. Playing with people's minds, conducting interviews, writing reports, and doing back-and-forth—— Isn't this my daily job?