In 1982, 18-year-old Wei Lin fled to the city overnight to escape the fate of being sold to an old widower by her scumbag father for 500 yuan. With nothing, she accidentally became a humble nanny in the home of the deputy director of Hongxing Light Textile Factory.
She is naturally charming, and when her mood fluctuates, her whole body will exude the alluring fragrance of osmanthus and milk. In order to protect herself, she worked hard to cover up, but the cool technician Shen Huai, who was respected by everyone in the compound, always cornered her in a cramped corner at night, gently twirled her red lips with his fingertips and whispered: "Only I can smell your fragrance."
Everyone said that a nanny from the countryside was not as good as a child of a high-ranking official, and the snobbish mother-in-law was even more humiliated in every possible way. But the next second, Shen Huai not only overturned the table to protect his wife in public, but also resolutely smashed the iron rice bowl that everyone envied, and led her to start reselling in the night market and crazily exploit the dividends of the times.
"My family is not so poor that she has to starve. No one I like can be said to be unworthy!" As the business war rages on, Shen Huai single-handedly crushes foreign acquisitions, and the former illiterate nanny has transformed into a decisive and murderous richest woman worth tens of billions, stepping on her family with a chuckle.
The best scumbag father of the year knelt down outside her private manor and cried bitterly, while Shen Huai just closed the iron door with a cold face and held her in his arms - in this golden 1980s, how many more business empires would the couple want to make?
