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Liu Shiyan, an executive of a listed company, died suddenly from overwork and became an orphan in the 1960s who had no enough to eat. Fashion designer Gu Jia went bankrupt and made a mistake. When she woke up, she became the outcast girl in a patriarchal family. The two of them looked at each other in front of the adobe house, one mouthed: "Mobile phone?" And the other gestured back: "No signal." ——Yes, I am bound for this life. There is no spatial spiritual spring or golden finger system. Their only reliance is the modern knowledge engraved in their minds and each other. Liu Shiyan understands business logic, looks at policy trends, and calculates input and output. Gu Jia knows clothing design, understands product packaging, and is a natural social worker who can handle people. While others gnawed tree bark, they used acorn flour to make snacks that the supply and marketing cooperatives rushed to collect; When others were fighting among themselves, they set up a sideline group to turn all the women in the village into industrial workers; While others are waiting for the policy to be relaxed, they have already made plans in advance and brought their business from the town to the county seat. The best relative jumping around? When the family was separated, he slapped the account book on the table and didn't give out a penny more. Reporting frame-up by peers? Send the opponent to the team headquarters with a backhand and pick it out cleanly. From filling their bellies to owning their own factory, two modern souls used wisdom and friendship to carve out a counterattack in difficult times. Someone asked, what is the greatest luck in this life? Liu Shiyan and Gu Jia looked at each other and smiled—— "I wore it to the time when I had you."