Jiang Qing, a migrant worker in Shanghai, has worked overtime for three consecutive years. Her biggest dream is to save enough for a down payment and buy a small house.
As a result, I stayed up late one day and no one was there.
When he opened his eyes again, he was transformed into the heroine of the same name from a novel. Her mother died young, her biological father remarried, her stepsister was favored, and she herself was being pushed into a sedan chair to marry a prince with disabled legs and a gloomy temperament for her sister.
The dowry was so shabby that even the pawnshop shook her head, and her mother-in-law felt the price had dropped just one look at her.
Jiang Qing did not cry or fuss, took out the account book and wrote down the first small goal after entering the book:
Make a hundred taels first.
Ointments, hot pot bases, co-branded blind boxes... Others wear books for love, but she only wears books for travel expenses.
The walls of the palace are very high, but they are not as high as she planned. There are many rules in the palace, but they are no more than the Excel table in her head. Mother-in-law has a cold face? It's okay, just be the difficult Party A to deal with. Is the prince gloomy? It's okay, just treat it as an offering to the silent Buddha and don't affect the speed at which she makes money.
But as she kept saving, she discovered that the prince, who didn't even bother to say anything, started putting a few extra taels of silver next to her account book.
"Don't think too much." He turned the wheelchair and walked away, his tone as cold as the back of a knife, "You make money too slowly, you will lose the palace."
Jiang Qing:......
She looked at the few taels of silver, and then at the line "This month's balance" in her account book.
Otherwise, Party A, please observe and observe again?
One sentence summary:
In ancient times, people had a mentality of going to work. The goal is to buy a house, and by the way, negotiate with the cold-faced prince to become a long-term shareholder.
