When he was reborn and opened his eyes, the wedding banquet was reaching its climax. Zhao Dazhu's hands were about to put his arms around my waist. I slapped him with my backhand. The marriage contract was torn into pieces and thrown into his face. The whole hall was filled with silence. In my previous life, this marriage dragged me into hell. The bride price went into my brother's gambling debt, but I was treated like a fool by the Zhao family. In this life, I won't play anymore.
That afternoon, I went into the city with the eight yuan I had saved. Without a backer, I am the backer. I have no capital, but I have a pair of eyes that have seen the trends for twenty years. Deliang shirts, floral skirts, whatever sells well I buy. Others can't sell more than three items in a day at the market, but there is a long queue in front of my stall. On the first day, I earned half a month's salary.
We ran into trouble on the third day. Two gangsters came to collect protection money and kicked my stall down. I was about to lift the weight for my life when a big hand pressed down on my shoulder. Veteran Chen Xiangbei knocked down two people with three moves, clapped his hands and asked me if I wanted to move to a safer location. I treated him to a bowl of mutton noodles. He said I was brave and I said he was skilled. No one expected that this bowl of noodles would lead to a lifelong fate.
But those people in the Song family have no intention of letting me go.
My biological mother blocked the door of the rental house and asked me to hand over all the money I earned to marry my brother.
Zhao Dazhu even said to everyone he met that I was an unruly woman.
Okay, come if you want.
In my previous life, I swallowed my anger, but in this life I will show you what it means to be a truly ruthless person.
Please collect this new book to see how Song Nian built a clothing empire in the 1980s from a cart.
