Chen Manyue died once.
When she opened her eyes again, she became a temporary worker sweeping the streets of the provincial capital in 1975. Her father died two years ago, the house was occupied by her uncle, and her aunt was dragging her to work as a replacement for the factory director who was in his fifties.
No one knew that this body contained a veteran who had been an urban planner for twenty years in his previous life. He specializes in one thing - turning a bad place that no one wants into a golden nest that the whole city is rushing to go to.
She smiled and turned over the table to go back to the side room. Then she stood on the river beach in the east of the city that everyone detoured from, and said, "I want this place."
A bowl of tea costs 10 cents, and an egg costs 15 cents. Others laughed at her for wanting to be a street sweeper and a boss. She kept her head silent and opened the stall wider and wider. Later, the deserted river beach became a snack street, and the snack street became the busiest place in the north of the city.
And Han Tieshan. Those who pull goods in the transportation team are smart and talkative but can carry out tasks well. Wherever she points, he hits. Even if she doesn't say it, he understands.
But life never lets people go smoothly to the end.
Some people were eyeing her stall, some were jealous of her eyes, and some wanted to snatch the entire land away from her.
This time, Chen Manyue didn't hide anymore. She wanted everyone to see how far a woman who swept the streets could go.
