Su Nian, 28 years old, was a product manager at a large Internet company. He worked overtime for three consecutive months and died suddenly at his work station at two in the morning.
When she opened her eyes again, she was lying on a Tukang in a rural village in 1977, transformed into an eighteen-year-old village girl with the same name - her father was a coward, her stepmother was mean, her half-brother was lazy and lazy, and everyone in the village called her a "loser."
Su Nian glanced at the calendar and smiled.
1977.
She knows what to expect this December.
College entrance examination resumes? She had done the original question in her previous life. Economic reform? She has in her mind the business trends of the next forty years. Doing business to make money? The planning capabilities that had been abused by Party A for three years have finally been put to use.
Others bring golden fingers to time travel, but she brings a whole knowledge base of the information age. There is no system, no space, no fairy to entrust her with dreams - her only concern is that those who have seen the ending return to the starting point.
So: the stepmother laughed at her for not being able to read? Her dictation in public shocked the whole village. Ranked first in the county in the college entrance examination? She just said "it feels okay". Instead of distributing the iron rice bowl, go to sea and set up stalls to engage in wholesale? Ten times in three months.
In those years everyone said she was crazy, but later everyone said she was a genius.
Only she knows - she is not a genius, she is just an ordinary person who has worked overtime for too long and finally learned to live for herself.
Intention: This is a story about "live again, I choose not to burn myself for other people's KPI". In her previous life, she was diligent and hard-working, dedicating her youth to endless demands and endless overtime shifts. In the end, she fell to the ground at her workstation at two o'clock in the morning. Once again, with a head full of knowledge and a heart that was unwilling to wrong herself, she used her own way to prove in that era when everything was waiting for something to happen - that a woman can live a beautiful life without relying on anyone. Don't please, don't tolerate, don't suffer internal friction. Destiny gave her a second chance, and she wasn't polite this time.