Traveling back to the eve of liberation when prices were soaring, Song Laihao ate fried cakes worth 30,000 yuan a piece and drank crucian carp soup worth 200,000 yuan a piece in the envious eyes of her family. She felt bitter in her heart: The era of hard work, simplicity and glorious labor was coming, and she, a greedy person, What to do with the little public servant who enjoys ease and enjoyment? She doesn't want to go out to work because there are no weekends in this era, and she can't make a lot of money because she might become a black-five category. She can't even dress brightly and beautifully, because this is a capitalist style...
So, will she continue to carry forward her career of nibbling old people in this life?
Lu Guangfu: No, just bite me!
