Lin Luo didn't expect that when he went out to get a takeaway, Lin Luo in the 1980s would inexplicably switch time and space.
Still wearing it, Lin Luo became a descendant of the martyrs.
Lin Luo's father died in the line of duty, and his mother suffered a heart attack and died as well.
He left behind an eight-year-old sister and a newly married brother-in-law who was eyeing his father's pension.
Lin Luo could only lead her sister to become rich and live a good life, while looking for a way to wear her clothes back.
It doesn't matter if you don't know anything, we can imitate the time-traveling heroine's path to wealth, copy and paste it, hug the big boss's thick legs, and get rich just around the corner.
"Ms. Lin, as far as I know, you have not studied fashion design. I would like to ask if these works are really made by you." There was no sarcasm on Chi Yu's face, and he looked calm as if the questioning words just now did not come from him.
"Of course, we are talking about long-term cooperation, not a one-time deal. You can rest assured that my future works will definitely be higher than what you see now." Lin Luo looked at the man opposite him. Hey, such a handsome guy has a mouth.
"Then there is no problem on my side. Happy cooperation, Miss Lin."
"It's a pleasure to work with you, Mr. Chi"
Chi Yu recently discovered that he actually fell in love with that little girl who was so much younger than him. After struggling to no avail, he slowly started planning to marry her home.
Lin Luo was confused. Do you, an orphan, know what liking is?
I want to see you first when I wake up every day. Do you think I like you?
After doing the math, Lin Luo couldn't resist. Where did the old boss Chi go? Now this feeling has been taken away.
Purpose: No matter what happens, we must live hard