Whatever, I'm a Rich Second-Generation Heir [The 1980s]

What could you do if you transmigrated to the 1980s?

Face-slap the awful people, start a business and get rich, take the college entrance exam?

...Those all sounded like great ideas, but Shiyi was only three years old, and nearly started out being sold off as a child bride.

Fortunately, her golden finger arrived in time, and she became the world’s top heiress.

From then on, the sky was hers to soar through, and the ocean hers to roam.

The food factory she invested in became a local export success, and helped turn the cotton mill into an economic development zone’s industrial mainstay, building an entire supply chain from cotton to ready-made clothes.

She drove up a bubble in Japan’s stock market, sold at its peak, then snapped up core assets just before the Soviet Union collapsed, using tens of billions in debt claims to gain control of Russia’s mineral and energy resources...

Some called her the most brilliant investor in the world. Others called her the most reckless gambler. Some praised her decisiveness, while others gritted their teeth and cursed her for being cold-blooded and merciless.

“So what?” Shiyi smiled at the world map.

The whole world was her playground. It was time to find her next target.

[Complete. I’m temporarily out of ideas for extra chapters QAQ]

Coming next: "The Tycoon System Made Me an Emperor"

Bi Xia, an overworked wage slave at a major tech company, got bound to the Tycoon Emperor System.

System: From now on, you’re the emperor. As long as your actions fit an emperor’s image, you’ll receive cash rewards.

Bi Xia laughed when she heard that. Who could turn down a deal like this?

She turned to her coworker and said, “Call me by my name.”

Coworker: “Your Majesty, what’s wrong?”

System: [Host successfully acted the part of an emperor. Reward: 10,000 yuan.]

Bi Xia: This is in the bag. I can win without lifting a finger.

Theme: A good life is something you make for yourself