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Lu Yaoyao, a working-class man with a small fortune, vs. Wei Yi, the God of Wealth and a big benefactor. Lu Yaoyao never thought that one day he would travel through time. In that case, she can use her wisdom as a 21st century person to create a small life of her own. Then she must set a small goal for herself and become a rich generation! Lu Yaoyao, who originally wanted to get rich without holding a man in her arms, found a movable God of Wealth, but she couldn't control her temper. "Then why didn't Wei Caishen come to the store to try the new products today?" "Why doesn't Wei Caishen come? I can hardly afford to pay the rent!" "Help, how can I become a rich generation without the God of Wealth!" Can Lu Yaoyao become a rich generation in order to make a fortune? This is the story, and it has to be told slowly.

Jiang Linchuan felt a little upset looking at the red 999+ on WeChat. He casually threw his work phone on the sofa and picked up his personal phone. As soon as he logged in, he saw a red icon for his new friend. When he clicked on it, he saw that it was a girl with two ponytails who had a very pink avatar. But the more he looked at the avatar, the more he felt something was wrong. Isn't this avatar the photo he gave to the company's official account for his personal interview two days ago? How to be transformed into women's clothing? He was a little interested and wanted to find out through his friends who was using his photos to deceive him. When I clicked on this person's circle of friends, he turned out to be a micro-business selling everything??! At this moment, the message came from the micro-businessman. [Dear, if you don't mind if I add you, this is Fuxixi Grocery Store. They have everything. If you need, you can check out my circle of friends. Thank you very much! ] The story is still going on, and no one knows what other stories will happen between the small micro-businessmen and Jiang Linchuan.

The hands of the big clock tower are aligned with twelve o'clock in the morning, and people look forward to the New Year's Eve fireworks in the sky to light up the whole world. Xia Shizhi was lying on the railing, his face a little aching from the sea breeze. Lin Feng looked at her intently, with the corner of his mouth ready to move. The two of them looked at the fireworks in the sky, and neither of them spoke until the fireworks disappeared. The moon can finally be beautiful on its own. The cold breeze blew across the cheeks of Lin Feng and Xia Zhiqing. They didn't know whether they were blushing because of the breeze, or because they were together. "Well, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight." Lin Feng hesitated all night before he dared to say it. "Well, you're right, the wind is very gentle tonight." Xia Shizhi looked at the moon and responded to him with a smile.