Cold Sakura

"When you cut the seedlings with a knife, you will get a profit. The world is bustling with profit, and the world is bustling with profit. If you have a big profit in your hands, what should you do?" Several teenagers looked at each other. ... ... Three-year-old Shang Ninghua waved her clean hands and said, "I'll give it all to them!" Shang Huaiying looked at his innocent daughter with a gentle smile, "Why?" "Ahua likes to eat meat, but doesn't like to eat corn." Shang Huaiying's gentle smile froze on his lips... Several teenagers couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud while shaking their shoulders. Shang Ninghua looked at them laughing and giggled himself. Shang Weiqing stretched out his hand and touched his granddaughter's horn bun, "We Liu Niang said it well, everyone enjoys his own food, wears his clothes well, lives in his customs, and enjoys his industry. Only by making profits in a right way and with moderation can we achieve long-term stability." ... ... No tearing, no dog, quietly recounting the legendary life of a businesswoman in the Great Split Era