Transmigrating to the 1970s to Do Foreign Trade

The question is, why hasn't anyone reported the pig's feet (a euphemism for pig feet) yet? It's unreasonable that he eats meat without ration coupons, takes things on business trips, and uses connections to avoid working on the farm. It's from the 1970s; no one has lectured his mother. After all, at the worst times, even breathing was considered wrong. His mother's actions have gone too far.

I've written so much and we still haven't gotten to the main storyline; I've been rambling on and on.

It's rambling and reads like a jumbled mess; it seems to have written a lot but didn't actually write anything down, and the plot is progressing too slowly.

You've been in foreign trade for 70 years? What identity are you using to do this? What's going on? Who are you having an affair with?

The trip to Hong Kong was so awful. I thought I was going there as some important person, going to swindle things through various means, but it turned out I had to swim there and end up doing manual labor at the docks. The prestige just plummeted.

What kind of rubbish is this? All I see is you showing off.

It really disgusted me. They claim to be in foreign trade, but after being on the job for so long, it's all just showing off. They don't develop the main storyline and just keep writing about mundane everyday things. There's no plot, no story, no character development—not a single thing to see.

It's all about eating and drinking, trivial things. A dozen or so chapters are just about eating and drinking. I can't stand it anymore!

You can read it before it's released, but after it's released, it's all low-quality content. Be careful when subscribing.

40 Out of 45 chapters are redundant. I'm speechless at how padded it is. Even a slice-of-life story can't just consist of daily life without a main plot!