Reborn to Make Money, and Was Pampered by High-Ranking Officers

Song Yian died of exhaustion at the desk at the age of thirty-four. When I opened my eyes, I was back in the second grade classroom in 2002. My mother hasn't been defrauded of all her savings by pyramid schemes, she hasn't gone to her grandma's house to raise pigs, and she hasn't coughed up lung cancer yet. My sister is still working at a gas station, and life has not smoothed her edges. And she still had time. In this life, she wants to protect her mother's money bag, pull her sister out of the small county, study hard to pass the exam in Beijing, and step into the trends of every era—— Beijing real estate, villa sales, stock bargain hunting, gold surge, short videos, AI... She wants her whole family to live a good life, she wants to never be a cow or horse again, she wants financial freedom, she wants-- Wait, that cold-faced officer from the high-ranking officer compound, why are you always following me? An officer: Mr. Song, do you need someone to carry your bag? Song Yian: Not lacking. An officer: Are you lacking a cook? Song Yian:… Later, everyone knew that Mr. Song, who was making great strides in the business world, had an army officer husband who doted on her.