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Rebirth 60: Become Rich by Picking up Industrial Waste
Rebirth in 1962, the first thing Zhao Ruigang did was to tear up his confession and completely give up his plan to return to Beijing. This year, my wife and daughter have not yet turned into two corpses. But one of them was as hungry as a straw, and the other was as hungry as a bean sprout. In his last life, he worked hard to become the father of a great country and a powerful weapon. In this life, he wants to take care of his family and live for his wife and daughter! With the Anyang Steel
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The Great Eunuch
[No system] [Multiple female protagonists] [Alternate history] A young eunuch in the Prince's Mansion of Dayu Kingdom was strangled to death, and then Song Yude traveled through time. At that time, the prince of the dynasty married princesses from seven countries in succession. They were as beautiful as flowers and jade, but they could not grow a baby. Then the task of spreading the branches and leaves fell on Song Yude's head. Princess Mi Yao of Jingchu was obsessed with power and strategy,
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Reborn in the 80S, I Pamper My Little Wife by Traveling to the Mountains
In his previous life, he was a leading figure in the field of Chinese medicine. But he was trapped in the nightmare of losing her all his life. So what if you become famous? It can't reach a deserted solitary grave deep in Qinba Mountain. When he opened his eyes again, Song Yuanshan returned to 1980, back to the fateful fork in the road - the thousand-year-old medicinal plant was right in front of him, and the pure and innocent Adaya was smiling at him. The promise he made in his previous life
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Let Your Army Be Converted into Civilians and Build All Aircraft, Tanks and Aircraft Carriers?
Song Minghui, a military leader who spent his whole life serving the country in his previous life, was reborn and returned to 1983 when he was dying. At this time, the third-line Qingfeng Factory, where my father had worked for half his life, was facing a wave of military-to-civilian transfers. It had not been able to pay wages for fourteen consecutive months. The factory was on the verge of dissolution. The employees were desperate and causing trouble, and my father still had to bear the stigm
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