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Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

What's it like to be wrongfully killed? Cheng Su felt she'd really hit rock bottom when she was yanked out of a building by someone who jumped. Talk about a true miscarriage of justice! But when she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in the eighties, replacing the 'culprit'? In her last life, she was clear and alone, but in this life, she had a promising, dazzling military husband, as well as a cocky and domineering third child? Ugh, spit on that! She had died with cheats, so since the husband was hers, she'd beat anyone who dared to snatch him—pummel one, annihilate two. She'd make gourmet food to sell at a stall, start a chain of restaurants, and earn the money herself. She'd have the children, flirt with her husband, and fight off any mistresses; as long as her military husband doted on her, all was good. With this cheat-code life, she wanted to eat well, drink well, gain both fame and fortune, and together with her husband, make a home anew! "This story is purely fictional. Please do not take it seriously or imitate it. Any similarities are purely coincidental."

Yan Xiaomo · Urban
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256 Chs

Chapter 92: New Business Opportunities

Cheng Su's original plan was to focus solely on getting the small restaurant up and running and then to develop it properly, who knows, she might even be able to move up a level in the future.

But with the arrival of Director Mu, her mind suddenly became active.

This pineapple jam was something she had concocted out of her own craving, only later did she think of using it to make a little business, and shaved ice was limited to summer anyway, moreover, she hadn't found a way to make shaved ice powder herself, so she didn't make it very often.

She had never considered, instead of selling shaved ice, selling jam, until Mu Yan came knocking, asking straightaway to buy jam.

In her previous life, Cheng Su had been a top student, her mind worked faster than others, she wouldn't have made it to the position of CEO otherwise, hadn't she instantly thought of the jam business?

As for the pineapples, couldn't they be bought in piles at the price of cabbage in Sister Wang's county?