Early autumn, the residential building of the Beijing Iron and Steel Plant.
Inside a room that was clearly a girl's bedroom.
The girl lying on the bed had fair skin and an extremely pretty face. Her black hair was spread out on the pillow, and her forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
The girl suddenly opened her eyes, groggily sat up, and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
The girl felt the sweat on her hands and was still lamenting that she shouldn't have drunk so much last night. She was sweating so much!
The girl's eyes were drawn to the room's furnishings, and she stared at them intently.
The first thing you see is a simple desk with a wardrobe next to it, and a calendar hanging on the wall, which clearly shows September 3, 1973.
The girl's eyes widened in disbelief.
How is that possible?
She is clearly a 21st-century "rich, beautiful, and successful woman" with a car, a house, savings, and a listed company.
The night before, my company was celebrating signing a big deal.
I just drank a little too much, how did I wake up in the 1970s?
My grandmother told me that in those days, you needed ration coupons for everything, you needed a letter of introduction to go out, and supplies were centrally purchased and distributed, so you couldn't buy anything even if you had money.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my head; it turned out to be the original owner's memories.
The original owner's name was also Zhuang Zhimeng. She was 18 years old this year and had just graduated from high school.
His father, Zhuang Xingzhou, was 48 years old and worked as the director of a steel plant.
His mother, Hao Caiyun, is 45 years old and a chief physician.
The couple had four children.
The eldest son, Zhuang Zhiwen, is 25 years old and works at the steel factory. He is married to Wang Xiaoman and has two sons. He lives in a house allocated by the steel factory and does not live with his parents.
The second son, Zhuang Zhiwu, was 23 years old and joined the army; he was still unmarried.
The third child, Zhuang Zhimeng, is 18 years old.
The fourth son, Zhuang Zhijun, is 14 years old and still in school.
Mr. and Mrs. Zhuang doted on their only daughter, so they discussed buying her a job so she wouldn't have to go to the countryside anymore.
Shi Hongye's family had a strong preference for sons over daughters, so they forced her to sign up for the rural program. She insisted on dragging Zhuang Zhimeng to sign up instead.
Shi Hongye always felt bitter that Zhuang Zhimeng's parents treated her well, never lacking in good food and clothing, while she had nothing.
Zhuang Zhimeng is such a fool. She's always being coaxed into giving her anything. Why should she go to the countryside while Zhuang Zhimeng can work and stay in the city? She just won't let her have her way, so she dragged Zhuang Zhimeng to sign up together.
Zhuang Zhimeng touched his temples when he thought about this, wondering if the original owner of this body was an idiot.
The saying "Beware of fire, theft, and best friends" is really true. What kind of best friend? Someone who goes to the countryside with you when they ask you to do so. It's obvious they're pushing you into a fire pit!
The original owner didn't actually want to go to the countryside, but since she had signed up, there was no way to change it, so she was not happy. In addition, she got caught in the rain a few days ago and developed a fever, which is when Zhuang Zhimeng from the 21st century arrived!
Oh well, what's done is done. From now on, I'll be Zhuang Zhimeng of this era!
Based on my experience of reading countless novels, I should have some kind of cheat code in my situation!
How did I find it? Let me think... Oh right, hold your breath and concentrate.
I quickly closed my eyes. There really was one. This... this... is God not happy with me? Why is there only a warehouse?
Although this warehouse is not small, at 100 square meters, it's still just a warehouse! Other people's magic weapons are land or spiritual springs, so why do I only have a warehouse?
Zhuang Zhimeng touched this and that, and suddenly her finger was cut by something, and a drop of blood dripped onto the ground. Immediately afterwards, a button rose up.
Zhuang Zhimeng looked at the button with a questioning expression. "This works?"
Press the button, and a large screen appears, displaying a start button, an explanation button, and a repository.
Upon opening the instructions, I discovered it was a warehouse user manual.
You get two chances to draw a prize each day. If you get all three of the same item, you can get an item that you can either take out or store in your warehouse.
Otherwise, you will only receive points.
Things from outside can also be stored in the warehouse, which is quite convenient.
Each draw costs 10 points, and you can get 5 points for checking in every day.
Open the warehouse, and you'll find a newbie pack. Inside, you'll find 3 chances to win a prize and 10 points. Perfect, I can try my luck and see what I can get.
Click "Start," and the items above will start rotating. There are quite a few items, and a wide variety of types.
A few seconds later, the spinning stopped. Wow, it's white flour!
Click on the warehouse, and it shows 20 jin of flour.
That's great! This way, it wouldn't be impossible to survive in the 1970s, and going to the countryside wouldn't be so scary.
After using up the remaining two draws, I drew 10 jin of white sugar and 15 points.
Everything is stored in the warehouse; we won't take it home yet, otherwise it will be difficult to explain.
Now I can see this warehouse just by thinking about it, and it's convenient to take things out.
Zhuang Zhi dreamed of checking in and drawing her daily number of attempts before going to bed tonight. Now her parents would be back soon, and it was time to get up.
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