Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

Broadly speaking, the conflicts between men and women were irreconcilable.

Women demanded loyalty, while men strived to gain power and resources.

With more resources came more women and more offspring.

Just like a lion king, power leads to control of more territory and more lionesses.

They had two biological instincts: survival and reproduction.

Mother Ding looked at Ning Shu with worry.

Ning Shu: …

“Did I speak too directly? Well, there are still good men in the world,” Ning Shu said.

Ning Shu didn’t think there was anything wrong with her way of thinking. Sometimes, having too high expectations of the other person would only lead to disappointment and heartache.

The more beautiful the fantasy, the more painful it was when shattered.

Ning Shu was afraid that Mother Ding would look at her like she was looking at someone who planned to become a nun, so she changed the subject. “How is the acquisition of shares coming along?”

Since the topic was now on proper business, Mother Ding’s expression became a lot more serious. “Following the Bai family is extremely beneficial. Now that the Ding family is forming a marriage alliance with the Bai family basically no one is selling their shares.”

The traffic light turned red, and Ning Shu stepped on the brake. “Take it slow. If the Ding family can’t form a marriage alliance with the Bai family, they can’t benefit from it. Then it will get much easier.”

“I want Ding Yan to leave the marriage with nothing. I’ll also fulfill his wish of being with Ji Lu,” Mother Ding said, clenching her fists.

What was true love? If Ding Yan lost everything, Ji Lu would definitely abandon him.

Ning Shu drove home and told Mother Ding to rest well.

Ding Yan and Ding Ningdie were still at the hospital, leaving the spacious villa feeling very peaceful.

“Get some rest and don’t do anything stupid. To be frank, Father doesn’t care about you right now. Even if you died in front of him, he wouldn’t care in the least,” Ning Shu said.

Mother Ding lay down and rolled her eyes at Ning Shu. “Can’t you say something nice?”

Ning Shu laughed and covered Mother Ding with a blanket.

Back in her room, Ning Shu decided to establish a foreign company.

She couldn’t develop in this country since the Bai family had too much influence. Bai Hanmo could make the national economy tremble with a few stomps.

She wasn’t necessarily aiming to defeat Bai Hanmo, but she wanted there to be something that could provide a safe haven for the original host and Mother Ding.

They wouldn’t be as miserable as in the original storyline where the daughter of a wealthy family had to wash dishes while watching Bai Hanmo spoil his wife in all sorts of fancy ways.

Ning Shu aimlessly moved the mouse, wondering what she should do.

A company needed a main product, right?

Ning Shu propped her chin on her hand, thinking. Finally, she decided to create cosmetics.

She had cosmetic recipes, like the golden radiance cream, as well as recipes that nourished women’s bodies.

She also had burn ointment.

Making medical cosmetics wasn’t a bad idea.

She’d try developing domestically first and, if she really couldn’t succeed, then she’d take it abroad.

It was easy to make money off of women’s appearances.

Ning Shu wanted to go the high-end route, especially for the burn ointment.

Ning Shu took out a notebook from the drawer, uncapped a pen, and wrote the formula for the burn ointment on it.

She’d learned some formulas from studying with the godly doctor and from the elders of the demonic cult when she’d been the witch of the demonic cult.

Although the ingredients in the burn ointment were toxic, they were beneficial when used in the formula.

Ning Shu was quite happy as she wrote down the formulas. The things she’d learned were finally coming into use!

MTL Editor: Wheat