Make A Billion In The 80s - Chatper 116

Feng Rui identified it carefully, and pointed to Qiu Mingquan: “This one, the hero 50 gold carving high iridium pen; and this one, the hero 100 gold pen.”

Wang Juan couldn’t help being slightly taken aback when she heard the boy point out the models of the two pens clearly.

Yo, does this kid have a good eye, or is it just a coincidence?

As soon as I started, I picked the national gift pen that Commissioner Jiang visited the Soviet Union, and the hero 100, the model with the best reputation among the hero gold pens?

Qiu Mingquan seriously raised the two exquisite pens to his eyes, in fact to confirm to Feng Rui: “Is it this one?”

“That’s right, ask about the price.” Feng Rui said lightly.

Wang Juan smiled reservedly: “Little friend, this Hero 100 fountain pen is 6.4 yuan, you can try it with ink. But this gold carving high iridium pen comes in a gift box, you can’t try it with ink, and it costs 18 yuan a piece. ”

“Oh.” The boy paused and asked accurately, “I want to buy two golden eagles and eight heroes for 100. The total is eighty-seven yuan, right?”

“What? You want so much?” Wang Juan was startled and looked at him suspiciously.

“Yes.” Qiu Mingquan nodded, carefully took out the money he just took out from his pocket, and spread it out on the counter.

“You count it, here is eighty-eight yuan.”

Wang Juan was overjoyed, quickly picked up the abacus on one side, and typed a few times: “Oh my little friend, you are right! It is eighty-seven yuan!”

She hurriedly opened the small cabinet at the back, took out all the pens that Qiu Mingquan had named to buy, and brought out the corresponding high-end gift pen cases, found a newspaper graciously, and wrapped ten velvet pen cases together.

“Thank you, auntie.” Qiu Mingquan obediently bowed to her, extremely polite.

Wang Juan counted the money happily, stretched out her hand and pulled an iron clip over her head, clamped all the counted money on the clip, and then stretched out her hand, the iron clip flew away from the wire above her head with the money. Accounting Cashier Office.

Soon, the cashier on this floor who was sitting on the high stool finished counting, issued an invoice, found a few dimes, and immediately passed the money back along the wire.

Looking at the back of Qiu Mingquan’s departure, Wang Juan was very happy in her heart: ——This early in the morning, I have done a few days of turnover!

Holding the pen that I bought in exchange for everything, it was almost eleven o’clock. Qiu Mingquan found a small food stall under the bridge opposite the boutique shopping mall, bought a bowl of tofu flower and hurriedly filled his stomach, then started to catch the return bus and headed out of the city.

There were not many people in the car, so he carefully took out the small notebook and looked at the time and date recorded on it: Zhenghong Elementary School, Parents’ Meeting, January 10th, is today.

The road was bumpy, and when it was almost one or two o’clock in the afternoon, he finally arrived at Zhenghong Primary School.

It was the appointed time for the parent-teacher meeting, and a large number of parents came to the gate in twos and threes. Most of them walked, and some rode bicycles. The grand scene of piles of cars blocking the school gate in later generations was not seen at this time.

Qiu Mingquan stood alone at the school gate, and suddenly his face turned red. In later generations, he was doing physical work, doing business and shouting, and he had never done it at all.

Feng Rui waited for a long time, then said helplessly: “If you don’t move, are you going to throw all the 80 yuan principal into your hands!”

“Will…or, you come to my body?”

President Feng Da was furious: “You have a good idea! The most I can do is hack people up for you, and you still want me to help you work?”

Qiu Mingquan gritted his teeth, and finally ran to the most conspicuous place at the school gate, put his schoolbag on the ground, and put all the beautiful pen cases on it.

Several parents walked past him and looked at the ground in surprise, and someone let out a “Huh”.

Different from the cheap pens in ordinary stationery stores, these pens all come in very exquisite black velvet boxes. If you look closely, the body of the pens is also very beautiful.

Some are engraved with golden carving patterns, some are silver pen caps with maroon pen bodies, and some are all silver, all lined up in the sun, shining dazzlingly.

“Look at it. Hero Gold Pen, this is the latest nib made of 14K gold, and it is the best-selling model!” Qiu Mingquan mustered up his courage, and said to the two or three parents who were looking down.

Although the voice is not loud, but I recited it several times on the way here, and it is not too stuttering.

One of the middle-aged men had a gentle face, pushing black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: “Oh, I heard an advertisement on the radio this morning, saying that Commissioner Jiang was going abroad to give a hero pen as a gift.”

Qiu Mingquan nodded excitedly, and quickly picked up the only two 50-type gold carving high-iridium pens: “Yes, uncle, you know what you have, this is it!”

“Oh!” The parents who were about to walk away stopped curiously, looking at the glittering golden pen in his hand, their hearts were moved.

The middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses smiled: “Little brother, why do you have so many pens?”

Qiu Mingquan bit the bullet and said: “Uncle and aunt, buy a fountain pen for your children as a reward. Hero fountain pens are fashionable now, and gold pens will soon be in short supply.”

Hey, such a young child is actually a businessman?

Several parents were all taken aback.

Not long after that special period, buying and selling, and doing business for profit, even in Dongshen City, where the financial awareness is relatively advanced, are still rare.

The vast majority of people are still proud of working in state-owned enterprises, and there are not many who are willing to go to sea, let alone such a young child?

“Where did you get this money from?” Someone asked suspiciously.

Under Feng Rui’s guidance, Qiu Mingquan was already prepared, and quickly took out the invoice issued in the morning and shook it, revealing the official seal of the boutique shopping mall: “Uncle, I just bought the goods from the big shopping mall this morning. Look, it’s guaranteed to be genuine.”

Several parents no longer doubt that in this era of material shortage, these things can only be made by state-owned factories, so they want to buy fake products, but there is no place to buy them.

“Then, how do you sell this money?”

“Not expensive…” Qiu Mingquan said according to the words Feng Rui made up for him, “This kind of high-end gold carving national gift pen is very high-end, and it is very face-saving as a gift or for personal use. It is 28 yuan a piece. The Hero 100 Gold Pen is the most well-received and the most cost-effective, at 8.8 yuan.”

Mr. Feng, isn’t your price a bit sleazy, and the price has been increased by 30 to 40%?

Can this be sold? You must know that people in this era are living on tight wages, and their lives are not rich!

Sure enough, a middle-aged woman immediately yelled: “Oh, it’s so expensive! You are so young and unscrupulous, you must have added a lot of price!”

“Auntie, I’m not going to hide it from you, I just make some money for running errands.” Qiu Mingquan said eagerly.

“It’s quite far from the city. You have to go back and forth to get a bus ticket. If you can’t make it all morning, you have to have a meal outside. Also, you have to ask for leave to buy this, and your salary will be deducted.”

“I can’t go on weekends, why are you in such a hurry.” The woman curled her lips meanly.

Qiu Mingquan smiled, and looked at her sincerely with deer-like eyes: “I’m going today, and I only have these last few left. If you go on Sunday, I’m afraid you won’t be able to buy them.”

This is extremely baseless, he is simply a profiteer full of lies, but Feng Rui sneered in his heart: “This is not a lie, just say it.”

Feng Rui remembered very clearly that the advertisement for the hero fountain pen was quite big back then, and the radio and newspapers went into battle at the same time. Not long after, the hero fountain pens in major shopping malls in Dongshen City were out of stock on a large scale.

The children of many families are proud of having a valuable high-end hero gold pen. Even Feng Rui’s mother once went late and failed to buy it. It happened that some foreign relatives returned to China, so they brought two pens from the counter in Hong Kong at that time. Give him a gold pen.

There are more and more parents around, and the advertisements on TV at this time are far from being as indiscriminate as later generations. The round of intensive advertisements for Hero Pen left a deep impression on many people.

But after looking at it, some people also picked it up and looked around, but no one paid for it.

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes and sneered: “You kid, you are doing speculative things! This time and again, the price will increase when you change hands. I think you are more courageous than a thief. Believe it or not, the police can arrest you! ”

Qiu Mingquan looked at her with dark eyes, without saying a word.

It was the middle-aged man who spoke, with a gentle voice: “That’s not what you said, big sister. ‘Let some people get rich first’ is what Comrade Xiaoping said three years ago. Invigorating the economy and circulation is a good thing, not a crime.”

His tone was calm, but powerful, and he looked like a knowledgeable and cultural person. When he said that, the middle-aged woman was awkward, so she stopped talking.

It wasn’t until a crisp bell rang that all the parents hurried away and rushed to their children’s classrooms to start the parent-teacher meeting time.

Qiu Mingquan stared blankly at the empty school gate, and asked in a low voice in his heart, “Why don’t we lower the price when they adjourn later?”

“Don’t drop a penny.” Feng Rui said coldly, “Are you questioning my pricing strategy and business decision?”

Qiu Mingquan felt distressed: he still had a decisive strategy. If he didn’t know, he thought it was a multi-million dollar business.

It’s over, I’m afraid these pens will be completely smashed in my hands!

President Feng’s voice became even colder: “A few million are nothing. The contracts I signed before were worth hundreds of millions. Besides, pricing decisions have nothing to do with tens of dollars or tens of millions. In the end, What affects the result is nothing more than the human heart. Do you understand?”

I don’t understand… Qiu Mingquan answered silently in his heart.

“It’s right if you don’t understand.” Feng Rui was about to say venomously, “So you can only work at a construction site”, but for some reason, he paused and proudly changed his words, “If you don’t understand, you have to learn, you know?” ?”

There was no one on the last train, except for Qiu Mingquan who was alone, carrying a dilapidated schoolbag and carrying the new clothes of his grandparents bought in the boutique shopping mall in the morning. There were only two or three passengers.

Qiu Mingquan sat alone in the last row, silently looking out the window. Outside the window are shadowy trees and snowflakes that are getting bigger and bigger.

The old quilted jacket that didn’t fit him was empty, and the bowl of delicious wontons had already been digested and disappeared.

He was supposed to be cold and hungry, but Qiu Mingquan was unexpectedly peaceful in his heart. Touching that piece of jade, he only felt warm in his chest, as if a fire was burning vigorously.

And President Feng, who always liked to give orders, thought of something, and also remained silent.

Through Qiu Mingquan’s eyes, he saw a pair of clear and somewhat lonely eyes on the glass of the car window.

Feng Rui’s heart skipped a beat. He’s… scared.

He was afraid of his leaving, as if he was afraid that he would abandon him.

At this moment, Mr. President, who was cold-hearted and full of calculations, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and a feeling of being dependent on each other surfaced.

“Go to sleep, I’ll call you when you get there.” Feng Rui said in a rare and gentle way.

Qiu Mingquan gave a “hmm” and leaned half of his face against the glass.

In a daze, with the cold glass against his face, Qiu Mingquan suddenly stood up straight and sat upright on the seat!

The boy who punched him hard! … Those beautiful but fierce phoenix eyes are as beautiful as a girl’s face!

A memory fragment flashed through Qiu Mingquan’s mind, and he was extremely shocked: “The boy who was with you… is, is it?”

It was the man who was entangled with Feng Rui on the rooftop in the previous life!

In the hospital, he appeared in front of Qiu Mingquan as he cried and begged the doctor.

——Yes, it was him! After that face grew up, it also didn’t change much, and the brows and eyebrows were vaguely recognizable!

“You finally remembered?” Feng Rui said calmly, “That’s right, it’s him.”

What happened between Feng Rui and that man back then, after rebirth, Feng Rui didn’t talk about it, and Qiu Mingquan was even more embarrassed to gossip and ask questions.

But today, he couldn’t bear it anymore.

“Who is that person? Did you become enemies with him later?” Qiu Mingquan asked falteringly, and added at the end, “Why did he want to kill you?”

“What nonsense?” Feng Rui asked in surprise, “Why kill me?”

“I… I didn’t hear the cause and effect clearly.” Qiu Mingquan scratched his hair, “Didn’t he push you down?”

“Don’t worry, no one pushes me. And it has nothing to do with you.” Feng Rui said coldly.

Qiu Mingquan was choked, and muttered angrily for a while: “Why didn’t you have anything to do with me? I died because of you two, and he punched me today!”

He reached out and touched his cheek, and sure enough, it was still swollen, and there was still a clot of blood in his nasal cavity.

Just when Qiu Mingquan thought he was determined not to speak, Feng Rui said slowly, with a tired voice: “His name is Xiang Cheng, and my Fa Xiao is the child of our best friend. We have lived together since we were young, and we are next door. Neighbor.”

After a pause, he continued: “Xiang Shibo’s family has only one daughter. There was a boy in the early years, but he died. Xiang Cheng is the adoptive son adopted by Uncle Xiang.”

“Ah… like me, adopted?”

Feng Rui sneered indifferently: “Ha, the same as you? He’s much luckier than you.”

Qiu Mingquan fell silent. Also, how can I compare myself to being adopted into such a good family?

“Uncle Xiang worked in the police force. When he was young, he was on the front line of anti-drugs and had a very good comrade-in-arms. At that time, drugs had just started to breed in big cities, and many anti-drug policemen lacked experience in protecting their own families. Once they arrested a drug gang Afterwards, those remnants jumped over the wall in a desperate attempt to retaliate and hijacked Uncle Xiang’s wife and newborn child.”

“Ah!…” Qiu Mingquan exclaimed.

“In order to rescue the hostages, that comrade-in-arms fought desperately with several drug dealers. He went deep into the tiger’s den and died alone.” Feng Rui’s voice was heavy, “Uncle Xiang’s wife was rescued, but the newborn son was killed by a mad drug dealer.” son killed.”

Qiu Mingquan listened in a daze, feeling sore in his heart, not knowing why he felt unusually uncomfortable.

How painful should it be for a mother who sees her child die in front of her eyes? …

“That comrade-in-arms and Uncle Xiang were originally close friends, and he died because of this incident. Of course, Uncle Xiang is obliged to take care of him and send a lot of living expenses to orphans and widows every year. But when the mayor Xiang was three or four years old, , His mother suddenly fell ill and passed away.”

“Ah, it’s really pitiful…” Qiu Mingquan sighed.

“As soon as Uncle Xiang heard about this, he immediately rushed to the countryside, brought out the orphan of the martyr, and formally went through the adoption procedures.” Feng Rui narrated calmly.

“Xiang Cheng just became a member of the Xiang family. My mother and Mrs. Xiang are handkerchief handkerchiefs, so we have played together since childhood.” Feng Rui’s voice became softer and softer, falling into the memories of his childhood, a little vaguely sad .

“Well, then Xiangcheng and you have a good relationship.” Qiu Mingquan suddenly realized.

Feng Rui smiled wryly, but didn’t speak.

Yes, when he was young, his relationship was so good that he always regarded Xiang Cheng as his younger brother and buddy, but he never noticed Xiang Cheng’s strange thoughts and infatuation.

“I’ll call you brother, but you’re not my real brother!” Xiang Cheng roared in his mind, his eyes were full of despair and sadness.

“Then, why did you fall out because of?” In the ear, Qiu Mingquan’s words completely brought Feng Rui back from his memories.

Feng Rui said in a downcast manner: “Among us… it’s a matter of feelings.”

“Ah! You guys like the same woman?” Qiu Mingquan blurted out.

As for emotional matters, two big men ran to the rooftop to quarrel in the middle of the night. Besides women, what else could they do?

…Feng Rui said angrily: “Shut up! Your brain is just going back and forth like this!”

All the way back to the suburbs, it was already around seven or eight o’clock in the evening.

Close to the countryside, the path leading here is still muddy, and it will inevitably be muddy when it rains and snows.

Qiu Mingquan walked into the courtyard step by step, passing by the door of Liu Qinhua’s house, she saw her, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to pull Qiu Mingquan into the house, and dusted off the snowflakes on his body: “Look at this suit, hurry up and warm yourself by the fire .”

Qiu Mingquan’s face was wiped dry by the fluffy and soft towel, and his heart felt warm.

In the previous life, their family had been living in this slum area, but they were forcibly evicted by Wang Daquan’s gang, and they sold the house at a low price before being separated from Liu Qinhua’s family.

Qiu Mingquan clearly remembered that in his previous life, when the family was in the most difficult situation and urgently needed money to save their lives, his grandparents once asked Liu Qinhua and his wife to borrow a sum of money. Although it was not much, it was also a rare warmth in times of crisis.

He raised his head and smiled gratefully at Liu Qinhua: “Aunt Liu, thank you.”

“Why are you being polite to your aunt!” Liu Qinhua patted his head with a cheerful smile, and dragged him to her own coal stove, where she was drying the half-wet cotton coat, “Have you eaten yet?”

Liu Dongfeng just came back from the outside, dressed in a policeman’s winter uniform, he smiled when he saw Qiu Mingquan, but his face was a bit worried.

He casually took a big white steamed bun, and opened a bottle of Hu Yumei brand bean paste: “Come on, Koizumi, eat some.”

Qiu Mingquan hesitated for a moment, and then took it. It was time to grow his body, and he was really hungry after running outside for a day.

He broke off the steamed buns and dipped them in bean paste, chewing them sweetly: “Thank you, Brother Dongfeng!”

Liu Dongfeng smiled honestly, opened the door curtain, and entered the back room.

Liu Qinhua waited for him to eat the steamed buns, saw that his clothes were almost dry, and forced him back on the barber chair: “Come on, I told you to shave your head a long time ago, look how the hair has grown!”

Qiu Mingquan’s family was extremely poor. When he was a child, it was Grandma Qiu who cut his hair. It was always like a dog gnawed on him. Liu Qinhua looked uncomfortable. Later, when Qiu Mingquan went to school, she forced Qiu Mingquan to cut his hair. She didn’t have a haircut for several years. Penny.

Liu Qinhua’s craftsmanship is actually very good. There is often the latest issue of “Popular Film” and other fashionable magazines at home. In Liu Qinhua’s hands, the hairstyles of the female movie stars on it can often be figured out very quickly. Daughters-in-law, some even come several miles away for a haircut, and every Chinese New Year holiday, women who come to have their hair permed have to queue up.

Qiu Mingquan sat on the chair and obediently let her go. At this moment, Liu Qinhua noticed the injury on his face.

“Oh, are you fighting outside again? You monkeys, you can’t let the adults worry! You said your grandparents saw it when they went back, so don’t be angry?” She scolded angrily, holding a huge pair of scissors With a “click”, strands of soft black hair fell out.

“No, I don’t take the initiative to hit people.” Qiu Mingquan defended in a low voice.

At this moment, the words of Liu Dongfeng from the back room came out faintly.

“The leader said… there are too few places for regularization this time, and I don’t have my share.”

Father Liu’s voice was a bit depressed: “You have been working for more than half a year. Didn’t you say that you became a full-time employee in three months? Are you lazy in doing things and making the boss unhappy?”

Liu Dongfeng said aggrievedly: “No, the old film policemen in the area all praised me for being very diligent. The one who became a regular this time is a relative of the leader’s family.”

The back room was stuffy and there was no sound.

“Why don’t we send something for the Spring Festival?”

“Don’t send dad off. They said that the leaders of our bureau don’t like small things, and the watches they wear are all plum blossoms. Yuanyuan is going to school, which is the time to spend money.”…

Liu Qinhua behind her was also silent, and Qiu Mingquan asked in a low voice for a while, “Aunt Liu, what’s the matter with Brother Dongfeng’s work?”

Liu Qinhua smiled wryly: “It’s nothing.”

…Qiu Mingquan frowned and said nothing.

The small lights in the room were on, and it was as dim as ever.

Qiu Mingquan pushed open the door, and was about to say “I’m back”, but was taken aback.

In the poor hut, two old men were sitting numbly, and when they heard his voice, they raised their heads together. Grandma Qiu looked at him: “Xiaoquan, come here.”

When Qiu Mingquan stood beside the bed anxiously, she pointed to the passbook spread out on the bed: “This…what’s going on here?”

Qiu Mingquan’s scalp felt numb at a glance.

It’s over, the passbook at home!

Feng Rui frowned. It turned out to be an abandoned baby picked up by the old scavengers?

Orphans with low education and poor family background, no wonder they are still working on construction sites in their 30s and 40s, doing nothing.

In this world, there are always such people who are destined to live at the bottom, and there is no possibility of turning over.

Thinking of the dazed and gloomy face he saw before he died, even though he was ruthless in the past, facing such a child, President Feng couldn’t help but soften his heart a little, and he had the mentality of a savior out of thin air.

——Well, since they are bound together by no other means, then in this life, he can always turn this person’s tragic life into a shocking reversal, right?

In the field of vision shared with Qiu Mingquan is a toothpaste with a light green skin.

Feng Rui looked at it with interest, it was a Fangcao toothpaste that was squeezed to the bottom, and to him, it was decades ago.

At this time, it was a well-known state-owned toothpaste brand, and it was popular on department store shelves all over the country.

Feng Rui clearly remembered that at this time, the familiar slogans could be heard in the TV and radio advertisements: “Use fragrant grass every day, until old teeth are good”, “Baby wakes up early, use fragrant grass every day”.

“In a few years, Fangcao toothpaste will go downhill.” He said casually.

“Ah? Really?” Qiu Mingquan spat toothpaste foam.

Feng Rui knew very well that this toothpaste ranked second in the national industry in the 1990s, and it was affiliated with Anhui Fangcao Daily Chemical. Later, in the late 1990s, major international daily chemical brands aggressively occupied the domestic market, and its decline was inevitable.

This is just a microcosm of the fate of many domestic brands in the past. In the early 21st century, a large number of domestic brands gradually lost in the brutal market competition, were merged, acquired, or went bankrupt silently.

“Oh, these simple business cases.” Feng Rui didn’t care.

Qiu Mingquan squeezed out the last bit of toothpaste, instead of throwing away the shriveled aluminum toothpaste tube, he opened a shoe box and put the toothpaste skin in it.

“What are you doing?” Feng Rui’s sharp eyes saw several empty toothpaste skins neatly placed inside.

“Save it all up and sell it. Doesn’t your family sell it?” Qiu Mingquan seemed more surprised than him, “It costs three cents a piece.”

Feng Rui was really shocked by this.

Yes, the aluminum skin can be recycled! Three, three cents each? …

Back in the house, the two old people had simply finished their meal, gave Qiu Mingquan a few worried words, and went out to pick up waste together.

Feng Rui seized this opportunity and said unhurriedly: “Now, I think we need a negotiation, let’s talk about the conditions.”

Qiu Mingquan was holding the salted duck egg, and was carefully picking out a little bit of oily egg yolk with chopsticks, he was taken aback when he heard this.

“what?”

“You don’t always think that I am obliged to help you for free, do you?”

…

Qiu Mingquan stopped his chopsticks in confusion: “Huh?”

President Feng didn’t let him go because of his low profile, but became more mean: “You came back from rebirth with a good card in your pocket, have you thought about how to play it? You don’t seem to have any plans.”

Qiu Mingquan was silent for a moment: “…I want to go to school.”

In his previous life, because of the burden of his family, he dropped out of school early and entered the society. He had no education or qualifications, so that he spent his whole life in the most poverty-stricken life. The only way he could think of was to seize the opportunity, go to school hard, and use knowledge to change his life. destiny.

For a poor kid like him, what other shortcuts do he have?

“Go to school, go to that funny first grade of junior high school?” Feng Rui became obviously impatient, “No wonder you’re still doing small jobs on construction sites at the age of 30 or 40, and your IQ and EQ are worrying.”

Qiu Mingquan lowered his head, feeling a little sad suddenly.

This man spoke harshly, but probably because he was used to hearing such words before, he didn’t feel anything wrong.

Feng Rui became anxious: “Are you stupid! This is the 1980s and 1990s, you can move your fingers casually, predict those important time points in advance, there is gold everywhere, and the time is completely in time to plan!”

Qiu Mingquan listened blankly.

What does that have to do with him? The family’s livelihood is difficult, and there is no savings. Even if you vaguely know that there will be some opportunities to make a fortune in future generations, whether you are buying a house or doing business, you need the principal.

The real poor are always poor.

“Under my guidance, you can have huge wealth, money, beauties, real estate, and status that you would never have imagined in your previous life…” President Feng decided to make a quick decision, and started the temptation before the negotiation, “Let’s just say it, What do you like?—anything.”

Qiu Mingquan was in a daze and remained silent for a long time.

Seeing that Qiu Mingquan didn’t look excited at all, President Feng’s elite brain was running fast, and he was a little suspicious.

Being so calm, he forced him to show all his trump cards in the final negotiation. Is this little migrant worker really stupid, or is he wise and stupid?

Ever since his soul was sucked in by this piece of heirloom jade, and inexplicably followed this poor migrant worker back to the past, he has tragically discovered something.

He can only perceive the world he perceives through Qiu Mingquan’s consciousness, but if Qiu Mingquan throws it away, he will be locked up!

…It seems to be alive, but what is the difference between dead and dead? Even worse than death!

He, Feng Rui, was born with a golden spoon in his mouth all his life, with a superior IQ and a natural leader. In kindergarten, he was the king of the kids, in middle school he was the top student, he was the president of the student union for three years in a row, and he got a double master’s degree abroad.

In such a life, he was flourishing and prosperous, but the heavens suddenly threw him into such a strange situation, no, he didn’t believe in this fate!

In the past few days, he thought about it for a long time, and the more he thought about it, the more strange he felt.

The jade pendant handed down from the family has only been handed down to the eldest grandson. What I heard from the elders is that the pendant has an extraordinary origin and can ward off disasters for each owner and increase life three times.

When he was a child, he did get out of a car accident. If it was a one-time accident, then—could it be that he fell from a tall building, and now this jade has saved his soul, which is his second life?

He doesn’t want it! What a day!

Qiu Mingquan hesitated for a long time, but finally shook his head: “I’ll go to school first, I want to study.”

“Listen!” Feng Rui gritted his teeth and yelled, knowing in his heart that he had been defeated, “Mr. Qiu, I want to formally make a deal with you.”

Qiu Mingquan froze for a moment, then said in a low voice, “I don’t make deals with you.”

This ghost, who knows whether he wants to absorb energy or occupy his body.

“Listen to me first.” Feng Rui was kind, and said in a soft voice that made his subordinates tearful in the past, “I think you can’t deny that we were entangled and died together in the previous life, and now we are reborn together miraculously. Whether you like it or not, we both Some kind of inseparable relationship, and fate, has been established, right?”

“Ah… yes.”

“Don’t you think that fate is so entangled and bonds are so magical, and the lives of the two of us will definitely change because of this, and become full of unknown longings?” Feng Rui was persuasive, and he felt that this voice and tone , absolutely gorgeous.