Make A Billion In The 80s - Chatper 132

“boom!……”

Blood splattered, flesh was broken, and there was a loud noise.

Then he felt in a trance that his body seemed to lighten up a little bit, and he flew to a high place.

Looking down, the lawn on the ground is now dark, and two people can be seen lying on it.

The surroundings seemed to have been silent for a long time, and the noisy voices finally sounded. The originally dark building site, the lights began to shine brightly.

Someone rushed over, someone was terrified on the phone. There were also people who looked at the people on the ground and started to turn around and vomit.

Qiu Mingquan stared blankly at the corpse on the left. Broken, blood-stained, tired and old-fashioned face and body are full of gray marks left by the squeeze of life.

This person’s face… Qiu Mingquan shivered, it was obviously himself.

Yes, it is him. What exactly is going on?

Beside his body, there was another strange man.

Even in the dark night, you can still see the clear eyebrows, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the long eyebrows are as thick as the edge of a sword. His eyes were closed, and there was blood on his cheeks.

Who is this person?

The whistle of the ambulance finally sounded sharply, and people in white coats rushed over, and the two people on the ground were carried on stretchers.

Qiu Mingquan’s consciousness followed up blankly. In the narrow space of the ambulance, only a vague voice could be heard: “Who is it? Why is one well-dressed and the other only wearing a ragged vest?”

“It seems that one is the president of Shenchu ​​Group, and the other is said to be a construction migrant worker.”

“Ah…that’s it.” The ambulance continued to be busy, and no one looked at the broken body that was dressed in rags and had completely lost its vital signs.

Qiu Mingquan looked blankly at himself in the ambulance, and finally remembered everything.

At night, he just sneaked to the roof of the unfinished building to enjoy the shade in order to save a little electricity bill. When he woke up, he saw two people arguing for no reason.

He slept in the shadow of the pile of debris next to him, and only stared blankly for a dozen seconds, one of them jumped up hysterically, and amidst the entanglement, the other fell off the tall building!

Murder, or miss, he didn’t even see clearly, he rushed up without thinking, trying to grab that person.

Then, I tripped over something under my feet, barely grabbed the man’s arm, and fell down with the huge inertia!

There is no replay of the legendary past events scene by scene, and there is no freeze-frame-like time freezing, only the panic of being lost.

He just… died? What kind of bloody bad luck is this?

The carriage shook violently, and Qiu Mingquan in the air suddenly saw something tightly clutched in his left hand!

A jade pendant. Round and about the size of a quail egg, flat and warm.

—it wasn’t his, and in his poor life he had never had the opportunity to wear any such flashy ornaments.

A moment ago, he grabbed the man’s collar and fell from the air. The pendant was pulled from the man’s neck and remained in his palm.

…It has to be returned to others, he thought vaguely.

Soon the ambulance arrived at the nearby hospital, and the doctors on duty began to panic.

Suddenly, a young man rushed over beside the stretcher and grabbed the handsome man’s stretcher tightly.

“Brother Rui! Please don’t die!…” He roared, his whole body fell into a state of hysteria, and big tears kept falling.

Seen from the side, this is a man with a beautiful face, but now, that delicate face is pale, like a ghost from hell.

Ah, by the way, just a moment ago, this voice was arguing fiercely, waking him up curled up on the rooftop!

“Please save him, doctor!…” The man staggered over and grabbed the doctor. Under the thin single eyelid, a pair of phoenix eyes are bloodshot.

Qiu Mingquan stared at him blankly. How could such a good-looking man be so cruel that he could push people downstairs?

“Falling from a building, severe multiple injuries!” A doctor rushed to Qiu Mingquan’s body, began to check and give first aid, but quickly shook his head—the pulse could not be detected, the breathing stopped, the pupils were dilated, and there were no basic vital signs up.

“Doctor Liu, this wounded man is still a little conscious!”

Qiu Mingquan was a little dazed. At this time, he began to think vaguely, what should he do with the things behind him if he died now.

Grandpa suffered a stroke and was paralyzed in bed. He passed away more than ten years ago.

Grandma’s eyes are not effectively controlled due to long-term diabetes, and she can hardly see. Who can take care of her when she lets go like this?

The sadness in his heart rose little by little, and the dull pain was like strong sulfuric acid, corroding the entire chest until it was so oppressive that he wanted to curl up.

On the rescue stage, the handsome man’s eyes slightly opened.

His defocused eyes slowly turned to one side, looking at the lifeless corpse on the hospital bed next door.

He is looking at his hands!

I don’t know why, although the handsome man didn’t make a sound, Qiu Mingquan just had this feeling: he wants the piece of jade that belongs to him!

“No, cardiac arrest!”

Dazzling bright red suddenly sprayed out from the man’s throat, and the electrocardiogram on the machine next to him beat violently for a few times, and then turned into a cold straight line.

At this moment, Qiu Mingquan in the air suddenly saw a scene that made his hair stand on end for a moment.

The handsome man turned his eyes in one direction, and strangely met Qiu Mingquan’s gaze in the air.

“You took my things, it was you!” His eyes, which were about to close, suddenly opened.

He stared at Qiu Mingquan, his mouth obviously didn’t move, but Qiu Mingquan heard a voice strangely: “You owe me your life. I will pester you!”

I’ll give it back to you! I don’t want your stuff—

The handsome man stared at Qiu Mingquan, his eyes suddenly became dark like an abyss, as if he was going to be swallowed whole…

“Ah!” Qiu Mingquan was sweating coldly, and woke up again in the middle of the night in 1988. Everything in the dream is vivid, as if it happened yesterday.

His small body curled up on the hard plank bed, and he tightly covered his mouth to prevent himself from screaming, so as not to wake up the two old people on one side.

But the grandma who was sleeping on his right still woke up. The old man was old and didn’t sleep deeply, and the children around him would feel the nightmare acutely in the narrow bed.

“Koizumi, are you in trouble again?” the old man turned sideways and asked.

For several days in a row, the child woke up from the dream every night, sometimes screaming, and sometimes trembling all over, but when asked what he dreamed, he said he couldn’t remember.

The old man sighed in his heart. This child has been silent and seldom talked since he was a child, and he is not as clever and lovable as children of the same age.

When I picked him up just now, I couldn’t see it, but the bigger it got, the more obvious it became.

This night I always have night terrors, trembling all over, and sticky cold sweat, don’t be sick?

She reached out her hand worriedly to touch the child’s forehead, and sure enough, there was a lot of sweat, even the temples were all wet.

“Grandma, I’m fine.” Qiu Mingquan said in a very soft voice, his thin body straightened, his slightly trembling hand stretched out, and rubbed against grandma’s arm comfortingly.

“En. Then sleep well, grandma is here.” The old man felt that his forehead was not hot, so he was relieved and slowly fell asleep again.

Qiu Mingquan held his breath and tried his best to calm down his heavy breathing little by little.

In the dark night, he opened his eyes and looked at the old man beside him.

This was more than twenty years ago, and grandpa was still alive, lying on the other side and sleeping soundly. Grandma’s face is not that old, and there is a clear gap with the old, sick and weak decades later.

Qiu Mingquan felt sore in his heart, and tears wanted to overflow.

After a long time, he turned his head and looked out the window.

At night in the late 1980s, there were not as many lights as later generations.

This is the outskirts of Dongshen City, a small and poor settlement. From the small window, the night is very dark and pure, without dirty air pollution, and the distant stars are brighter than later generations.

Compared with the memories of the previous life, many things that have long been annihilated in his mind are in sharp contrast, making him full of bewilderment, but also full of irresistible curiosity.

A few days ago, he fell to his death from the top of a skyscraper in later generations, and his whole soul actually returned to the late 80s when he was a child, and returned to his original body.

… The rooftop, the quarrel. An unfamiliar handsome man with a terrifying look in his dying eyes.

Qiu Mingquan suddenly closed his eyes and clenched his fingers uneasily.

What’s going on with all this?

There are computers and mobile phones everywhere, high-rise buildings that can’t be seen at all now, and there are red wine and green flowers.

These memories are so vivid, the life trajectory of more than thirty years, and those miserable lives… No, no, that is not fake, absolutely not.

His hand trembled and reached for the pillow. At the touch, warm and delicate.

A cold and stern voice exploded in his heart instantly, filled with endless coldness and anger.

“My surname is Qiu, I’m warning you! If you dare to leave me again, believe it or not, I’ll kill you!”

Qiu Mingquan’s hand quickly left the piece of jade. It really wasn’t a dream!

The ghost of that handsome man has followed this life! …

Wang Daquan was cruel: “Mr. Zhou, it’s not that I don’t want to serve you. It’s that after the news spreads, I have to spend ten times as much manpower. The original money is not enough for medical expenses and hard work, is it?”

Mr. Zhou gave him a cold look, then his face became sullen, and he ran to the counter of the small hotel outside, borrowed a phone, and sent a paging message to the paging station.

The huge brick mobile phone “Big Brother” has not yet been released, and even the BP pager is mainly based on analog signals. The latest Motorola BP machine on his waist is priced at more than 1,000 yuan. can not afford.

Soon, the landline at the counter rang, and a deep voice rang out: “Who?”

Mr. Zhou didn’t dare to show his anger, so he whispered his name, cautiously didn’t call him by title, and quickly told what happened: “Look… the story that has been spread by poor people at the bottom is not very Reliable?”

The electric noise of “stinging, stinging” sounded, and the voice said indifferently: “Tell your people to work quickly. Get me more land at all costs.”

With a “click”, the phone was disconnected.

Mr. Zhou stared at the phone in his hand in astonishment. This matter is really evil. Judging by what that person means, these rumors may be true?

Turning around and entering the box, he thought nervously, finally gritted his teeth, and told Wang Daquan: “No matter what method you use, you will get all the land and houses on both sides of Feima Road.”

Looking at Wang Daquan’s injured hand, he said indifferently: “Give me the money as low as possible, but if you can’t do it, then I will replace you.”

Wang Daquan was startled, stood up hastily, with a fierce look in his eyes: “I can do it!”

A slight smile appeared on Mr. Zhou’s face, and he patted him on the shoulder meaningfully: “That’s right, there will be many opportunities for you to make money in the future.”

…

At this moment, in a small run-down house in the suburbs, CEO Feng was watching Qiu Mingquan do his homework with cold eyes.

The study table is a small dining table that has just been cleaned up. In fact, it is a nailed wooden board with four wooden strips attached to it as table legs. It is not very stable, and one of the legs is covered with newspapers.

It is now January of 1988, winter vacation is about to start, exams are approaching, and homework exercises are beginning to increase. Qiu Mingquan stared at those English words, copying them, and memorizing them silently in his heart.

“You were thirty or forty years old when you fell to your death with me.” In his mind, a man’s cold voice suddenly sounded.

“Ah, yes.” Qiu Mingquan was stunned.

“Then what’s the matter with you? You still need to memorize these? Isn’t it the most basic English words?” President Feng couldn’t bear it anymore.

Qiu Mingquan bit his pencil that was about to become bald, a little ashamed: “…I dropped out of school early.”

Feng Rui fell silent, watching him recite words little by little, and then began to read the Chinese textbook after finishing, analyzing the central idea, explaining idioms, reciting beautiful paragraphs; after that, math homework.

The vocabulary of English words is terrible.

The comprehension of the Chinese textbook is also very reluctant. Feng Rui came to a conclusion at a glance: the accuracy rate is not high, and it is obvious that he can’t find the status at all.

The only exception was math, which was done very quickly and gave perfect marks for the answers.

The more he observed, the colder Feng Rui’s heart became.

Reminiscent of the fact that Qiu Mingquan said that he dropped out of junior high school in his previous life and entered the society, Feng Rui only felt that his heart was full of irritability. The starting point of this cultural level is too low, right?

——No, this is not the way. His precious time cannot be wasted on such ridiculous things!

“You don’t have to learn this anymore.”

Qiu Mingquan raised his head blankly: “Why?…”

“Your homework and exams, from middle school to high school, even to the college entrance examination and graduate school, I can help you handle them without any difficulty.” Feng Rui said proudly, “You put your energy into what I want you to do.”

— Get rich, quickly. This is the most urgent thing!

But Qiu Mingquan, who has always been gentle, shook his head immediately: “I want to learn by myself. I can’t rely on you for the rest of my life.”

Feng Rui was choked speechless by him, this guy!

“All right, all right, you’re right.” He said perfunctorily, “I’ll make a study plan for you in the future, you study hard, but I’ll take the important exams.”

“That’s not cheating?”

Feng Rui sneered “ha”: “Do you think your current rebirth is not cheating?!”

Not only was he reborn, but he also brought his gold-rich auxiliary life opener!

…

In the suburban middle school with extremely poor conditions in the outer suburbs of Dongshen City, all the classrooms are very quiet, only the north wind outside is whistling non-stop.

The source of children and middle school students in this suburb is extremely mixed. In addition to the children of nearby enterprise employees, they also accept nearby migrant workers, suburban residents, and some unemployed vagrants.

Forty or fifty students buried their heads in the final exam questions. There are those who write and fly, and those who scratch their heads.

Teacher Feng, the teacher in charge, was walking around casually, his eyes constantly roving around a group of kids.

She didn’t move her neck very much, and she could see the entire classroom clearly from the corner of her eye just relying on years of experience.

Hey? She turned her gaze to a certain corner again.

That child… She frowned. In her impression, he seemed to be better in mathematics, and his grades in other subjects were also very bad, especially in her Chinese class, where her grades were always at the bottom.

Qiu Mingquan, or Qiu Qingquan?

From the beginning of the exam, the child’s demeanor was a little strange.

After a while, he raised his head to look around, and once his eyes met his, his face flushed like a frightened little animal, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

Typical cheating mentality!

Teacher Feng was not happy, and walked slowly, approaching that remote corner. When her eyes swept over lightly, her expression was quietly concentrated.

——This test paper, the answer seems to be surprisingly correct?

She looked suspiciously at the answers around Qiu Mingquan, no, no, the answers of these students were varied, it was impossible for Qiu Mingquan to have copied others.

Just when she was suspicious, the real “ghost” was yelling at her with a voice that no one could hear.

“What are you afraid of! No one knows that I’m answering the question, so take it easy.”

“She’s standing beside me.” Qiu Mingquan had never cheated before, and he was still struggling, “What should I do?”

“Just quietly and follow my instructions!”

“Oh……”

In the classroom, there was only the rustling sound of the tip of the pen falling on the test paper, Qiu Mingquan finally calmed down, and began to answer the essay questions according to Feng Rui’s dictation.

There is one question each for composition in the first grade of junior high school, one for scenery description and one for simple narrative. Teacher Feng watched coldly, and finally, slowly, his face became more and more surprised.

Very smooth!

There is no draft, and the child’s composition is formed sentence by sentence. At first glance, although it is not amazing, it is undoubtedly in full compliance with the standard and can get a standard high score.

“The spring is cold…how do you write qiao?” Qiu Mingquan asked silently in his heart.

“Just write whatever you want.” Feng Rui said indifferently, looking at the suspicious eyes of the Chinese teacher, “It’s just right to write wrongly.”

“Oh.”

Until Qiu Mingquan stood up, lowered his head and handed the test paper to her, Teacher Feng’s surprise did not diminish.

“You want to hand in the paper early?” Teacher Feng looked at his watch, and there was still more than half an hour before the time for handing in the paper. That Shanghai brand quartz watch was the most valuable dowry when she got married.

“En.” Qiu Mingquan nodded, and his uneasy heart calmed down.

The students around also looked over in amazement, what kind of nerve did Qiu Mingquan, a poor and unremarkable student with a tail, do today?

“It’s a blank paper, right?” Some students stuck out their tongues, and a small sneer sounded in time.

“Don’t go yet.” Teacher Feng gave him a rare nod, “Let’s go together after the exam.”

Qiu Mingquan was taken aback, so he had to sit on the seat.

Teacher Feng began to scan the test paper word by word.

Fill in the blanks, multiple choice, and objective questions are all correct. Article analysis, short answers, etc. are also concise and to the point, there is no penalty point at all, it can be said to be 100% correct.

The final composition question… Even if she looked at it with the most critical eyes, she still had to say that the words were concise and to the point, and she used very simple words and sentences, but it was very comfortable to watch.

Ah, finally found a small place that went wrong. In the description of the scenery, the slightly uncommon word “spring is cold and steep” is used, but the word “Qiao” is written in white characters.

Putting down the test paper, Teacher Feng suddenly picked it up suspiciously.

What’s wrong, this strange feeling?

She was startled suddenly, and finally knew where the strange thing came from—she could hardly find anything that she could modify in this composition!

The usage of “dedide”, the position of the subject, the predicate and the object, and the unobtrusive modifiers seem to be wrong if any changes are made.

No no, it’s impossible.

It’s just a junior high school student, how can I write a composition that says “one point will be longer, and one point will be shorter”?

Coincidentally, I happened to have practiced composition on this subject before? Memorize it?

But no matter what, the child’s grades are really against the sky.

Teacher Feng took out the red pen with complicated mood and scored 98 points seriously.

Qiu Mingquan had no idea that the head teacher was in an extremely entangled state of mind. The exam bell finally rang, and he rushed out of the school together with countless students.

There are some ginkgo trees planted in the simple campus. In winter, the leaves are all gone, and the huge sun shines on the bare branches.

“Okay, follow my instructions, while other middle schools are taking exams these days, hurry up.” Feng Rui urged in Qiu Mingquan’s ear.

Qiu Mingquan quickly quickened his pace and ran towards a middle school a few miles away.

In the winter, when he ran all the way, beads of sweat oozed from the tip of his nose soon, and after running for a while, he began to pant heavily.

“You can’t do this, your body is so poor.” Feng Rui said unceremoniously, “From today onwards, you have to do physical exercise. Make your body better.”

“I can’t keep up with my nutrition now. Later, I worked on the construction site and became stronger.” Qiu Mingquan was out of breath.

“One needs to be more demanding of oneself. A body like yours is so fragile, it’s too ugly!” Feng Rui said dissatisfiedly.

It’s a joke, even if he doesn’t seize the body, it’s just parasitism, he doesn’t want this body to die suddenly one day, if his jade is also buried in the ground, who can he complain about?

“Oh……”

These days, Feng Rui gave him instructions one after another, most of them seemed very strange.

For example, Qiu Mingquan must collect the latest newspapers and insist on reading every night; another example is to walk to Liu Qinhua’s house every morning, and listen to the radio of the day while eating.

A few days later in the early morning, Qiu Mingquan was standing in the yard brushing his teeth when he heard the sound of an advertisement coming from the radio next to him.

The radio is a bit old, and amidst the “thrilling and thumping” electrical noise, an unfamiliar advertisement is broadcast.

After the sound of a light mountain spring, there was the sound of a gentle breeze, and then, an elegant and low-pitched baritone sounded slowly: “Enjoy the aura of heaven and earth, show the glory of the past and the present; Chinese civilization!”

A thicker male voice immediately said passionately: “Hero pen, China is proud!”

“That’s it!” Feng Rui blurted out, his joy was beyond words.

That’s right, at the end of the 1980s, domestic Hero fountain pens experienced a qualitative leap. When foreign high-end gold pens had not entered China on a large scale, the fame and trademark popularity created by Hero fountain pens began in these two years.

If his memory is correct, at the beginning of 1988 that just passed, General Secretary Jiang had not been officially elected as the chairman of the Military Commission at this time, and he was only one of the standing committee members. Among the gifts abroad, there is a Hero 50 gold-carved high iridium pen signed by him.

That is to say, taking advantage of this opportunity, the Hero fountain pen began to advertise heavily, which became famous as a domestic famous brand fountain pen and ushered in the glorious era of the Hero fountain pen.

The current order to collect the date of parent meeting was urgently issued by Feng Rui after hearing the broadcast!

Grandpa Qiu took a closer look, and when he saw the wound on his face, his heart skipped a beat.

This child is an abandoned baby picked up by the old couple. It was in the middle of winter, and such a delicate swaddling baby with blue flowers was lying on the side of the road. They couldn’t bear to see such a young child left alone, and the social welfare institutions were not perfect. Ask After a long time, they couldn’t find a good place for the abandoned baby. As a last resort, I adopted it.

Qiu Mingquan has been well-behaved and obedient since he was a child, and he never caused people to worry, but recently… the two old people thought of his extremely strange words and deeds recently, and suddenly wanted to go wrong.

——Is this child starting to turn bad? !

Leaving early and returning late, stealing money for private use, and having strange scars on his body, could it be that he did some bad deeds with bad guys!

Grandpa Qiu was in a trance for a while, and suddenly remembered what he saw a few days ago. Qiu Mingquan, who had been shy and timid since he was a child, had that desperate and fierce look in his eyes when facing Wang Daquan.

And the past, not a person at all!

“You…you tell me clearly!” Grandpa Qiu stood up abruptly, panting heavily.

He has always been seldom talkative and has no culture. He is usually silent and dull, but when he loses his temper, he is very scary.

“What should I do?” Qiu Mingquan asked anxiously in his heart, and asked Feng Rui for help.

“Just tell the truth, say that you heard the news on a whim, and you made money selling gold pens.” No matter how capable Feng Rui is, it’s okay at this time, “Don’t be so stupid as to tell me, otherwise they might find Taoist priests or The monk came to suppress me.”

The two old people only saw his anxious face and sweat dripping from his forehead. Grandma Qiu felt a pain in her heart, and muddy tears flowed down her cheeks.

“Xiaoquan…” She choked up and said, “I know our family is suffering. But you must not go astray if you are poor.”

Qiu Mingquan shook his head anxiously: “No! Grandma, I didn’t do anything bad! Believe me…”

“Then tell us, why did you steal the money?” Grandma Qiu looked at him anxiously.

Not to mention that it’s impossible to hide it, Qiu Mingquan bit the bullet and said: “Grandpa, grandma, I… I recently learned from others and started a little business.”

He took a deep breath and tried his best to look mature: “I bought the pens in the mall, the ones with gold nibs, and sold them at a higher price. These days, I made a lot of money.”

“Xiaoquan, you…” Grandma Qiu cried in despair. It’s fine to steal money, but you still tell such a big lie? !

Qiu Mingquan panicked, pulled down his schoolbag, and dumped all the money in it on the bed.

“Grandpa and grandma, look, the money is back, and I have earned so much!”

A large pile of old and new ten-yuan and five-yuan banknotes covered the bed, and there was also the crisp sound of steel coins colliding with each other. Under the dim light, the eyes of the two old people were straightened.

so much money! !

Qiu Mingquan forgot one thing, the myth of compound interest growth, ordinary people can’t figure it out, ordinary people can’t accept the fact that more than 80 yuan can be transformed into such a huge sum of money within ten days!

Grandpa Qiu opened his mouth, and suddenly became frightened: Is there any way to make a child earn so much money in a short period of time!

Grandma Qiu stared at him suspiciously, and suddenly saw a section of red rope protruding from his neck.

With a simple pull, the jade pendant was exposed, and a piece of dense precious light scattered under the dim light, warm and delicate, like frozen cream.

The two old men rubbed their eyes at the same time. Even if they don’t have any appreciation ability at all, they can tell that this is by no means a cheap thing.

“This… what is this?”

“I, I picked it up.” Qiu Mingquan blurted out, lying hastily, “I picked it up in a tree hole.”

At this urgent enough moment, President Feng was still whimpering: “Look, she doesn’t feel it when she touches me. Only when you touch me can I feel it.”

Grandpa Qiu looked around, suddenly picked up the small bench next to the bed, and hit Qiu Mingquan: “I told you to lie! I told you to be a bad boy!…”

This inexplicable precious jade, this huge sum of money that suddenly appeared, and that concealed and twinkling eyes!

The small bench hit his back, Qiu Mingquan’s small body staggered, and his back felt dull pain.

Qiu Mingquan was immediately stunned.

He has been very filial and obedient since he was a child, and he was rarely mischievous. Even in his previous life, he did not remember any time when he was beaten. On his buttocks, the pain made him tremble again.

“Grandpa, I, I…”

“Oh, your family still engages in domestic violence. The poorer you become, the more barbaric you become—” Feng Rui was taken aback, “Hey, hide, aren’t you stupid!”

Qiu Mingquan was about to dodge, but when he saw Grandpa’s trembling appearance, he was suddenly startled!

In the previous life, my grandfather was in poor health, and the poor family didn’t have any knowledge of annual physical examinations. He suddenly had a stroke and died after being paralyzed in bed for several years. In this life, don’t advance the cause of the stroke because of something!

Thinking about it this way, he didn’t dare to move at all, he was anxious and scared, tears filled his eyes quietly.

Seeing Qiu Mingquan being beaten stupidly, Grandma Qiu was so anxious that she burst into tears, and ran up tremblingly to stop him: “Okay, old man, stop beating, and ask carefully if you have something to say, Xiaoquan is not an ignorant child.”