Make A Billion In The 80s - Chatper 207

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 feel a little soft-hearted, and he had a savior mentality out of thin air.

——Well, since there is no other way to tie them together, then in this life, he can always make this person’s original tragic life turn 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 great interest. It was a Fangcao toothpaste that was squeezed to the bottom. To him, it was decades ago.

At this time, it was a well-known state-owned toothpaste brand, which 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.

I can’t believe you’re not shocked! He thought viciously in his heart.

Qiu Mingquan listened in a daze, and said for a while, “…you say it again? I didn’t quite understand it.”

After being silent for a while, Feng Rui spoke again: “Okay, I’ll talk nicely—I mean, I’ll help you get rich and kill people! But you have to promise to try your best to help me solve my problems, such as seeking A way to get out of trouble for the soul.”

Then, he added weakly: “If you dare to leave me alone again, I will become a lonely ghost, and I will not let you go.”

Qiu Mingquan took off the pendant in a daze, and put it in front of his eyes.

&&…%￥￥#! President Feng cursed a long list viciously in his heart.

He was going to die, this was the only negotiation he had fought and failed repeatedly in his life so far!

The winter sun is gentle, and the morning sun rises in the sky. A ray of rising sunlight shines from the east, and it is reflected on the pendant the size of a quail egg.

On a high-quality red rope, a delicate and complicated Pisces-shaped Chinese knot is tied. The hotan seed material is as solid as fat, delicate and crystal clear, exuding a layer of warm precious light.

However, there is a patch of green in the center of the white jade, like a jadeite with an excellent water head. The combination of two completely different jade qualities is beautiful and weird.

On the back, there is a deep layer of blood, which was soaked with the blood of the two of them when they fell to their death in the previous life. I don’t know why, it seems to be printed in, deep into the texture of jade.

Qiu Mingquan stared at the jade pendant, feeling a battle between heaven and man.

There seemed to be some kind of magic in that thing, and there seemed to be some kind of danger that frightened him. After a long time, he spoke slowly.

“Mr. Feng, I…decided.” He hung the jade pendant back around his neck and whispered in his heart, “I accept all your conditions.”

Looking at the desolate environment of this family, thinking of those gangsters who will definitely come again, thinking of the lonely relatives in the previous life, his heart suddenly surged with sadness and passion.

No, he doesn’t want to live like this again, he doesn’t want to suffer the sufferings of his previous life, and he doesn’t want to spend this life all over again in a daze!

His eyes gradually became firm: “I want to go to school, I want to become stronger. I want to become rich.”

“Are you sure? Are you a little greedy?” Feng Rui smiled lightly, “If you ask for less, you won’t suffer so much, and you can achieve it quickly.”

Qiu Mingquan shook his head, his eyes were indifferent: “Enduring hardship? I am not afraid of suffering.”

In this world, what is more painful than seeing your loved ones being bullied and beaten, dying in front of yourself, being sick and unable to be cured, and suffering a lifetime?

“That’s good.” President Feng smiled slightly, “Then set a small goal first, let’s earn him 100 million first.”

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