Chapter 16 A legend of an era

night.

Hu Yang calmed down and sat at the table to read the information. He read everything in detail from traffic regulations to automobile principles and maintenance. He suddenly discovered that after his rebirth, his memory had been significantly enhanced. For example, the information in his hand

, I dare not say that I have a photographic memory, but I can almost memorize it completely after watching it three or four times in a row.

This is of course a good thing. His super memory will be very useful. In this way, he can take the theory test in early May and get his driver's license as soon as possible.

Li Hao hasn't shown up in the past few days, and I don't know what he is busy with.

On the afternoon of April 26, Hu Yang called him a page from the canteen near his home. Then, there was a long wait.

A quarter of an hour passed. Hu Yang finished a bottle of soda, and several people came to page him. Li Hao still didn't return his call.

"Okay, I'm afraid I won't be able to call you back. Uncle, give me the money, I won't wait any longer."

Hu Yang paid for the phone bill and soda, then turned around and went home.

Not far after walking out, the public phone at the canteen rang. The boss picked up the phone and answered it, and everyone waiting for the pager to answer the call started to look at it.

"Yang Yang... Populus euphratica... I'm looking for you."

It turned out that it was Li Hao who called back, and the boss yelled at the top of his lungs in the store.

Hu Yang turned back and picked up the phone. There was a man waiting for the call next to him. For some reason, he looked at Hu Yang carefully.

"Uncle, do you have time today? Come over in the evening. I have something to discuss with you."

Public phones are not suitable for talking about anything else. I made an appointment to meet with my uncle in the evening, and Hu Yang hung up the phone.

"Are you Hu Yang? It's better to meet him than to be famous. What a handsome young man."

The man who had been looking at Populus euphratica before saw Populus euphratica walking away, so he walked around to the front and called to him.

Hu Yang looked up and saw a man in his thirties smiling at him. The man was of medium build and wore a pair of glasses. He seemed a bit familiar.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

Hu Yang scratched his head and showed a harmless smile. In fact, he was already on alert.

"Haha, we haven't seen each other for a few years, and we're all grown up now. Don't you remember me? I'm Wang Qingquan. I live not far from your home. Well, I have a good relationship with your uncle Li Hao."

The man with glasses introduced himself, and Hu Yang had a vague impression. However, there was a big age difference between them, and they had not interacted with each other much before.

"Brother Wang, hello!"

When people called him uncle, he was hated, so Hu Yang obediently called him brother. Anyway, everyone has his own business, even when his uncle was in front of him, he would say the same thing.

"Hey, Yang Yang is quite polite." The two of them walked a little further, avoiding the canteen. "I heard that you and your uncle hyped up the subscription lottery table and made a lot of money.

.Yang Yang, it was your idea to line up to buy the subscription lottery form, right? It’s really not easy, you have such insight at such a young age.”

The meaning of Wang Qingquan's words was unclear, and Hu Yang laughed: "No, I'm just running errands with my uncle."

Wang Qingquan suddenly stopped and said seriously: "You don't have to be modest, I naturally have my sources. But please don't worry, I don't mean any harm. Yesterday, Mr. Pang told me about you. He said he had a chance.

I really want to meet you, this young hero. Well, I won’t disturb you today. Let’s leave each other’s contact information.”

With that said, Wang Qingquan took out a business card and handed it to Hu Yang.

Hu Yang took it and looked at it. It read: Wang Qingquan, manager of the investment department of Xijiang Wanlong Industrial Corporation.

"Wocao, wocao, wocao!"

Important things were said three times. Hu Yang looked at this business card, and his heart was filled with turmoil. Xijiang Wanlong, the overlord of the capital market in the future. And its owner is Mr. Pang, Pang Qianli, whom Wang Qingquan said before.

1993 was the year when Xijiang Wanlong started its business. Not many people in Xijiang Province knew of its existence, not to mention the whole country.

But Hu Yang knows that in fact, the vast Xijiang Bandung has completed primitive accumulation and is moving towards a higher level.

In his previous life, Hu Yang read an article. From 1992 to March 1993, Pang Qianli and his team took over the legal person shares of a number of companies to be listed in the ancient capital Chang'an. Then they sold them in the form of an overall package.

When I went out, I made a profit of 70 million yuan from the price difference alone.

And this time the "Xijiang Hongyuan" subscription lottery list was issued, Pang Qianli and his Xijiang Wanlong were not absent. The number of people they hired alone reached 1,500 people waiting in line. As for the subsequent acquisitions in the trading market

, is a shocking number.

Since then, Xijiang Wanlong, under the leadership of Pang Qianli, has excelled and created a series of legends in the history of Chinese capital.

It was not until 2004 that the capital chain of Pang Qianli's "Bandung" system was broken, and the financial empire of 120 billion yuan collapsed.

"Yang Yang, Yang Yang..."

When Wang Qingquan saw Hu Yang taking the business card, he fell into a very strange state. He felt admiration, regret, excitement and even a little bit of inexplicable hostility... He had never seen a person's face.

There will be such complex and diverse expressions. If so, it must be a mental illness.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, Brother Wang. Well, I suddenly had a trance just now. Please don't mind. I don't have a business card. I'll leave you a pager number."

Hu Yang sighed secretly, walked back to the canteen, wrote a note and handed it to Wang Qingquan. Didn't he only write his name and pager number on it?

"Brain tics? What kind of disease is brain tics? I've never heard of it."

Wang Qingquan thinks that Hu Yang is a very strange person, but Mr. Pang is also a bit neurotic sometimes. Maybe all geniuses are similar, well, they all like to "brain twitch" occasionally.

Back home, Hu Yang was still in a restless mood.

Hu Yang felt that even if he was a reborn person, he was not qualified to comment on the merits and demerits of Xijiang Wanlong and its founder Pang Qianli.

But those who remember the past and remember the future have a lot of experience that can be learned from. Whether it is success or failure, it is very valuable.

Only then did he remember who Wang Qingquan was... Back then, Pang Qianli had eight generals under his command, and Wang Qingquan was one of them.

"Hey, I can't afford to offend him, I can't afford to offend him. But if I have the chance, I really want to meet that legendary figure, Mr. Pang Qianli."

Xijiang Wanlong is the current Populus euphratica, an existence that needs to be looked up to. He feels that he and others have nothing to interact with. However, he has always respected Pang Qianli. If he has the opportunity to meet him, it will be considered satisfying.

It’s your own curiosity.

In the evening, Li Hao walked into his home with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.
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