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Chapter Thirteen Wipe it clean

Another more famous one is Daoye.

One billion people, 900 million fell, and 100 million are still looking for it. This is a true portrayal of that time.

They were born with the gradual recovery of the economy and the increase in people's purchasing power, as well as the overall shortage of materials.

They have a strong sense of merchandise and operational capabilities, as well as a strong nepotism background. They have established a large and complex logistics network outside the national system.

They use their connections to breed corruption and resell approval documents to become rich overnight.

In the process of primitive accumulation, these businessmen vividly demonstrated their cunning and bloody behavior without a moral bottom line. The original business order was completely destroyed, simple public concepts were indifferent, and the ecological environment was completely destroyed.

In this era, money is supreme, and the most sought-after household is the one with ten thousand yuan.

Two years later, countless proud men jumped over the dragon's gate, and civil servants with iron rice bowls went into business, giving it a try and following the wave.

Intellectuals are ridiculed and ridiculed.

"It is better to sell tea eggs than to make missiles, and it is better to use a razor than to make a scalpel."

"The boss (worker) stepped aside, the second boss (peasant) divided the fields, and the ninth boss (intellectual) went to heaven, and made money regardless of the three or four."

"The workers are happy, the peasants are laughing, and the intellectuals are sitting naked in a sedan chair."

Such jingles were common at the time.

To use an excerpt from "Thirty Years of Turmoil": "The Chinese business circle from 1978 to 2008 was haunted by such a group of people. They were born in a rough place, not without savagery, with drifting temperaments, perseverance and courage to win."

"Their shallowness allows them to use the simplest method to get to the core of any business problem. Their ruthlessness allows them to put aside all moral sentiments and return to the fundamentals of interest relationships. Their fearlessness of destiny

This allows them to break through all rules and standards without any inhibitions, and their greed allows them to dare to use all methods and fabricate the most beautiful lies."

But I have to say that this is an era of reckless heroes. In this era, as long as you have the ability and ideas, you can stand out and stand at the top of the times. This is unmatched by future generations.

"The money came so fast." Li Qiming sighed again.

Fang Chen smiled, will the money come quickly?

It's not fast. The fastest way to make money in this era is fraud. The four words "leather bag company" appeared in this era. They defrauded people from villages and towns to Kyoto. Their methods were clumsy and greedy. But what is surprising is that they succeeded, and they actually had

Many people came ashore successfully.

Fang Chen had also planned this, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea. As a reborn person, he had too many money-making ideas to take such a risk.

Fraud is mostly done by poor and extremely evil people.

Half a month later.

Wangcheng Park.

Fang Chen was sitting in a simple shed built with wooden roots, ignoring the noisy surroundings and the continuous chirping of cicadas, closing his eyes and leisurely enjoying his time.

Ever since that day, Fang Chen seemed to have made a name for himself. Every day, there were a lot of people in front of Fang Chen's stall who were writing carefully one stroke after another. Some were squatting, lying on the steps and walls, and some simply sitting on the ground.

The most enviable thing is the players sitting on the eight small benches, high up, looking down at all the living beings below, showing an implicit and proud smile.

And recently, Fang Chen discovered that some people sitting on the bench were not in a hurry to write. Instead, they were like peacocks with their tails spread, looking left and right, and a sense of pride was palpable.

If Fang Chen hadn't been limited to ten minutes, he really thought these people could sit there from morning to night. What were they doing?

Do you think of this place as Papa Xing and Golden Arch?

Liu Xiangyang even told Fang Chen that someone was engaging in private transactions and using money to buy seats, and asked Fang Chen if he wanted to stop it.

Fang Chen sighed helplessly. If you have money, let them go.

It was really full of strange things, with various shapes and forms, and all kinds of monsters and monsters appeared. In the end, Fang Chen actually looked like this place had become a scene in the Royal City Park.

However, at the beginning, there were still people who believed that Fang Chen and the others were members of the Chinese Talented Youth Support Association. After a few days, they found out all about Fang Chen and the others.

The China Youth Talent Support Association is pure nonsense.

But this still didn't stop some people from coming to Fang Chen's stall. After all, money and silk moved people's hearts, coupled with a feeling of dissatisfaction.

What's interesting to Fang Chen is that some parents bring their children to visit him specially, and they don't care about money, and they visit him several times.

After observing it several times, Fang Chen discovered that what they cared more about was the Little Genius Medal, which was not even worth a dime.

It seems that having this medal can prove that their children are indeed extraordinary and unique.

How pitiful the hearts of parents in the world are.

Therefore, the income of the stall is also increasing steadily. On the second day, it was more than 600, on the third day, it was more than 700, and on the fourth day, it was almost over 1,000. It continued for two or three days, and then it dropped. Now it is almost 1,000 per day.

With an income of more than 700 yuan, the extremely exciting 500 yuan on the first day was actually the lowest income day.

In the first few days, Fang Chen was still interested in collecting money and doing busy work. Later, he looked at the one or two dollar bills in his hand, and occasionally had one or two big ones. As for the four great men, he had never seen them before, so he felt it was really boring.

In his previous life, he was also the technical director of a company worth tens of millions. The money he handled each year was calculated in hundreds of millions. He really couldn't see this small amount of money, so he simply left the matter to Liu Xiangyang and Li Qiming.

The two of them were very busy and excited, as if they were filled with energy just by seeing so much money, not to mention their respective 10% share.

When they took the money home, their parents were shocked and quickly questioned them.

Even the next day, they didn't even sell vegetables or carry cement. They came to Wangcheng Park and saw the busy scene of the stalls, and then they believed Liu Xiangyang and Li Qiming.

Although life is not as they imagined, their parents do not sell vegetables or carry cement as laborers.

But every day, Liu Qiming would clean up his own stall after closing the stall. His mother no longer had to set up the stall until dark. When she went back, if she wanted to eat meat to satisfy her craving, she could cut a pound of meat and go back for the tooth ceremony.

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Being able to go home two hours early and seeing the happy smiles and glossy lips of his brothers and sisters, Liu Qiming felt very satisfied. Heaven was nothing more than that.

Li Qiming's father was finally willing to go to a traditional Chinese medicine hospital to prescribe some ointments to relieve back pain, and he seemed to dare to take a break while working.

After all, during this period, Li Qiming and the others could get back sixty, seventy, or even nearly one hundred yuan every day. The family's income suddenly increased by nearly ten times. At least they didn't seem to have to worry so much about the cost of schooling.

As for Fang Chen?

He hid the money very tightly and never revealed a dime to his parents.

Even sometimes, after eating delicious food, I would clean it up in advance and wipe the oil off my mouth.

Just kidding, he earned six to seven thousand yuan in the past half month. If his parents knew this, he would definitely not be able to keep his money.

Moreover, he can be sure that if this money falls into the hands of his parents, they will be able to cause complete disaster with this money in less than half a year.

It wasn't that Fang Chen deliberately slandered his parents. The two hundred yuan he contributed seemed to have been spent by them in less than a week.

It should be accurate to say that on the fifth day, Fang Chen once again lived a life of eating cornmeal batter and steamed buns with pickles. According to Fang Chen's experience, this life should continue for about ten days until wages are paid.

His two hundred yuan seemed to have gone down the drain. After causing a slight stir, it quickly dissipated into nothingness.

In addition to having an additional collection of literature at home, my mother's repeated complaints also sounded again, and they were just words about losing money.

All life returned to its original state again.

In this case, does Fang Chen dare to let them know that he has earned so much money?
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