As long as people have money, their troubles will be reduced by more than 90%, their EQ and IQ will also be improved, and they will not get angry - Lu Xun: I really said this.

But where does the money come from?

This Lu Xun didn't say!

Xia Feng, who is about to enter the year of no confusion in two more years, has spent 20 years of youth sweat to pursue the answer.

After graduating from high school at the age of 18, I went to the small fishing village where the circle was drawn.

Stumbling along the way, running through ups and downs, and growing through setbacks.

In the end, the troubles were really magically reduced by 90%, and the emotional intelligence was also experienced in the process.

New Year's Eve.

Xia Feng poured a glass of whiskey, and when he looked up, Yu Guang glanced at the dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the opposite wall, "If you are cautious, you will fail, and you will never be fine", and paced to the window with the glass.

The SEG Electronics Building is brightly lit at night, compared with the surrounding golden skyscrapers, this building was built at the end of the last century, after 20 years of wind and rain, it is a little more majestic and stable!

He lowered his head and took a sip of wine, and a spicy strength went straight to his throat.

"Shhhh

As the old saying goes: small wealth depends on diligence, medium wealth depends on morality, and big wealth depends on life.

The company has grown to this point, and he is already very satisfied.

As long as he doesn't invest indiscriminately and speculate in stocks, the deposit in the bank card plus real estate is enough for him to eat and drink spicy food in his life.

Further up, there is the realm of capital, a deep-water area out of reach of ordinary businessmen.

Next, he's going to talk about a girlfriend in earnest.

After two years of running-in, strive to get married before the age of 40.

While the physical strength can still keep up, get a few more children out, saving the old man and the old lady from calling and nagging for three days.

......

Standing in front of the window and enjoying the cityscape at night for a while, Xia Feng glanced at the time, it was only 8:30, and the little sister didn't get off the plane until 11 o'clock.

Putting down the cup and going to the lounge.

I was dragged to the bar by two friends last night, and I played until two o'clock in the morning, and I was called to the company for a meeting at six o'clock in the morning.

"Jingle bell—"

I don't know how long it took, but a piercing bell woke Xia Feng from his deep sleep.

Xia Feng opened his eyes tiredly and looked at the mobile phone screen next to his pillow, and the caller ID was "Little Sister".

At the same time, he also noticed that the time at the top of the screen was displayed at 11:59.

He slept for three and a half hours.

January 1, 2020 is only one minute away.

Xia Feng was a little surprised, didn't he say that he would celebrate the New Year's Eve together, why didn't the little sister call now?

He reached for his phone, and at that moment he was horrified to find that his body was stuck in a quagmire and could not move.

He struggled, moving the tip of his left finger forward inch by inch, and finally touched the answer button on his phone.

The voice of the little sister came from the phone.

"Brother, why didn't you reply when I sent you a message? The plane was delayed, I just got off the plane, which exit are you ...... now?"

Xia Feng wanted to answer, but he couldn't.

He seemed to be on top of a huge black vortex, and his body was being pulled into the boundless black hole little by little.

He was terrified, but helpless.

Time froze in this moment, and a minute became an eternity.

The black hole beneath him begins to shrink inward.

And then......

There is no then.

......

......

"Brother Feng, wake up, wake up, the old class is downstairs, and he will come up soon......"

Xia Feng, who was extremely tired, was in a very bad mood after being shaken from his sleep, shook off the hand on his arm, and scolded impatiently: "Labor and management are the bosses, who is he?"

"Brother Feng, I know you don't like the old class, aren't you about to graduate, let's give him some face, don't embarrass the old class too much. ”

The one who spoke was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old beautiful boy, with a thin figure, fine skin and tender flesh, a blue and white school uniform that was loose on his body, with a funny three-seven point, his excessively long hair covering his eyes, and he pretended to be chic when he spoke.

Liang Zi paused for a moment, and then said: "Besides, you kissed Su Xiaoman in public last week, if it wasn't for the old class to help you suppress it, the consequences would be unimaginable!"

Although this guy sometimes has a bad mouth, he is actually very good to you......"

Xia Feng looked at the person in front of him, the dream and reality gradually merged together, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "You... You... You are...... Ma Xiaoguang?"

Ma Xiaoguang was his high school tablemate, sworn friend and loyal dogleg.

Because of bad grades, I didn't get admitted to college, and after graduating from high school, I went to work in the magic capital, and in 05, I returned to my hometown and found a relationship to enter the local middle school as a physical education teacher.

At the 16-year party, the body of a bamboo pole that was once blown down by a gust of wind became a big fat man of 180 pounds, which was a big surprise.

Ma Xiaoguang, who was talking endlessly, heard Xia Feng's words, first paused, and then pretended to sigh, "Hey~ Brother Feng, I know you don't want to hear it, but as a brother, I still have to advise you, Su Xiaoman is really not suitable for you!"

People are people who want to be admitted to key universities, and those of us who have stepped into society with one foot are basically people from two worlds.

Besides, Lao Tzu works in the district government...... The old class is here. ”

Following Ma Xiaoguang's words, Xia Feng turned his head to look, and a tall thin man wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and black-rimmed glasses came in at the door of the classroom, which was Cao Xuejun, the third-year high school teacher in his memory.

Cao Xuejun walked straight to the podium, "snapped" the textbook in his hand twice, dusted off the chalk dust on the podium, and then put it down heavily.

Several students sitting in the first row were immediately shrouded in smoke.

"Ahem-" Cao Xuejun coughed, brewed his emotions and said directly: "The school just held a meeting, it was about this year's college entrance examination, and I want to emphasize a few more points a few minutes before class."

It's not about studying, I've talked a lot about learning before, and I know that your ears hear calluses.

The main thing is to talk to you about life.

We all know that there is more than one path in life, and we are not in a hurry to see the difference.

However, no matter which road in the world, most of them are those who walk in front and suffer hardship, and those who walk behind eat soil.

The college entrance examination is a relatively smooth road in the journey of life.

Because there are already countless pairs of feet in front of you, helping you to smooth out the thorns and bumps on this road, you just have to bury your head and stride forward, and the harvest is waiting for you in front of you.

Some people will say that learning depends on talent.

But students must know that fate is determined by heaven and transported in their hands!

I have not struggled to gain and lose my life, but it is the lazy and the cowardly who are playing hooligans.

Less than 50 days to ......"

"Jingle bell—"

As the bell rang for the end of class, the quiet campus, like boiling water, gradually boiled.

The man in front of the podium said, "Okay, that's all for today, everyone should think about my words when they go back." How you choose the way forward is up to you. Class!"

"Oh~~"

The classroom, which was already resonating, immediately boiled.

"Liu Xinfeng, give me back the game card~"

"Oh, I hate it, don't pull someone's hair. ”

"Tao Qiangqiang, where did you rent your book of Huang Yi's Demon Monk, I asked several bookstores but couldn't find it......"

Looking at the noisy classroom like a chicken farm, and the small blackboard next to the big blackboard reads "There are only 49 days left until the 1999 college entrance examination".

The college entrance examination was set from July 7 to 9 in 1978 and has continued until 2002, and the college entrance examination time has been fixed on July 7 to 9, that is, it is now May 18, 1999.

Xia Feng, who was sitting in his seat, shouted after a long time: ", Lao Tzu has been reborn!"

Ma Xiaoguang, who was holding half of the table leg and stuffing it into his schoolbag, said strangely when he heard this: "Brother Feng, what did you say?"

Xia Feng had a crying expression on his face, and said, "I...... I said I was born again, do you believe me?"

The Bronze Age of "Xun Qin" and online articles will not be released and set sail until after 2001, and young people in 99 have no concept of words familiar to later generations such as time travel and rebirth.

Ma Xiaoguang asked blankly, "What is rebirth?"

Xia Feng was stunned, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's nothing." It's a non-disclosure agreement, and non-combatants have all been erased from their memories. ”