Chapter 2 So I'm ready to die again
On August 24, 2001, the day after Wang An was shot dead by gunmen.
The fog filled the sky over the noisy vegetable market, and the stumbling old woman and old man shuttled through the crowd, while complaining to the vegetable vendors that the vegetables were not fresh enough and the price was too expensive, while picking and choosing, they would choose one after looking at a dozen tomatoes, and it would take at least ten minutes to reluctantly hand over the vegetables in their hands to the hawker for weighing, and staring closely at the electronic scale, if the vendor was holding a rod in his hand, they would definitely take out their reading glasses, as if they were wary of the thief, With suspicious eyes, he watched the hawker's every move.
The vegetable market is a place to fight wits and courage in the calculation.
Wang An stood in a corner, looking at his little hands, small feet, and small body, and walked two steps, trembling, this is about the body of a two-year-old child.
Wang An, who came back to life, was not too surprised by his current state, he was very satisfied with his current state, the younger he was, the more time he could spend investigating and preparing, and when he grew up, the longer it was before he died, the easier it was for those people to forget and relax their vigilance.
The threat of a dead man is undoubtedly ridiculous, and the threat of a dying man, if it cannot be realized, is just a joke.
Wang An often tells jokes, but he never tells jokes with his enemies, and everyone doesn't have that kind of friendship.
Looking at the gazes that fell on him from time to time, Wang An knew very well that his current situation was actually not very good, a cute two-year-old boy...... Wang An touched his chicken-chicken to make sure, a cute two-year-old boy stood alone in the vegetable market, and after the enthusiastic aunt interrogated, she could not find his parents, and she might send him to the police comrade, which meant that he would lose his freedom and autonomy.
Civilized human society will not give two-year-old children freedom and autonomy, Wang An hurriedly left the place where he was standing and looked around.
There are three places to sell breakfast in the vegetable market, one is a flour soup and noodle shop, and two steamed bun shops, one of which is owned by an obese woman in her thirties, and the other is a teenage girl.
Wang An walked towards the fat woman in her thirties and raised his head to look at the fat woman.
"Sister, your bags are so cute, can you give me two? I don't have any money, though. Wang An sniffled and whispered.
Listening to the little boy's milky voice, the fat woman smiled slightly, "Yes, but what about your parents, little friend?" ”
"My mother is buying groceries and won't buy me bags...... Wang An said.
"Go find Mom...... Shrewd...... ...... you"
"Thank you, sister." Wang An took the bun, left the fat woman's stall, and then stood next to a young woman who was shopping for vegetables.
Wang An noticed that the fat woman withdrew her gaze from looking at her, took two buns, and hid in the flower bed near the vegetable market while people were not paying attention.
The hedges around the flower garden are half a person high, and the secret leaves can completely cover his small figure, Wang An knows that he has no way to act alone when he looks like this, ordinary people see a child walking around, someone will always care, if the unlucky point meets someone with bad intentions, simply sell him, then he is finished.
So the wisest choice for him now is to hide here quietly, waiting for the time to act.
The flower garden in the residential group of the old city, surrounded by old black rotten fitness equipment, was once one of the symbols of Zhonghai residents full of superiority, representing modern urban life, and now it has been abandoned with the passing years, the fragmentary garbage in the flower garden and the garbage cans not far away, fully show that people's requirements for their own quality are not so strict, Wang An calmly breathed the air that was not very fresh, and took a small bite of the buns, he was only two years old, and these two buns were enough for him to eat today.
It's just that drinking water is a problem, Wang An frowned, he could only endure it, he didn't dare to drink tap water, with his current physical condition, once he drank tap water to diarrhea, it was also a very troublesome and even fatal problem.
After the excitement of the vegetable market passed, the heat of the sun began to scorch the city, although it was surrounded by shade in the flower garden, but because it was impermeable to the wind and did not feel cool, Wang An could only endure it.
The young body is easy to get tired, if he can, Wang An doesn't want to sleep, he should be vigilant, but he knows that this vigilance is meaningless, as long as he is discovered, whether he is asleep or awake, he can't decide his fate...... A two-year-old boy who fell asleep in a flower garden could not have been left alone at all.
Wang An slept and woke up again, it was already dark, the heat began to subside, he was much more comfortable in the flower garden, and after eating the remaining buns, he felt that his lips were a little dry, and his mouth had the uncomfortable feeling of being hung by the steamed buns, but there was no way, relying on the saliva secreted, he ate the whole bun...... Until tomorrow morning, he must have enough physical strength to do what he has to do.
In Wang An's plan, what he has to do is very simple and very easy, meticulous investigation and planning determine the success rate of the plan, and the final result often depends only on the execution of the executor.
To achieve it with a two-year-old body, Wang An feels that this is a very exciting and exciting challenge.
Spending a whole day in a boring flower garden is not something that ordinary people can easily do, Wang An does not lack this kind of patience, he is very calm, combing through the plans he has made before to make sure that nothing goes wrong.
Ma Xiangdong was born in Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province in 1965, and his ancestral home is Hunan. One of the main founders of the Vichaux Group. It should be the third year that he has just founded the Vishaw Group, and in 2003 he will launch the third-party payment platform of Readpower...... In the next ten years, tens of millions of small businesses will be bred in the ecosystem of the Vishaw Group, providing more than 100 million jobs, facing billions of consumers, and the transaction volume will be calculated in trillions...... "In Wang An's memory, Ma Xiangdong is far from being as beautiful as ten years later, and he now lives in an ordinary residential area in Zhonghai.
Wang An needs Ma Xiangdong's help, of course, at the age of two, he is not likely to become a partner in Ma Xiangdong's rise, let alone instigate Ma Xiangdong to deal with the current behemoth An Xiu Trading Company, what he wants to do is to be Ma Xiangdong's son.
Wang An has already struggled once, and he knows very well that there is a successful father, and the less struggle is not only ten or twenty years, what he has to do is not to prove himself, but to gather more resources and complete his plan.
This is Wang An's second rebirth, compared to the first rebirth of the self-made man, Wang An feels that he has no possibility that he will not do better, since he can single-handedly create An Xiu Trading Company in his first rebirth, then he can naturally surpass his previous work after being reborn again.