Chapter 1: Eighteen Years of a Dream

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A small dwelling outside Pengcheng Pass, the house was messy, with half-smoked cigarette butts, empty wine bottles, and a man's unique source of smell: stinky shoes and rotten socks.

Chen Bo woke up, still trying to fight to the death with the heavy eyelids, the first thing that greeted him was a hangover headache, too much alcohol accumulated in muscle fatty acids, the whole body was not so comfortable, and there was still some faint pain in the joints.

Like a terminally ill patient, he struggled to reach out and fumbled on the bed for a long time, and finally grabbed the black mobile phone buried in a pile of crumpled and yellowed clothing.

The royal blue backlight of the new Nokia 3310 phone shows 11:25.

"Well, it's already noon." Chen Bo muttered to himself, his head hurts, how much has he drunk. Chen Bo glanced at the green beer bottles all over the floor.

I took my phone and took a look at it, and suddenly I felt that something was wrong.

"Ah, how is Nokia. What about my iPhone8! ”

“What?! Is Nima kidding me? Why the year 2000......"

Chen Bo jumped up from the bed in a hurry, looked at the furnishings in the hut, and then looked at the brand-new mobile phone in his hand, and the calendar on the wall clearly said that this was 2000, the first year of the 21st century of the Chinese Dynasty.

What the hell, what a joke.

Chen Bo's heart is like 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by!

Yesterday I was still eating hot pot and singing songs on the top floor. When I woke up, it was eighteen years ago, I took out the ID card in my wallet, and repeatedly confirmed that I was now a citizen of the Chinese People's Republic.

No, Chen Bo shook his heavy head. I remember that I was on the rooftop on the top floor, drinking on the side stove, and when I received a call from the investor to withdraw my investment, I was even more depressed...... Then he stumbled and fell from more than 30 floors.

And then, there was no more.

Chen Bo realized at this time that he was indeed dead, and he died quite unjustly.

Maybe God can't stand it anymore, he is a Loser, he follows the tide of entrepreneurship to start a business, starts a business, and is stubborn to death, his wife abandons him with his children, partners withdraw their investment, and even investors are no longer optimistic about him.

Ants are still greedy for life, who would have thought that they would die to end the rest of their lives, and Chen Bo is not the kind of person who is disheartened!

On April 1, 2000, April Fool's Day in the West, Chen Bo thought it was a joke played by fate.

Looking at the familiar furnishings in the room, and then seeing the gloomy boy in the mirror. That's right, it was myself eighteen years ago, with slightly long hair, about to cover my eyes, and big black-framed eyes on the bridge of my nose, looking deep and gloomy.

This time is the depressed years after his first girlfriend left him.

The girl who had been with him for three years was just because he couldn't come up with enough bride price to abandon him. The reality was cruel, and for the first time, he was trampled under his feet and crushed.

I did hate her back then, but now he won't, everyone has the right to choose a good life. Who would follow a person who can't see the future and have the courage to give his life. She wasn't wrong, the fault was that he wasn't strong enough, and he couldn't even make up tens of thousands of yuan for the bride price.

The past 18 years are like a long dream, a dream of 18 years.

Chen Bo could only accept this established fact, and there was no other way. Besides, there was nothing to be nostalgic for a loser in that era, so it might be better to live differently.

He turned on the Sony radio, which was popular at the time, and the brisk voice of the radio anchor came from the loudspeaker: "Maybe you just woke up from a nap, maybe you just enjoyed a hearty meal." So here, I would like to present you with a song that will definitely refresh you, the latest single "It's my life" from the American rock band Bon Jovi"

The music gradually rose, the shocking drum beat, and the powerful singing voice came-

This ain't a song for the broken-hearted

This is not a song for sad people

No silent prayer for the faith-departed

There is no silent prayer for those who have lost their faith

I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd

I don't want to be just one of the many people

You're gonna hear my voice

You will hear my voice

When I shout it out loud

When I shouted out loud

It's my life

It's my life

……

Hearing this familiar singing voice again, the heart-pounding rhythm of the blood, Chen Bo's heart had a voice that couldn't help shouting: I don't want to be ordinary all my life! I want to live my life to the fullest!!

Since God has given himself another chance to start over, he will do his best to create the pinnacle of life and never let fate live up.

Scattered wine bottles, cigarette butts all over the floor, messy food waste, all throw away!

Throw away the stupid black-framed glasses, anyway, it's just 200 degrees of astigmatism, and it's not in the way!

The sloppy hairstyle that is about to cover your eyes is cut off and cut off, how can you find a partner without cutting your head!

Beckham's moxican head is chic, heroic, and what Chen Bo wants, although his eyes are low and his hair is like a dog gnawing, but he is still very prodigal, for no other reason, what is more joyful than starting a new life?

In his own words, the hairstyle is "positive and full of positive energy." ”

Smelly socks, dirty clothes, should be thrown away, should be washed, must live a personal life, if you are perfunctory to your own life, then life will not treat yourself well!

The house has a new look, and finally there is a little human appearance, Si is a burrow, but I Dexin!

Chen Bo spent a few days digesting the social, technological and economic information of the current time, and found that there was not much difference from his previous life, and the historical process was basically the same.

There are also Internet cafes, but there are not many information resources. There are only a few well-known portals in China, such as Xilang.com, Suhu.com, and Yangcheng.com, which are known as the three major domestic portals.

For Chen Bo, who once worked in the Big Three Internet BAT, this history of Internet development is not unfamiliar. At that time, I also worked hard to become a product manager from a high school dropout student who studied by himself and received various trainings.

None of the BAT Big Three has appeared, and they are still in their infancy, and they can hide in the Big Three companies with their own abilities, be a member of the founding team, and share many dividends in the future.

But now that Chen Bo has the opportunity to start all over again, he no longer wants to live in the shadow of others, and uses his own experience to change the future pattern through his own efforts in the initial stage of the Internet's vigorous development.

Why don't you take Wu Hook and collect Guanshan Fifty Prefectures! It's a man who should stand up and start his own business.

Turned out the passbook of Pengcheng Development Bank hidden in the closet, and there was only more than 18,000 yuan of family funds. This is still his wife's book saved by working for three years to save money, and he is still there, but his wife has not found it.

However, even if it is only 18,000 yuan, it is definitely a huge amount of money in the current working family, and it only costs 200 yuan a month for a snail in an urban village like this in Pengcheng, and you can see how strong the current purchasing power of money is.

The money is there, but it's a drop in the bucket for what he wants to do.

The risk is proportional to the return, Chen Bo thought about it for a long time. People are dead and birds are facing the sky, and besides, they have died once, what are you afraid of, only by taking your fate into your own hands can you be happy. What the world can remember is always the first!

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