Under the moonlight, in the shadow of the lights, Yang Weicheng and Lin Yiyi walked side by side.

After the movie ends, everyone leaves quickly, and the town returns to the quiet of the night.

The night of the town in the 8th and 90s was far less lively than in later generations, but it also had a unique taste.

Yang Weicheng was clear in his heart, Yang Yuna must have been making excuses just now, wanting him and Lin Yiyi to be alone.

"I really didn't expect that my aunt would know how to find a daughter-in-law for her brother at such a young age, it's so cute." Yang Weicheng said secretly.

Aunt, sister, father, younger brother, Yang Weicheng is still gradually adapting to these identity changes.

He thought about these things as he walked, and unconsciously, there was less communication with Lin Yiyi.

As she walked, Lin Yiyi's footsteps slowed down, and then she stopped and looked at Yang Weicheng's back.

"Huh? What's wrong? Yang Weicheng realized that she had fallen, and when he found out, the two were already five or six meters apart.

He turned back curiously and asked Lin Yiyi, but Lin Yiyi bowed his head and did not answer.

"Yiyi, what's wrong? Where is it uncomfortable? Yang Weicheng hurried back and looked down at her face.

After all, Lin Yiyi had just experienced a nightmare, and it was hurt by her relatives, so there must be a shadow in her psyche.

Lin Yiyi lowered her head and didn't speak, and Yang Weicheng was a little anxious.

He doesn't have much experience with women, and he was just a 22-year-old guy in his previous life, and he was still a little blue when he was struck by lightning.

"Are you talking?" Yang Weicheng was so anxious that he sweated, "What's uncomfortable?" ”

He wanted to help Lin Yiyi, but the more he asked, the more fierce Lin Yiyi's head became, and even tears flowed.

"Yo yo, isn't this the guy just now? What, what about bullying women? Suddenly, there was a yin and yang strange voice behind him.

Yang Weicheng looked back and saw that the two young men were more than ten meters away, looking at them shoulder to shoulder.

He recognized one of them, it was the person sitting behind Lin Yiyi while watching the movie.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Yang Weicheng protected Lin Yiyi behind him.

The two men were in a frenzy, one wearing a floral shirt, the other with what he thought was a fashionable hairstyle, and one with a cigarette in his hand.

"Hey, we might as well play a hero!" The one who wears a floral plaid shirt says to the fashionable head.

The fashionable head nodded: "Okay, it's time for my little brother to come out!" ”

He shook his hand and walked towards Yang Weicheng, and said as he walked: "Little sister, if I help you beat this hooligan away, will you be friends with me?" ”

"Pull it down." Yang Weicheng pouted and smiled.

The fashionable head glared, and with a flick of his finger, the cigarette butt crossed a striking red line in the night sky.

"You're looking for death, aren't you? Dare to argue with us? As he spoke, he rushed forward and reached out to grab Yang Weicheng's collar.

Smack!

Yang Weicheng parted his hand, grabbed his wrist, and slapped him in the face with his other hand, which was like two slaps in the face.

The fashionable head was dumbfounded, he covered his face, looked at this young man who was half a head shorter than himself, and was stunned: "You, you dare to slap me?" ”

"How dare I slap you? You just had a mosquito on your face. Yang Weicheng approached and pretended to observe, "Yo, there's another one here." ”

He raised his slap, and the man crouched down with his head in his hands, and let out a strange scream.

The two slaps have already knocked his guts flying.

The tricky angle, the ruthless strength, and the cold eyes made the fashionable head instantly understand that even if the other party was alone, he was not his opponent.

The plaid shirt rushed forward, scolding in his mouth, holding a half-picked brick in his hand, and wanted to slap Yang Weicheng.

But as soon as he rushed to him, he was kicked in the stomach by Yang Weicheng, and he bowed and flew out. The half of the brick in his hand flew out of his hand and smashed very precisely on the backbone of the fashionable head.

"Ouch, you're going to die!" The fashionable head scolded.

The plaid shirt didn't have time to explain, and he felt his intestines be kicked off.

Lin Yiyi witnessed Yang Weicheng's kicking, and her heart was simply beautiful: "So chic!" ”

Yang Weicheng slapped his face, turned back to Lin Yiyi and said, "Let's go, go home." ”

Lin Yiyi nodded obediently, blushed, snuggled up to Yang Weicheng, and left together.

"You kid, I remember your face!" The fashionable head pointed at Yang Wei Chengdao.

Yang Weicheng turned around and walked back two steps, and the fashionable head immediately hugged his head and ran away, making Lin Yiyi laugh.

That night, Lin Yiyi slept very soundly and had a beautiful dream.

In the dream, a prince on a white horse came to her bed, jumped off the horse and bent down to kiss her.

Time is leisurely, in the late 80s, the surface of the turbulent undercurrent, is the leisurely life of people.

Before I knew it, it was November '88.

At six o'clock in the morning, Yang Weicheng opened his eyes on time, lay on the bed, and counted on his fingers, it had been more than half a year since he was reborn.

In half a year, he seems to have adapted to this life. And his wealth is constantly increasing.

He was in Zhonghai, Shen Xiangqian was in Shenzhou, and the two places did a prosperous treasury bill transaction.

Yang Weicheng's wealth has accumulated rapidly and has reached 800,000, not counting his additional investment in Wangshan.

By November, his investment had reached 200,000 yuan, and under the operation of Xu Sanwang and Li Xianzhou, their small chemical factory began to take shape and gradually got on track.

In this year, 800,000 is definitely a huge amount of money. The first thing he did was to fly to Nandao Province, a newborn province that had just left Nanyue, only half a month before Yang Weicheng's rebirth.

Now, shrewd Hong Kong businessmen are developing their real estate business here, and the spark is about to ignite.

In his previous life, Yang Weicheng was not interested in real estate due to his age and family background. But when he read the news about the South Island Province in the newspaper, he was keenly aware that a new opportunity had come.

He handed over the work in his hand to Li Dong, booked a train ticket by himself, and prepared to go to the South Island the next day for an investigation.

In November in Jiangnan Province, it was already slightly cold.

In the evening, Yang Weicheng and his younger siblings finished eating, drove the two to do their homework, and went to the sink to wash the dishes and chopsticks.

At this time, the living facilities were not as perfect as in later generations, and washing dishes in winter was a challenge for little girls.

Yang Weicheng felt sorry for his sister, so he was naturally reluctant to let her do it.

He hummed a song while washing the dishes, and his vision of the future dispelled a little chill.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door: "Excuse me, is there anyone at home?" ”

The voice was very gentle and polite.

Yang Weicheng raised his eyebrows, tilted his head to look at the gate, and shouted, "Who?" ”

"Oh, my name is Xie Dongqiang, is this Yang Weicheng's family?" The other party continued to ask politely.

Yang Weicheng dried his hands, stepped forward to turn on the headlight of the door, and looked through the crack in the door.

Outside the door stood a man in his thirties, wearing a thick gray coat, navy blue trousers, and black leather shoes. The collar of the white shirt is not discolored at all, and he is carrying a leather bag in his hand, and he is a particular person.

And judging from his demeanor and hairstyle, he should be a public official, gentle and elegant.

It's rare to see such a gentleman in a small town.

Yang Weicheng was curious, opened the door and asked him, "Do you have something to do with Yang Weicheng?" ”

The other party smiled politely and said: "Let me introduce myself first, my name is Xie Dongqiang, I used to work in the county industrial and commercial bureau, and my hometown is Qingshui Town." I have admired Yang Weicheng for a long time and came to visit. ”

Visit? Still admire the daimyo for a long time?

Yang Weicheng habitually tugged at the fibrous roots on his chin and pondered slightly.

It can be seen that the other party already knows Yang Weicheng's identity, and Mingren doesn't say secret words, so he nodded: "I'm Yang Weicheng, come in." ”

The elder brother suddenly led a stranger into the door, and Yang Yuna and Yang Weining were very surprised.

"Go to the back room and do your homework." Yang Weicheng drove the two of them to the back room, poured a cup of tea for the uninvited guest, and sat down.

"Mr. Xie, is there anything wrong with you?" Yang Weicheng asked directly.

The word "sir" is still a very foreign title in these years, and the other party is obviously not used to it.

"It's good if you call me Xie Dongqiang, that's the case, I heard from a friend, you invested in Director Xu's factory, right?" Xie Dongqiang smiled slightly, and his gentle tone made it easy for people to have a sense of trust.

"Yes." Yang Weicheng nodded.

Xie Dongqiang actually expected Yang Weicheng to ask questions, so that he could change from passive to active.

But Yang Weicheng was so calm, and he didn't seem to be interested in his intentions, which caught him off guard.

Looking at this young man secretly, Xie Dongqiang sighed in his heart: "It seems that the rumors are true, although he is very young, he is very bold and a person who does great things." I hope my trip is not in vain. ”

Yang Weicheng was also looking at Xie Dongqiang, meditating in his mind, digging out his memory, could there be an acquaintance named Xie Dongqiang in his previous life?

But he searched and searched, but he couldn't find the relevant name.