100. Earn heads

"Hey, I don't understand what you said," although Pan Youcheng didn't understand why Ling Er was so confident, he was indeed infected, and he didn't have the panic at the beginning, "Whatever you say then, I'll do it." ”

"Then you should eat and drink, the ups and downs of the business, you will get used to it after you have experienced more," Ling Er said with a smile, "No matter how big a company is, no matter how big a store is, once it can't keep up with the situation, there will always be a day when it goes bankrupt, where is there a real century-old enterprise or a century-old store." ”

Even if the name of the company is still there, its shareholders may change several times and become vassals of the upstart or the big chaebol.

"There are exceptions," Pan Youcheng said with a smile, "For example, like the chemical factory before Liang Chengtao, it was a thousand-person factory, and it was still state, so it can't be said that it will go bankrupt." ”

"You have been in Pujiang for a short time, and you have seen fewer state-owned enterprises that have collapsed?" Ling Er said with a smile, "If you want to talk about the scale, there are a few that can be bigger than the supply and marketing cooperatives, in the past, the supply and marketing cooperatives in our town had many cattle, and they needed food stamps to buy grain, and cloth stamps to buy cloth.

How are you looking now? ”

"That's right," Pan Youcheng said with great emotion, "There is basically no one inside, and I went home during the summer vacation to see that the supply and marketing cooperatives in our town are basically closed."

The self-employed shops next to it, the goods are more complete, the prices are lower, and the service attitude is not to mention, and they will greet you from afar, and sometimes the villagers can also let you pay on credit. ”

"That's it, the social situation will develop very quickly, many products sell well today, and tomorrow will be outdated," Ling Er said after touching a glass with him, "If you want to do business for a long time, there is only one way, and that is to keep up with the situation and not fix it yourself." ”

Rebirth is of course very cool for him, after all, it feels good to be a prophet.

However, it is not without harm, he is only 19 years old now, and he has prematurely lost his freshness to many things and his curiosity about the world.

If people lose their curiosity, how can they progress?

Sometimes it's a bit unfounded.

However, fortunately, there is one thing that is very gratifying to him, he has not lost his exploration of body art, he holds a wine glass in one hand, chopsticks in the other, his mouth is moving, but his eyes occasionally inadvertently look at the hotel owner Wang Ziwei.

Certainly not A, not B, then C?

It doesn't seem like it, so there is a high probability that it is D!

What a murder weapon in the world!

It's too lethal to men!

Well, she looked up, and Ling Er hurriedly turned her head and clinked glasses with Pan Youcheng.

On December 25, 1991, the Soviet Union did not change the course of its life without the instigation of Ling Er, a little butterfly, and the behemoth collapsed and was directly divided into 15 countries.

Except for Ling Er, the world was shocked.

Ling Er almost jumped up with joy, on the one hand, because the Soviets sent him money, and on the other hand, the hairy bear sacrificed himself for a happy world.

The Americans have fewer opponents and make a lot of money.

Eastern European countries can be independent, and Indians can take advantage of the depreciation of the ruble to pay off their debts.

For China, it's the same, on the side of the couch, how can you allow others to snore and sleep!

He couldn't wait to urge Wen Chunhua to go to Hong Kong.

In the anxious waiting, the final exam is not so attentive, just pass.

The school was already on vacation, and Wen Chunhua had only been out for half a month, and he felt as if it had been a century, and he was very eager to know the result.

"Look, right?" Wen Chunhua handed Ling Er two pieces of paper and a bank card, his hands trembled a little, even if the matter was determined by himself, he still couldn't believe it, he felt like he was in a dream.

He went to Hong Kong twice before and after, did nothing, just signed the papers, easily earned 2.4 million US dollars, and then left Hong Kong amid the compliments of others.

Of course, the most important thing is that in this operation, he also has his income, he invested all his net worth of 10,000 US dollars, and now he has earned more than 30,000 US dollars!

"Yes, that's right," Ling Er laughed, and he said to Liang Chengtao, "What do you say, do you keep the foreign exchange, or will I give you the renminbi?" ”

Of the $600,000, he himself has $400,000, Liang Chengtao's $150,000, and the remaining $50,000 is made up by Qiu Shaojie, Ling Long, Wen Chunhua and others.

"You and I divide each other? I guess your kid will be restless next, let's put it there first, the province will use foreign exchange to turn around, and you have to let Cai Dongjie's kid be skinned. Liang Chengtao said with a smile.

"We are the same, there is no shortage of money to spend for the time being, let's ask you again if you need to," Qiu Shaojie said with a smile, "This money is like picking it up for nothing." ”

His brothers' 20,000 became 80,000? What could be more exciting than this?

"Then I don't have to say anything." The bank account is Wen Chunhua's, of course Wen Chunhua is not afraid that someone will be able to take the money away, no matter what, he has to pass this level.

"Okay," Ling Er must have a place where there is money next, there is a lot of money and power, and he really doesn't want to return it to them for the time being, he said with a smile, "Tell me if you are short of money, I will give you RMB." ”

He can finally live a fat year with peace of mind.

He was going to drive back to his hometown with Qiu Shaojie, Ling Long and others, and before leaving, he went to Ling Daikun again.

"Not busy?" Ling Daikun was wearing a gray cotton jacket that was half-new, half-kneeling on the ground, blowing wind on the air inlet of the stove, the stove did not give face, black smoke was rising, and there was no trace of flames.

"You don't have a fan, do you?" Ling Er didn't know what to say, he took out the cinders from the air inlet with fire tongs, folded the old newspaper, and fanned it against the air inlet.

"I didn't pay attention in the middle of the night last night, and I destroyed myself." Ling Daikun picked up the stiff steamed buns on the table at the door and asked, "Have you eaten breakfast, I'll boil water to soak the steamed buns for you." ”

"What about the money I gave you? Eat this early in the morning? "He gave five hundred dollars! That's enough for a family of three for a year! What's more, Ling Daikun is still the only one!

"Yes, there's more." Ling Daikun sneered.

"Really?" Ling Er didn't believe it.

"Really." Ling Daikun was afraid that Ling Er would not believe it, so he took out a tightly wrapped plastic bag from his close-fitting pocket.

"Okay, it's good to have." Ling Er took the fire tongs and poked the hearth through, the fire was even bigger, he put the coal on it, "I'll go home tomorrow for the New Year, go back with me?" ”

"I'm fine." Ling Daikun said.

"I haven't heard from you for three years, if you could find it, you would have found it a long time ago." Ling Er sighed and said, "Pack up your things, go to where I live tonight, and leave together tomorrow morning." ”

"Coal stoves are up." Ling Daikun said, "It's a waste." ”

"Then run out and go." Ling Er went out to buy groceries.