"Hiss......"

Covering his heavy forehead, Chen Weidong opened his eyes.

When I saw the ceiling above me, my thoughts turned into a mess.

"Where is this?"

A familiar small room, rusty old-fashioned windows, cracked wall skin, and a movie poster of "Flying High in the Dark" are nailed.

Andy spreads his arms in the rain, greedily breathing in the free air.

"This movie, it's been many years..."

Chen Weidong muttered.

When his gaze swept to the wall calendar in the corner, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he bounced up from the sofa.

"What's the situation?!"

"May 24, 1996!"

Touching the numbers on it and confirming that there was no dazzle, Chen Weidong was shocked.

Turn your head.

Double Happiness cigarette butts scattered on the ground, mountains of fast food boxes, stinky socks that never wash......

You can't be wrong, this is the rental house where his third uncle, who has been deceased for many years, once lived!

He will never forget who else can be so sloppy except for the third uncle!

Reborn?! Or back to the nineties!

In the original time and space.

Chen Weidong, who was at the peak of his life, took advantage of the wave of state-owned enterprise reform and reorganization to set off a new round of bull market in the stock market.

The market soared by 5,000 points.

The economist shouted, "Ten thousand points can be expected!" ”

However, just when the market was doing well, the market took a sharp turn.

The index plummeted by 500 points, and 1,000 shares fell to the limit.

It has set a record for the highest single-day decline in the history of the Chinese stock market.

Institutions and shareholders trampled on each other, billions of wealth evaporated in an instant, and countless people climbed to the rooftop overnight to inspect the last scenery.

Meanwhile.

Chen Weidong was also quietly plotted by his best brother, and the leakage of the internal delivery order quickly attracted an investigation.

Countless media outlets seemed to be discussing, frantically criticizing him, and various conspiracy theories emerged one after another.

The spearhead is directed at Chen Weidong.

For a time, Qianfu pointed out.

Chen Weidong was speechless, and under the impetus of high-level ghosts, he was even labeled as the "culprit of the stock market crash".

A generation of legendary stock gods is in prison.

The court sentenced him to 20 years in prison, freezing all his assets, and banning him from the securities market for life.

So far.

In the following decades, despite the ups and downs of the Chinese stock market, it has never been able to return to the position of 5,000 points, which has become an eternal pain in the hearts of countless shareholders.

......

After a long prison life, Chen Weidong understands that wealth is only a passing moment.

Tea and light rice, this remnant of life, is his only wish.

However, the trees want to be quiet and the wind does not stop.

On the day Chen Weidong was released from prison, he encountered a roaring mud truck, and he couldn't dodge it at all, and was crushed on the spot......

When I woke up, I saw this scene in front of me.

Outside the window, cicadas chirp.

Harsh sunlight streamed through the dense banyan trees, stamping the ground with sparkling spots the size of copper coins.

In May, it is already very hot.

Chen Weidong leaned against the window, overlooking the old street below.

Several grandmothers gathered together and spoke obscure local Cantonese, which could be vaguely heard, Tsim Sha Tsui, workmanship, and other words.

In this era of Xiangjiang, the problem of aging has begun to become prominent, and it will be even more severe in ten years, and many elderly people will have to work until they are in their sixties and seventies before retiring......

"Ah Wei, you're awake, I'm really tired~"

Just when Chen Weidong was full of thoughts, a man about thirty years old broke in.

Leather shoes, suits and ties, index fingers flick to light cigarette ash, and gestures, all reveal the style of a chic brother.

This is Chen Weidong's third uncle.

Chen Jie.

Akarin's hometown is recognized as an "upper-class person", "a promising youth", and "the hope of the whole village......

There are also numerous titles, so I won't elaborate on them all.

In layman's terms, he is the most beautiful boy in the village.

I think that at the beginning, Chen Weidong was fooled by him and came to Xiangjiang several times.

"Stop smoking, it's not a good thing."

Seeing the smoke, Chen Weidong frowned slightly, raised his hand to grab the cigarette from the third uncle's mouth, threw it on the ground and stepped on it a few times.

About ten years later, the third uncle in front of him will be tormented by lung cancer and thin into a craggy skinny body.

Even though Chen Weidong had endless wealth at that time, he couldn't save the third uncle's life, and could only watch him die in pain.

In order not to make him repeat the mistakes of the past, it is urgent to quit smoking.

"Yo he, you kid is out of breath, and you dare to take care of my business?"

The third uncle's face was stunned, a little surprised, Ah Wei, who is usually a little shy, how can he seem to be a different person today, and even speaking has an unquestionable momentum.

Pedal Pedal ......

Just as Chen Weidong was about to speak, there was a sudden sound of heavy, hurried footsteps in the corridor....

"Ah Wei, hide!"

The third uncle's face changed greatly, and he instantly fell to the ground regardless of his image, wanting to get under the bed.

"Ugh."

Chen Weidong stood by the window and smiled bitterly, instantly remembering some bad memories.

Boom!!

The door was kicked open violently, and there was a fierce wave of qi.

Seven or eight fierce men rushed in in an instant, crowding this small room of less than ten square meters, and the thick smell of sweat rushed into the nasal cavities, and even the air became hot.

"Hehe, where are they?"

"Chen Jie, you owe my eldest brother three million, it's time to deal with it, right?"

The man in the suit in the lead stepped forward quickly, pulled out the third uncle who was shivering and shivering under the bed, gently patted the dust on his body, and stroked his somewhat wrinkled collar, which was completely a picture of an old friend reminiscing.

"Three million, what's the joke?"

Chen Weidong's expression was stunned, thinking that he had heard it wrong, although he knew that the third uncle was a bastard, it was impossible to owe so much, right?

You must know that in the 90s, the richest man in many parts of the mainland could not come up with so much money.

"It's 800,000! I only borrowed 800,000! The third uncle's face turned pale, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, and his voice trembled a little in defense.

Seeing this, a hint of fierceness flashed in the man's eyes, and then he smiled again and said, "I said that I would pay it off in a month, but now it's been three months, and the rest is interest." ”

"But the interest is too high, how can I pay it back?!"

The third uncle's throat squirmed, swallowed his saliva, and said with a frightened face, his eyes still rolling from time to time, and he glanced out of the window slightly.

Chen Weidong understood in seconds, but he shook his head with a very small amplitude, and signaled the third uncle not to take risks, the height of the three-story building, if you don't get it, you will really fall to death, let alone run away.

"That's your problem, otherwise...... You should know our 14K rules. ”

The man in the suit didn't seem to see the third uncle's small move, picked up the lighter on the table next to him, lit a cigarette, and said with a playful expression.

"Brother Xiong, don't talk nonsense with him, let's take this kid's hand as interest first." A bald man with a meaty face next to him was already very impatient, he took out a machete that emitted a cold light, and walked straight towards the third uncle.

"Don't!! …”

The third uncle screamed in horror, kept retreating, and retreated to the corner of the wall.

Chen Weidong frowned, he didn't know how the third uncle could get into trouble with the underworld, this seemed to be different from the memory of his previous life.

"Brother Xiong! Please forgive me a few more days, I...."

Syllable!!

Before the third uncle could finish speaking, the bald man slapped him violently.

"Hold you up, Brother Xiong is what you can call?"

"Catch this decrepit!"

Ignore the third uncle's wailing and begging for mercy.

Several big men rushed up, picked up the third uncle who was paralyzed on the ground, and pressed him on the table.

One of the horses held down his hand to prevent him from retracting.

The bald man smirked, his face trembled, and he quickly raised his knife and slashed down.

"Wait!!"

"Ah!!h

A dull chopping sound sounded.

The third uncle screamed, rolled his eyes, and fainted on the spot.

Chen Weidong glanced at it.

The sharp blade, almost rubbing the third uncle's hand, slashed on the table.

"Boy, what do you have to say?"

The man in the suit spat out a smoke ring in his mouth, squinted his eyes, and stared at Chen Weidong.

From the moment he entered, he noticed that the young man was unusually calm.

Even if he heard that he was going to cut off his hands, he still didn't change his face, which is not something ordinary people can do at all.

Or rather, not something that teenagers can do......

"I'll help him pay back three million, but I'll need a few days." Being stared at viciously by a group of people, Chen Weidong said lightly.

"Huh, just you? Can you come up with three million? ”

The bald man spoke contemptuously, his face was full of disbelief, and the person who could take out three million would live in such a place? Isn't there no poor people in Xiangjiang anymore?

"Yes, but what if you can't get it out in a few days?"

The man in the suit looked solemn, he only cared about whether he could get the money, as for who made it, it didn't matter.

"So what? Both lives are in your hands. Chen Weidong shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands out, making it clear what he meant to be a scoundrel.

"you, young man, don't be too arrogant!"

In the face of a "hob meat" like Chen Weidong, the bald man couldn't help but kick the table, if everyone is like this, how can their gang collect debts?

Chen Weidong smiled, and his contempt was overflowing.

Don't look at the very good looks of these people in Xiangjiang now, they will all be 97 soon, how many days can these grasshoppers after the autumn jump?

The third uncle lying on the table was already soaked, his legs were trembling constantly, and he had never thought that he would be so frightened by pretending to be dead.

In his opinion, Ah Wei's appearance is really young and ignorant.

Brother Xiong, nicknamed "Bear", a character who doesn't really talk much, a character like a 14K "military advisor".

Not long ago, a man talked to him like this, and at night he was cut into hundreds with a knife and thrown into the sea to feed the sharks.

The scene was extremely "ferocious. ”

……

The man in the suit was silent for a moment, took a few puffs of his cigarette, tapped his fingers on the countertop, and said:

"At the end of the month, I'll collect the money."

After speaking, he glanced at Chen Weidong meaningfully.

Turn and leave.

Obviously, this condition is acquiesced.

A few breaths later.

The sound of footsteps in the corridor faded away.

The third uncle hurriedly got up and asked:

"Ah Wei, where did you get the three million? Your parents are both farming, and they only earn a few thousand yuan a year, so why don't we run back to the mainland? ”

"If you can't go, it's better to find a way to solve the three million."

Hearing the third uncle's bad idea, Chen Weidong leaned on the sofa and sighed slightly, there are less than seven days until the end of the month, where can I get three million?

Running away will definitely not work.

If people dare to give you time, they are not afraid of you running.

There must be someone in the vicinity watching their every move.

"Ugh."

Thinking of this, Chen Weidong was a little bored, picked up the cigarette case casually, and took out a cigarette from it.

Seeing this, the third uncle hurriedly took out a lighter and respectfully helped Chen Weidong light the fire.

Now he finally saw it.

This nephew of his own is really hidden.

In such a critical situation just now, he can still calmly talk to the people of "Brother Xiong".

It's also too strong.

Could it be that all the cowardice of the past was pretended?

Chen Weidong didn't know about the third uncle's Xiao Jiujiu.

He took a deep puff of his cigarette and kept recalling the events of 1996.

As a reborn, the "prophet" of this era, any event that makes the news means opportunity.

When one day, rebirth becomes a reality, what can we grasp?

Buying a lottery ticket?

Don't think about it, it's not reliable at all, do you think you can hit it if you buy that number?

Do you want to trade again?

No, it doesn't work either.

Chen Weidong shook his head secretly and rejected the idea.

Although I am confident in my technology, it is simply impossible to make three million in a few days.

Because he now lacks the most important thing, the principal.

Time and money are inherently linked.

People don't get rich out of thin air, except by robbery.

"Huh~"

"Robbery?!"

Chen Weidong suddenly thought of something, stood up suddenly, and shouted:

"Third uncle! Do you know Zhang Ziqiang?! ”

The third uncle, who was flustered and anxiously walking, was taken aback by Chen Weidong's actions.

Said blankly: "What Zhang Ziqiang?" ”

"It's Zhang Ziqiang who robbed the car!"

After Chen Weidong's prompting, the third uncle finally remembered this person.

The name Zhang Ziqiang is a household name in Xiangjiang.

As early as a few years ago, the ruthless people who dared to rob the car.

That's HK$160 million.

was later arrested, and a gold medal barrister was specially invited to defend him.

The most outrageous thing is that it even won.

The court acquitted him on the grounds of insufficient evidence.

Not only that, Zhang Ziqiang also falsely accused others of framing him in turn.

In the end, it ended with the Hong Kong government authorities compensating Zhang Ziqiang with 8 million Hong Kong dollars.

......

"But what does this have to do with us?" The third uncle wondered.

Chen Weidong leaned into his ear and said, "According to the news, Zhang Ziqiang ......"

All we have to do is...

So...

It's not...

"What?! Will this work? ”

The third uncle's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, he didn't know where Ah Wei got the news.

"If it doesn't work, it has to be done, this is the fastest way to make money at the moment." Chen Weidong snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and said in a deep voice.

......

Afternoon, May 29, 1996.

A limousine departs from Heung Kong Central and heads for Deep Water Bay.

When the car drove to Shoucheng Mountain Road, it was suddenly stopped by several vans.

Seven or eight robbers armed with hot weapons rushed out of the car in an instant, brutally forcing the people in the car to get out of the car.

Because the car is equipped with bulletproof glass, bullets cannot break the windows.

In a stalemate, the leader of the kidnappers had to take out high explosives and put them on the roof of the car.

The driver, fearing that his employer would be injured, was forced to open the car door...

A few hours later.

The super-rich man in Xiangjiang, Lin Jiacheng, received a call in a mansion halfway up the mountain.

The other end of the phone said that Lin Zeju, the son of the Lin family, had been kidnapped, and the amount of ransom demanded was 2 billion Hong Kong dollars.

"Money is not an issue, I will arrange it immediately, but I ask for an interview with you."

Faced with the kidnappers' extortion, the calm Lin Jiacheng put forward his own requirements.

Thereupon.

A negotiation of the century quietly unfolded in the Lin family's mansion......

Bell bell bell ~

Just when Lin Jiacheng was anxiously waiting for Zhang Ziqiang to come to the door at home, the phone in the living room rang again.

"Hey, Brother Cheng?"

Lin: "I'm Lin Jiacheng, are you?" ”

"I know about Ling Gongzi's kidnapping, and I ......"

Hearing the voice in the microphone, Lin Jiacheng was shocked, how could anyone else know about his son's kidnapping?

Moreover, how will the other party know their home phone number?

As soon as the incident happened, he arranged for the housekeeper to block the news.

I didn't call the police, and I didn't even tell my family to ask, only explaining that my son was on a business trip and needed to come back in a few days.

Lin: "This... Can you speak further? ”

"I'm right on your doorstep."

Lin: "I'll call someone to bring you in right away." ”

A few minutes later.

A childish young man strode in and said with a smile:

"Brother Cheng, I've admired my name for a long time."

Lin Jiacheng was very surprised, he didn't expect the person on the phone to be so young!

After years of self-cultivation, he did not despise the other party because of this, but hurriedly said: "Young man, to make a long story short, Zhang Ziqiang is coming soon." ”

"Brother Cheng, don't worry, we've ......"

Chen Weidong sat down on the sofa in the living room and briefly told Lin Jiacheng about their plans.

Although there is a certain risk, you must know that even if Zhang Ziqiang is given a ransom, the other party may not keep his promise to release him.

After a few minutes of struggling and thinking.

Lin Jiacheng finally nodded slowly and reluctantly agreed to this plan.