The yellow and white ceiling, the painted balustrades, the sweaty mattresses, the outdated stickers, a simple but vivid world.

Fang Zhuo woke up with his eyes open, and it took five minutes to confirm that he was back in the green years of his junior year, and he re-established himself in the September time and space of the millennium with his weathered memories.

Then, as if from a dream, he grabbed the newspaper and crouched down by the door to read it eagerly.

The door of the dormitory was pushed open, and roommate Lin Cheng walked in with a thermos, he leisurely made himself a cup of tea, and suddenly noticed the strange behavior of his good friend.

"Hey, hey, old man, what are you doing there? Don't mess it up with me, I haven't read the newspaper I bought. ”

"I'll buy you a few more copies in two days, and I'll flip through them first. Fang Zhuo, who was squatting, said without looking back.

Lin Cheng was stunned: "What are you looking for in this eye?"

"Find money, find money, find money. Fang Zhuo said important things three times, and said again with some melancholy, "My cousin will be hospitalized in two days and needs money." ”

My cousin was hospitalized for two days, was it transferred?

Lin Cheng thought for two seconds, automatically straightened out the logic of time, and wondered: "What kind of illness? You don't need to pay for money when you are sick, besides, what are you doing when you are short ???of money?"

Fang Zhuo shook his head: "Seriously ill, her family, my family...... There is not enough money to watch the tragedy ...... again Happening right in front of my eyes. ”

He stood up, moved his numb legs, and sighed: "Now we need money, we need wealth, and in this era, wealth is hidden in the newspaper." ”

"Wealth is hidden in the newspaper?" Lin Cheng sneered, "I buy the newspaper in the dormitory every day, and I don't usually see you to see it, what kind of wealth? Why haven't I seen it?"

Fang Zhuo pursed his lips, grabbed the newspaper and took two steps, opened the curtains, and let the millennial sun shine into the dormitory of Luzhou Printing Technology School.

Starting over in life, he has a very clear understanding that most of the things in this world can be solved with money, and now it has not yet reached the information age, and the details of the wealth bred by those development waves are waiting for people with intentions in the newspapers and magazines.

Fang Zhuo spread the newspaper on Lin Cheng's usual desk, pointed to the news of a tofu block, and said: "This is a news reprinted by Xin'an Evening News from "Reference News", saying that it is to enhance competition, break the monopoly, and split and reorganize. ”

Lin Cheng said blankly: "What's wrong with that?"

Fang Zhuo opened another newspaper: "In November last year, we reached an agreement with Lao and the United States that we will join the WTO almost next year, you see, it is written here that according to the rules of the WTO, once we join, the import tariff on refined oil products will be reduced to 6% within one or two years, retail sales within three years, and wholesale within five years." ”

Lin Cheng's face was full of confusion.

"The year before last, the Ministry of Petroleum was reorganized and divided into three companies, petroleum, petrochemical, and CNOOC, all of which had to deal with the competition after joining the WTO, as well as the competition among themselves. Fang Zhuo said eloquently, "What is this kind of competition implemented in the terminal? It is the competition of gas stations." ”

"There are now many private gas stations in China, and they will be the object of full competition for oil and petrochemical. ”

Fang Zhuo turned out a copy of the "Economic Daily" again, found two pages, and pointed to a line of small words: "Look, it is said here that there are tens of thousands of private gas stations across the country. In the coming years, their prices will rise. If we have a gas station in our hands and sell it backhand, at least double the profit, 800,000 can be sold for 1.6 million, 2 million can be sold for 4 million, and we can make the same profit as picking up money!"

Lin Cheng was already full of admiration at this time.

He asked, "Do you have one at home?"

Fang Zhuo silently put away the newspaper: "No." ”

Lin Cheng: "......"

The two pondered together about what would be a bleak reality.

Lin Cheng barely digested the connection between several news, and sighed sincerely: "Old Fang, I didn't see it, you have a pair of sharp dog eyes." However, without capital, it seems that you can't make money in the face of opportunities. ”

"yes. Fang Zhuo couldn't help but sigh, this was indeed a problem.

Once, he barely mixed in the system, at that time he was a contract worker, and later resigned to start a business to do foreign trade......

Then, it's back to my junior year.

As soon as I came back, I had to face a major event that would make the whole big family gloomy for the next few years, but the time was very tight, otherwise I could sit and wait for the appreciation to buy a toilet in the capital.

In the blink of an eye, at noon, Lin Cheng went to have two lunches, and Fang Zhuo read the newspaper and chatted while eating.

Just as he was almost turning the last page of the last newspaper, a somewhat familiar name suddenly appeared in the tofu block news in his sight.

——The mixed stock reform of non-performing assets in our city is a positive discussion on industrial upgrading, which requires the correct leadership of the competent department and the active use of the capital market function.

——Chen Shuhu, general manager of Anhui Provincial Trust and Investment Company, said that he is confident that the asset replacement of Red Star Xuan Paper will be completed within the year, which will have positive reference significance for the development of related industries.

Fang Zhuo put down his chopsticks and stared at the name "Chen Shuhu", this person is not simple, he will be a big man with good development in the future.

Moreover, I once learned about him in detail out of interest, born in the countryside, rooted in finance, and conceited, well, conceited......

"What's wrong?" Lin Cheng found his friend's stopped dishes and chopsticks and a serious expression.

Fang Zhuo muttered to himself: "It's okay, it's okay, it seems that I have found a wealth password, and I am thinking about what the way to open it should be." ”

"What is this, what is he doing?" Lin Cheng was puzzled and glanced at the newspaper.

"The leader of the state-owned enterprise unit, well, the number one. Fang Zhuo tried hard to recall the relevant events he had seen and checked, he didn't remember any asset replacement work, but he still knew some typical deeds before and after.

Moreover, some of the public information can also be checked again, and Chen's upper fortune is still quite famous in the industry.

"Lin Cheng, I may be a little busy these days, you can help me take care of something at school. Fang Zhuo shook the newspaper in his hand, and had a vague idea in his heart.

Lin Cheng nodded, he reached out and took the newspaper, looked left and right, looked up and down, and didn't see the words "wealth password" from the tofu block.

However, the old party spoke conclusively before, and took what gas station as an example, which can be described as extraordinary, demeanor, graceful and far-sighted.

"Lao Fang, the password will be returned to you, if you make money in the future, don't forget me, anyway, if you eat mutton, I will drink soup." Lin Cheng handed the newspaper back and said with a smile, "The dog is rich, don't forget it." ”

"Well, if I were rich, I would let you enjoy the good fortune. ”

Lin Cheng nodded happily: "Thank you, brother." ”

Fang Zhuo's mind surged, and the idea that was not too right in his heart gradually took shape.

Well, how bold a person is, how prolific he is.