Rebirth 1989: My Unlucky Career

On the yellow mud wall, the wooden window lattice is crumbling, and the windproof plastic sheet above is also in shreds.

The wind from Changbai Mountain roared past and poured into this adobe house located in the wilderness outside Fengtian City.

The internal layout of the adobe house is very simple, with an adobe kang made of gray bricks. The kang surface is paved with adobe, but several pieces have fallen off long ago.

The mat spread on the Kang was also in a state of dilapidation, and there was an unknown amount of bamboo strips missing.

In the corner of the kang against the wall, there is a dark red wooden cabinet, but the original paint has begun to peel off.

There is a quilt on the cabinet. The quilt is bright red and covered with large peonies, dragons and phoenix patterns.

The cabinet door was half open, and a few black rags could be vaguely seen inside, but nothing else.

The table not far away is also dark red, but it is full of scars.

On the table were a kettle with peonies, a large enamel jar with portraits of great figures, a large ocean bowl that had been cured in circles, and a frame made of sorghum strips filled with needles and threads.

Next to the kang is the stove, but the fire in the stove has long been extinguished, leaving only a pile of ashes.

Zhao Zhuo, who was huddled on the kang, was hit by gusts of cold wind and shrank in discomfort.

"Why is it so cold? The air conditioner is broken?"

Zhao Zhuo muttered in confusion, and then struggled to open his eyes.

When he saw everything around him clearly, he was stunned.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and then opened them again. It was still a dilapidated adobe house, and the cold wind was still blowing.

"Am I kidnapped?"

Zhao Zhuo felt frightened for a while, thinking about everything he experienced yesterday.

Last night was the signing ceremony with Lao Maozi. A transaction of 200 million yuan was a big deal even for Zhao Zhuo, who was in his forties.

In excitement, he invited the old cats to dinner and drinks, but who knew that after drinking too much, his last memory was still being carried home by his men.

Why did I wake up and find myself here?

Just when he couldn't figure it out, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his mind.

A large number of unfamiliar memories poured into his mind, like a raging beast, and he was unable to breathe due to the impact.

The original owner of this body, another Zhao Zhuo, gave all his memories from childhood to last night to the current Zhao Zhuo.

It took a full hour for the headache to disappear.

Zhao Zhuo held his head and gasped for air, cold sweat already soaking through his clothes.

And the identity of his current body also appeared in his mind.

The original owner of this body, also named Zhao Zhuo, was young, just twenty years old, and was from Fengtian.

When I graduated from high school, I caught up with the tide of reform and vowed not to join a factory or be a worker. Regardless of my parents' objections, I followed my uncle who went to sea to make a living in the south.

In two or three years, I managed to save more than 10,000 yuan.

I heard a while ago that there was trouble in Big Brother Su's country. The people were living in poverty and lacked food and clothing.

Many people brought socks, hats and so on, and they could exchange them for many good things.

Zhao Zhuo was moved, and returned to Fengtian with more than 10,000 yuan, and asked a friend to find a partnership with a businessman who always went to the capital of Suzhou to do business.

At the beginning, the two of them had a good discussion, buying tickets and looking for manufacturers. The partner was very enthusiastic, thoughtful in every aspect, and acted very enthusiastically, just like a serious businessman.

After several days of contact, Zhao Zhuo also believed him and gave him all his capital.

But who knew that the guy actually took the money and ran away, leaving him only a two-way ticket to and from Moscow, the capital of the Soviet Union.

Zhao Zhuo was angry and anxious. He was so helpless that he did not dare to go home and hid dejectedly in this adobe house in the suburbs.

Relying on the help of a few friends, I got through a few days.

Zhao Zhuo, who had no capital, was disheartened and resorted to drinking every day to relieve his sorrows, feeling like a waste.

Last night, I had another heavy drink. After drinking too much, I didn’t even have time to cover myself with the quilt, and I was frozen to death.

After sorting out his memories, Zhao Zhuo finally accepted the fact that he had returned to the winter of 1989 in Fengtian.

"I was actually reborn!"

Zhao Zhuo couldn't believe that he lived to be forty years old and had a net worth of more than one billion. Why was he suddenly reborn?

"My money!"

Zhao Zhuo was heartbroken. His biggest hobby in life was making money. The key was that he didn't like making money from his compatriots. He just liked to deal with foreigners and make money from foreigners.

Although he felt very uncomfortable, Zhao Zhuoren had experienced many storms in his middle age and quickly accepted this fact.

"Damn it, this is the opportunity God has given me. No one else can make money from Big Brother Su's money, but I can!"

Zhao Zhuo had the most dealings with Lao Maozi in his previous life, and he was quite clear about the recent history of the Su Kingdom.

Many bad guys made their fortune by doing business with Big Brother Su.

After experiencing the initial uneasiness, Zhao Zhuo quickly became excited.

Although he had a big business in his previous life, he was essentially a bad guy. Now is the time for people like him. If he doesn't get rich, who will?

But Zhao Zhuo, who was extremely excited, was quickly poured cold water on reality.

"Where's the capital? Now you don't have a penny, how can you do business?"

Zhao Zhuo got up from the kang, stretched his stiff body, put on a military coat, and wrapped himself in a quilt, trying to keep himself warm as much as possible to avoid freezing to death again.

While shivering for warmth, he thought about his plan.

In today's era, it doesn't matter whether you can do business or not. If you want to make a fortune, it depends on your courage.

Zhao Zhuo suddenly remembered that when he followed the liar to talk to other businessmen traveling to and from Moscow, he got a piece of news.

Machinery in a textile factory outside Moscow is for sale!

For the original Zhao Zhuo, this news may be of little use.

But for Zhao Zhuo now, that is of great use!

He thought to himself that he was already at the end of his rope anyway, so he might as well give it a try!

"Give it a try and your bicycle will turn into a motorcycle! Without capital, can I still do business?"

He threw away the quilt, put on his military coat, covered himself tightly, and walked in the direction of his parents' house in his memory.

Zhao Zhuo doesn't have money, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have other things. It doesn't mean he has never done it before. In this era, the speed of information transmission is slow, but it is easier to do it.

As soon as I walked out of the adobe house, I felt a chill coming to my face.

In the distance are factories, with large chimneys puffing out thick smoke, a majestic view of a large industrial city.

The asphalt-paved roads are full of potholes, but compared to the roads in other cities of this era, they are pretty good.

After walking through the wilderness, Zhao Zhuocai arrived at Fengtian.

The city of Fengtian finally has a modern atmosphere. There are very few cars on the street, but you can finally see a few, and more of them are people riding bicycles.

Looking around, you can see that they are full of clothes in black, white and gray, with an occasional touch of green. Like Zhao Zhuo, he is wearing a military coat.

Both sides of the street are lined with small businesses and hawkers setting up stalls. There are almost no small shops, and there are only bookstores and video stores.

After passing through the crowd, Zhao Zhuo returned home. It was already noon.

Zhao Zhuo's parents both work in the sugar factory. The two elders were having lunch at this time, but their faces were full of worry.

Seeing Zhao Zhuo walking into the house with a haggard expression, the two elders suddenly relaxed, while Zhao Zhuo's mother was suddenly filled with tears.