Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Ruan Xiuqin did not dwell on this topic, but talked about another thing.

She said that Ouyang Yong's grandmother passed away, and Zhang Ping's original Dragon Boat Festival wedding was postponed until after Zhang Xuan's college entrance examination.

Zhang Xuan was a little surprised: "Why are you getting married in July? In such a hot day, wouldn't all the food at the banquet be ruined?"

Ruan Xiuqin was silent for a while, and then suddenly broke the news: "Your sister is pregnant and needs to get married as soon as possible."

"What? Ouyang Yong is a bastard, how dare he?" Hearing the news, Zhang Xuan was furious. You feel good about fucking your mother, but my sister hasn't married you yet. So disrespectful.

"Keep your voice down." Ruan Xiuqin heard him yelling and quickly stopped him, then complained:

"Look at the good things you have done. This is the person you helped choose. If your sister is bullied in the future, you will not be able to escape her involvement."

"How dare he! If he bullies my sister, his legs will be broken." Although Zhang Xuan was angry, he still believed in Ouyang Yong.

I just feel depressed in my heart: How stupid is my eldest sister. My mother and aunt have repeatedly told me not to take that step before getting married. How come that bastard took advantage of her so quickly?

Sigh... I will definitely be talked about in the village from now on.

Sighing, Zhang Xuan found an excuse and hung up the phone. He didn't want to hear the news about those two weirdos, let alone take care of them.

If you want to create people, just create them. Even if you create a football team, I will treat it as invisible. Anyway, you don’t want me to raise you.

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End of May.

In the last comprehensive examination of the college entrance examination in his senior year of high school, Zhang Xuan did well and felt even better than the previous times.

As per the old rules, as soon as the exam is over, everyone gathers in the cafeteria to eat and then goes home.

Chen Risheng still clings to the topic of billiards: "After dinner, we will play a game for 50 yuan each, and the outcome will be determined by one game."

Zhang Xuan refused: "I don't want to fight you."

Chen Risheng asked angrily: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Xuan said lazily: "It's not interesting. It's just that I'm so lost now that I can't afford 50 yuan."

Chen Risheng went crazy: "Fuck you, say it again, do you believe I spit in your bowl?"

Zhang Xuan was speechless, thinking that this idiot could really do this, so he said honestly: "I don't have time. After dinner, I have to go to the train station and go to Shenzhen later."

Hearing this, the four of them looked at him.

Yang Yongjian was the first to hold back: "Why are you going to Shencheng?"

Zhang Xuan replied: "Make money."

Yang Yongjian was stunned: "How much money can you make in a few days? Are you stupid? You won't be able to get the fare back by then."

Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes and didn't want to explain, because with their knowledge, they couldn't explain it in a few words.

Chen Risheng interjected at this time: "You're not going to sell yourself, are you? If you look like you and have a figure like yours, there might be an old woman who will offer you a good price. But are you worthy of Du Shuangling?"

Zhang Xuan couldn't bear it anymore and kicked him over.

But Mi Jian looked up at him and said, "The two actresses will be turning 18 the day after tomorrow. Can you come back in time?"

Hearing Mi Jian take the initiative to say this, Zhang Xuan still didn't understand what he was saying. This was a disguised form of exaggeration to reject him that night.

I felt embarrassed for a moment, but then I stopped being embarrassed. The old man turned his head and asked the two actors:

"It's your 18th birthday. Will your parents come over the day after tomorrow?"

"will come."

Du Shuangling responded softly and told him: "They said on the phone that they would come over in the morning the day after tomorrow and then go back after having lunch with me."

"So early?"

"Um."

Zhang Xuan knew that he might be late for lunch, so he thought for a while and said: "I will come back the day after tomorrow, but it may be late. Don't wait for me to eat. If you are late, I will wait for you alone."

"Okay." Du Shuangling looked at him happily. After receiving the promise, her heart, which was originally on edge, suddenly fell to the ground. Her soft eyes were full of light at this moment.

After lunch, Zhang Xuan went straight to the train station with his canvas bag tight.

The train station is still bustling with people coming and going. Many people are carrying large snakeskin bags, all of which are preparing to go to the south to work.

After meeting Hui Sao and Sun Fucheng, they got on the train again.

This time it’s a sleeper ticket.

I got on the bus at around one o'clock in the afternoon and arrived early the next morning.

He had slept through the night and was very energetic.

Breakfast was served at a roadside stall. It was a make-do rice roll. Because it tasted not bad, the starving people ate two portions each.

Oh, no, Sun Fucheng, an old bastard, smashed his mouth and finished four servings by himself without blinking an eye. The boss was shocked.

With their stomachs full and people feeling comfortable, when the three of them walked to the Shekou Customs Gate, Zhang Xuan said to Mrs. Hui:

"That's it. I'll be safe here. It's the same as before. I'll go inside and go through the formalities, and I'll leave the freight matters at the train station to you."

"OK."

Sister-in-law Hui had already had a tacit understanding. She responded and gave Zhang Xuan a bag of money. After watching him go through the temporary procedures and enter the customs, she also took Sun Fucheng away.

After staying on the train all night, his body felt sticky and uncomfortable. Zhang Xuan originally wanted to find a temporary hotel to take a shower.

But when he thought of carrying a bag of money, he reluctantly suppressed the thought.

First, he went to the customs office building and found his uncle Ruan Dezhi.

"You sit down for a while, I have to go to a meeting first." After pouring him a glass of water, Ruan Dezhi picked up the folder and prepared to go out for the meeting.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuan said: "Uncle, you are busy first. I think I should go and complete the formalities first. I am in a hurry."

Ruan Dezhi was startled for a moment, then nodded: "That's fine. I've already said hello to them, and it's not your first time. Go on your own."

"Eh."

After drinking two glasses of water in one gulp, he went out and turned left and right. After more than half a month, Zhang Xuan came to the Finance Department again.

The clerk is still the same 30-year-old woman, but this time she has a bun, a white shirt and a suit, giving her a workplace feel.

Especially the bulging in front of her face, her youthful beauty, reminded him unconsciously of the temptation of uniforms in Japanese blockbusters.

If we were to have a game in this environment, with good lighting and photography... tsk tsk, the taste should be fine!

"You're here again." He looked at him with a smile.

"Yes, we meet again."

Zhang Xuan quickly put an end to the fantasy of youthful hormones and put the canvas bag on the counter. He smiled widely and glanced at the nameplate on his chest, Tan Lu.

"Did you sell out the goods last time?" Tan Lu lowered her head to do things while chatting with him.

"The stuff is good, don't worry about selling it." Zhang Xuan replied.

Tan Lu did the operation for a while, then at a certain moment he raised his head and said, "You need to pay 88,000."

"Okay, here it is!" Zhang Xuan was prepared, took out a small amount of money from the bag and handed it over.

There was a total of 338,000 yuan in the canvas bag.

In addition to giving him all the sales of more than 200,000 yuan from the previous batch, Mrs. Hui also borrowed tens of thousands more to add in, in order to collect the funds needed for the remaining confiscated materials.

According to Mrs. Hui's words: Business has improved and her reputation has improved. The sisters who were previously unwilling to borrow money changed their attitudes overnight and donated generously.

For this reason, Mrs. Hui even smiled and sighed: Everything is fake, only money is real.

Of course, the reason why Mrs. Hui sighed so much was why she paid herself so much money so happily.

Zhang Xuan clearly understands: The key is that people can only fawn over him if they have a promising financial future.

338,000, minus the 88,000 paid, and the other 250,000 is yours.

250,000. In less than a month, I completed the transformation from poverty to wealth.

The once poor boy is no longer seen, and now he is considered a rich man.

After the goods are sold out, Mrs. Hui will have to pay herself 150,000 yuan for the goods, which is another big sum of money.

After deducting the cost of 138,000 yuan, the total profit he earned from this batch of confiscated materials was as high as 350,000 yuan.

350,000!

350,000 in 1993!

If you don't compare with those life-hungry gold diggers, Sheshang Village is still a home of the wealthy.

Huge profits, real huge profits!

There's nothing faster or more hassle-free than this, it's just like picking up money.

His right hand couldn't help but secretly touch the money in the canvas bag, and he closed the bag tightly with satisfaction.

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