Rebirth of the Wild Age

"Flowers bloom and fall, flowers bloom and fall. Long years, long rivers."

"A myth is like a wave, and a myth is like a teardrop."

"There is you in gathering and parting, there is me in gathering and parting, you and I are passing by in a hurry..."

At eight o'clock in the evening, "Feng Shen Bang" was playing on TV, and Mao Amin's singing voice was still so beautiful.

That broken TV station in Rongping City only picks up other people's leftover dramas. "Feng Shen Bang", which was filmed three years ago, is still "first broadcast" on Rongping City TV Station, and the ratings are frighteningly high.

These days, except for some urbanites who have installed closed-circuit televisions, most ordinary people can only receive three channels, namely the central station, the provincial station and the city station. Last year, when the 83 edition of "Shooting the Condors" was "premiered" on the city's TV station, it immediately caused a sensation in the city, and even those who sold pirated novels made a fortune.

It's a pity that the whole family is not in the mood to watch TV. Guo Xiaolan kept calling to find connections, and finally got an appointment with a deputy mayor to talk about the bankruptcy of the canning factory.

Song Weiyang went back to his room silently, playing Michael Jackson's pirated tapes with Sony's genuine walkman. MJ's tapes are very hard to find, not to mention genuine ones, even pirated ones are obtained from provincial capitals.

Song Weiyang picked up the piggy bank next to the computer monitor while listening to the song.

The ceramic blue fat man, the bamboo dragonfly on his head can be opened, and Song Weiyang can stuff it inside when he has change.

Shake it, rattle rattle, and then hit the ground with a bang, coins mixed with broken porcelain scattered and splashed, and some banknotes were mixed in between.

Song Weiyang picked it up and counted slowly, the total was 103 yuan, 80 cents and 6 cents. This amount of money was obviously not enough, so he rummaged through the boxes and cabinets based on his memory, and finally found a few passbooks in the bookcase—they were lucky money given by the elders in the past, and there were more than 4,000 yuan, which was not a small amount in 1993.

With the start-up capital, you can go out and give it a try.

Song Weiyang did not choose to persuade his mother and elder brother. Although he was sure of revitalizing the cannery, the operation was too laborious. First of all, it is necessary to buy fresh fruit on credit from fruit farmers, and then it is necessary to persuade workers to restart work, and cooperative enterprises need to provide newly designed packaging boxes and glass jars.

Others are not fools, who will cooperate with you if you have no money?

The most urgent task is to get a sum of money, tens of millions or so, at least let the fruit growers, workers and cooperative enterprises see hope.

Song Weiyang found out his schoolbag and put away the change and passbook. His mother, elder brother, and elder sister-in-law were still discussing the details of the bankruptcy. He walked straight through the living room to his parents' bedroom and found two sets of his father's suits from the closet.

This is the necessary equipment for going out to make money. The young Song Weiyang already has a tender face, and he can barely support the scene in a suit.

"Ding dong, ding dong!"

When returning to the living room, the doorbell rang suddenly.

It wasn't the debt collectors who came, but Song Weiyang's uncle and uncle.

When the Song family was prosperous, Song Weiyang's three uncles all got benefits, and all became workers and became urban household registrations. As a result, when Song Shumin had an accident, the second uncle and the younger uncle were laid off immediately, and only the hardworking uncle remained in the factory.

The second uncle and the second aunt belonged to the white-eyed wolf, and they started to complain about the Song family, thinking that it was Song Shumin who prevented them from being workers. They were even afraid that the Song family would ask them to borrow money, so they cut off contact directly, and hadn't moved around for two or three months.

"Brother, youngest, why are you here? Sit down and eat some fruit." Guo Xiaolan hurriedly greeted.

Unlike the second uncle who is selfish and greedy, the eldest uncle is simple and honest, while the younger uncle is purely greedy.

The uncle was wearing the work clothes of the factory, his hands were full of calluses, he took out a plastic bag and said, "Sister, I heard what happened today. I took a leave of absence in the afternoon and went to the bank to withdraw the money. Thirty-eight thousand One thousand yuan, you should take it for emergency treatment first."

My brother-in-law, on the other hand, dressed up brightly, wearing famous brands all over his body, and sprayed mousse on his hair. He said a little embarrassedly: "Sister, I can't save money. I only have more than a thousand. Don't think it's too little."

Guo Xiaolan quickly declined: "Take it back quickly."

The uncle persuaded: "They are all from my own family, so don't be polite."

My uncle lit a cigarette, and Diao said coolly, "That's right, my family doesn't care about those things. If you have difficulties in the future, just ask. At worst, I won't smoke Hongtashan, and I will smoke Hongmei if I feel wronged."

Song Weiyang held his suit in his arms, and couldn't help jokingly said: "Uncle, when I make money, I promise to let you smoke imported cigarettes every day."

The uncle said cheerfully, "You don't need foreign cigarettes, you can use soft Chinese cigarettes."

In her previous life, my uncle had been living a free and easy life until he was 38 years old before marrying his son. Unexpectedly, the beautiful wife ran away with a rich man. In order to raise his long-term sick son, the uncle drove a taxi from dawn to dusk all day long. He even quit smoking. Later, with the help of Song Weiyang, he opened a small supermarket.

No matter whether he can help or not, Song Weiyang will definitely keep in mind the brother-in-law's help in a timely manner.

As for the white-eyed wolf of the second uncle, hehe, let's not mention it.

Anyway, the two uncles still insisted on keeping the money, and left together without even taking a sip of water.

Guo Xiaolan sighed, put the money away, and said to her son and daughter-in-law: "Go to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow, I have an appointment with Deputy Mayor Hao to discuss bankruptcy. Boss, you can count 50,000 yuan in your wallet. Remember to bring the Moutai in the cupboard too. Second child, don’t worry about it, and review your homework at home.”

Song Qizhi immediately ran to get the Moutai from the cabinet, while Song Weiyang quietly went back to his room to pack his luggage.

...

The next day, early in the morning.

Mother and eldest brother went out to run errands with gifts, and Song Weiyang also slipped away with a bulging schoolbag on his back, pressing a note with the mouse: "Mom, I'm going to make money. Don't worry, I'll be back when school starts at the latest."

When passing by the living room, he found his elder brother's 81-style military stab on the coffee table, so Song Weiyang picked it up and put it in his schoolbag.

First came to the bank, Song Weiyang took out more than ten passbooks and ID cards, put them on the counter and said, "Withdraw money."

The teller was a middle-aged woman with big arms and a round waist. She calculated the amount, and seeing that Song Weiyang was only 17 years old, she immediately transformed into 007, and said vigilantly, "A few thousand dollars? Call your parents to get it."

Well, a few thousand dollars is really a lot of money these days, especially in a small southwestern city like this.

Song Weiyang could only mention his father's name again: "Auntie, my father is Song Shumin. Song Shumin, do you know? This is all the lucky money I saved before."

The aunt at the teller suddenly realized, and immediately started to process, and quickly cashed the money.

When Song Weiyang took the money and left the bank, the teller's aunt was refreshed instantly, her face flushed, and she left her seat to gossip with her colleagues: "I heard that Song Shumin was sentenced to more than eight years in prison, and his family was blocked by debtors and he dared not go out. Now His son has come to collect the New Year's money, it must be used to pay off the debt, tsk tsk, the days to come will be sad."

The colleague quickly finished the business in hand, ignored the next customer who was waiting to withdraw the money, and chatted happily: "Who says no, this person is unlucky. Song Shumin used to be very beautiful. Last year, he gave money to his mother-in-law. After the birthday, even our vice president has to go to drink in person. Now it is miserable, not to mention that he is in jail, and his wife and son are still in debt."

"Song Shumin is still a bit wronged. The winery is obviously his own, but now he is sentenced to corruption and bribery."

"Wrong fart! Do you know how many assets he transferred? Tens of millions! If you really want to punish him for this crime, it's enough for him to sit in prison."

"That's true."

"The management of the winery has been knocked down a bunch. After Song Shumin's trial is over, the others' cases can be determined. You see, there are still a bunch of people who will be sentenced for three to five years."

"..."

The two tellers chatted wildly, but the customer who was waiting to do business became impatient and urged, "Hey, is your bank still open?"

The teller aunt was also annoyed, and immediately turned back: "Why are you arguing? If you continue to quarrel, I won't do it for you!"

"What's your attitude?" The customer said angrily.

The teller aunt did not show any weakness: "I have this attitude! If you are good, report it to the leader and see if I can be fired!"

"Hey, I have to reflect today, what the hell!"

"You still dare to yell at me? Okay, you want to withdraw the money, right? I won't give it to you today!"

Three hours later, the customer began to give in, and smiled softly: "Sister, please do me a favor, I was wrong today, I spoke too aggressively."

The teller's aunt was arrogant, and snorted coldly: "It's your fault in the first place, and you have nothing to do, just mess around with me."

"Then my money?"

"It's almost time to get off work, you can pick it up in the afternoon."

...

Carrying a schoolbag full of personal belongings, his father's briefcase in his hand, and 4,638 yuan and 86 cents, Song Weiyang finally boarded the train to the provincial capital—his ultimate goal was to transfer to a special zone.

Since the great man toured the south last year, the spring breeze of reform has blown across the land, and the whole of China has become crazy and restless.

People wash away the last trace of innocence, and try their best to "see money and respect". Countless employees of state-owned enterprises and civil servants choose to go to sea to do business, opening a barbaric and crazy material age.

These days, "going to the sea" represents doing business, not worrying about entering the business from an island country action movie girl.

Of course, in terms of making money, the goals of the two are the same.

The times make heroes, and those who chose to go to sea last year were later collectively referred to as the "92 School", leaving a strong mark in the history of Chinese business. They founded Guardian Auction, Taikang Life Insurance, Vantone Group, Huiyuan Group, Conghui Company, International Futures Company...

China in the early 1990s was full of wildness, and the reform desires that had been accumulated for many years were completely released, and everything seemed to be growing wildly.

Many acts that will be clearly illegal in the future are gray and ambiguous at this time. Countless loopholes are waiting for you to take advantage of, and the government and public opinion encourage you to take advantage of them, because no one knows whether these things are beneficial or harmful to reform, and both the government and the people need to try.

In the process of crossing the river by feeling the stones, the hero and the liar go hand in hand.

There are two super liars, one is Wang Hongcheng who invented "water to oil", and the other is Shen Taifu who invented "energy-saving motor". Both of them cheated to the level of the national ministries and commissions, and Shen Taifu even won the praise of Fei Xiaotong. They are still at large at this moment, but it won't be long before Shen Taifu will be sentenced to execution next year.

By the way, Mr. Fei Xiaotong, the master of the Republic of China, turned into a super poisonous milk after the reform and opening up. It can be said that whoever dies, he wrote many articles to praise the "Southern Jiangsu Model", but the "Southern Jiangsu Model" collapsed after ten years of prosperity, and he wrote an article to praise the "Great Wall Model", as a result, Shen Taifu was shot dead soon.

As for business heroes, there are many, among which there are two who are the most popular.

One hero is Shi Yuzhu, who is a well-deserved youth entrepreneurial idol. At this time, Shi Yuzhu's image was extremely inspirational. A young man from the border town came to the special economic zone with his luggage on his back. He started from scratch with high technology, and he was sitting on hundreds of millions of assets in a few years, and his money came clean. Until more than ten years later, when people mentioned Shi Yuzhu again, the only impressions of him were "Melatonin", "Golden Partner", "Zhengtu" and "Godfather of Krypton Gold".

Another hero was Mou Zhong, who was recognized as a business genius at this time. This gentleman wrote an article "Where is China Going" in 1974 and was sentenced to death. Fortunately, by accident, he was forgotten in prison. Three years ago, Mou Zhongzhong traded canned food for airplanes as an intermediary, and earned 100 million yuan from the change of hands, and became famous all over the country for a while. In the next few years, he will also propose a series of unconstrained ideas, such as blasting a hole in the Himalayas and introducing warm and humid air from the Indian Ocean to transform the arid areas of Northwest China. In the end he also became a liar and ended up in life imprisonment.

In China in the 1990s, there were no academic entrepreneurs at all, and they were all Fauvists who did not play their cards according to common sense.

Even graduates from prestigious schools, even high-ranking officials are equally keen to take risks, because the money will come in too quickly.

In the original words of the owner of Sanjiu Weitai Zhao: "There are so many assets idle in the society. This is a great opportunity for Sanjiu to go down the mountain to pick peaches. Don't miss it. After passing this village, this shop will disappear!" So , Boss Zhao went down the mountain to pick peaches everywhere, and finally choked himself to death, leaving a mess and going to prison.

This is a wild age full of vitality, and gold is everywhere.

What a capable and visionary person lacks is not the opportunity to make a fortune, but the self-control in the face of benefits!

There is too much gold, some are poisonous, and some hide knives. A little carelessness can kill the gold picker and cut him to death.

Song Weiyang used to be ignorant in the 1990s. When he returned to the age of 17, he found countless gold mountains piled up in front of him. All he needs to do is to identify which gold is poisonous and which gold mountain hides knives, and just avoid it.

But now that the family's dire situation didn't allow Song Weiyang to be cautious, he had to put on a thrilling performance.

If Song Weiyang had a system in his mind, he would definitely be given a task at this time: "Please make a full 1 million within two months!"

It's a pity that there is no system, and there is no novice gift package.

A seventeen-year-old boy, walking in a leisurely manner, with only his bare hands, he can fight for his own sky in the turbulent rivers and lakes.