The rise of the reborn hero

"As long as you are hammering nails, these nails will definitely come out. If you don’t stand up, you won’t have the right to speak. Without a voice, they have no control over the community."

Su Pingnan once said this to Rebecca and Su Wenwen on the phone,"To take precautions before they happen, in the two years before the aircraft takes flight, any Hutchison that appears quickly must be investigated."

Jinxiu Group has already regarded Hutchison as its treasure. Su Wenwen looked at the gray boy who suddenly appeared in front of him, and immediately became alert. The way this man appeared was so shocking.

Such a big scene, in this way Appearing on the scene will undoubtedly immediately establish a huge prestige among these dwarf mules who worship violence.

It's okay if it is unintentional, but if it is intentional, then this person must be killed. This is Su Wenwen's truest thought at that moment......

Jinxiu Group is constantly moving forward, and Su Wenwen is also constantly making changes.

Su Wenwen knew that he was no longer the young man who followed Brother Nan to conquer the world with his blood and desperation. Now he was already a prince of the Jinxiu Group.

Changes in status also require him to adapt.

In the eyes of everyone at the top of Jinxiu, Su Wenwen is equal to Su Dingbei's existence.

He grew up with Su Pingnan and is one of the oldest members of Jinxiu. To put it bluntly, if something unexpected happens to Su Pingnan, he is even more likely to take over the Jinxiu Group than Su Dingbei.

Su Pingnan never regarded him as an outsider.

This can be seen from the arrangement of seats and toasts at the Su family's annual New Year's Eve dinner.

Su Pingnan did not hide the reason why he went back to take over Jinxiu Aquatic Products this time. Su Wenwen already knew that someone was thinking about Jinxiu. Therefore, based on the idea of ​​​​three cunning rabbits, Su Wenwen did not allow any surprises in his plan to dominate the entire underground world of Hong Kong City.

No matter who wants to touch Su Pingnan, he should first step over Su Wenwen's body.

This was a decision he made when he was still called Big Tou. He, Su Wenwen, will always be the Big Tou who follows Brother Nan, and he will not change it even if he dies.............

In the early 1980s, many earth-shaking changes in the Xia Kingdom had quietly begun, but many places were still as stubborn as a stone.

For example, Sujiacun.

Sujia Village, a place only thirty kilometers away from the nearest town, has a strong folk custom. This can be seen from the fact that the men in the commune will practice martial arts together every now and then.

The adults were fighting passionately, greeting each other's eighteen generations of ancestors with all kinds of country slang, completely unaware of the fact that the other party and themselves were the same ancestors.

The children and aunts were not to be outdone. Although they were not good at fighting, they had no problem helping with words. For a while, there were all kinds of dirty words and dirty words, and their fists and feet were all mixed together.

Every time at this time, Su Wenwen's eyes would be full of envy as he squatted in the corner and watched the excitement. Not for anything else, just because he also wants a father who can support him and make decisions.

Severe malnutrition made his body much smaller than other children of the same age, which also made his head appear very large. So Su Wenwen’s first nickname in life was Big Tou.

"Big head, big head, don't worry about rain."

The dust kicked up by several children of about the same age made Su Wenwen squint his eyes. He raised his head vigorously, and his childlike face showed a hint of flattery that was completely inconsistent with his age.

He did not dare to resist, even if these guys He also poured some loess into his collar.

If he resisted, he would be beaten.

The beating was very painful. Last time, it was because he was too angry and punched back. It was this move that caused him to be beaten alive for more than half an hour, until he He couldn't stand it until he begged for mercy, and one of the white-edged shoes that his mother had worked so hard to buy was lost. After returning home, his mother sighed and helped him wash himself off, and then cried for a long time at night.

He was still young and didn't understand why his mother Crying. From then on, he decided that no matter how hard the other party bullied him, he would never fight back, because Su Wenwen didn’t know why, but whenever he saw his mother crying, he would feel very uncomfortable, even worse than being beaten.

He didn’t want his mother to cry anymore.

About himself His father, Su Wenwen, the once-famous second-rate son, has very vague memories. He only knows that his father's name is Su Mancheng.

The last time Su Mancheng appeared in front of Su Wenwen was when he was nine years old. After he stole all the savings from his grandfather's house. Never appeared again after that...

Maybe it was the constant apologetic laughter that played a role, or maybe the children's hearts were not with him today, and they only let him go after tossing him for half an hour, which made Su Wenwen feel good.

Su Wenwen shook the hem of his clothes and shook out the loess that had soaked into his clothes. Su Wenwen even smiled with satisfaction. He also had no desire to play with him shamelessly.

He is useless.

Year-round malnutrition meant that he was not proficient in playing skills that children in the village have, such as climbing trees and fighting, or catching fish and kicking shuttlecocks. There would be no one to take him to play.

And those people will suddenly take off their pants when they are bored, and then laugh so happily.

If he grows up according to this trajectory, then Su Wenwen will become a banker man who only knows how to be obedient and honest. Then he digs food in the soil with his back turned to the sky, marries an aunt who likes him, and spends his whole life raising one or two children.

His fate changed in the afternoon when he was eleven years old.

Su Wenwen remembers clearly that it was the third day of the Lunar New Year. It didn't snow that day and the weather was as sunny as her mother's smiling face.

The Spring Festival had just passed and he was in a very happy mood.

First, he finally doesn't have to wear those pudding pants. Two years later, his mother finally bought him a new pair of pants. The blue polyester material was so smooth that he was reluctant to walk.

Second, a child who had bullied him gave him a firecracker and took him to play with it.

The firecrackers were very small and he kept them tightly. Because his family has not set off firecrackers for a long time. In the words of his mother, setting off firecrackers is a waste of money.

Unfortunately, he was only happy for ten minutes and he cried.

A child threw firecrackers at his feet and threatened him not to hide. As a result, his new pair of pants were blown into tatters. He cried not because he felt sorry for the pants, nor because his legs were so painful from being blown up, but because he knew how much his mother had paid for these pants.

"Is there any use in crying?"

I kept crying and didn't dare to go home. Su Wenwen didn't know how long he cried. He was still crying until it got dark. Then he heard a voice.

He looked up.

A strong young man who was a head taller than him was holding a cigarette and tilting his head. Looking at himself, the fierceness in his eyes made him stop crying immediately.

Su Pingnan.

He knew this overlord, and this was the first time that the other party spoke to him.

"Could fucking cry."

The cigarette butt was bounced away, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. Su Pingnan smiled half-heartedly,"Tell me why."