Chapter 66

After thinking about it, he said again: "Don't spend too much, save some money!"

Qiu Mingquan froze for a moment, then fell silent in a sense of loss.

Although the money belonged to him, for some reason, he always felt that they were more like Feng Rui's property.

After a while, Feng Rui realized something. He pondered for a moment, and opened his mouth slowly.

"Qiu Mingquan, the money is originally yours." He explained solemnly, "But since you asked me, of course I will do my best to give you the best advice."

Qiu Mingquan lowered his head and said "hmm".

Feng Rui said calmly, "If you don't know how to make money, you are a fool, if you do not spend money, you are a miser. But for things like spending money, don't worry about it now."

"En." Qiu Mingquan felt inexplicably at ease when he heard his steady voice.

For the first time, this man was willing to explain to him seriously, and he could hear the earnestness in these words.

Feng Rui's tone was filled with arrogance: "These days, you think this kind of compound interest is already scary, right? But next, the most frenetic and alluring feasts in the history of wealth in China are about to start. Make sure you save enough money before this feast comes. Do you understand?"

The most frenetic and alluring feast of wealth? ...

Qiu Mingquan was so shocked that his mind was at a loss. He felt confused, but he knew instinctively that this man would never lie to him, and he was not even exaggerating.

What kind of opportunity it was, he couldn't think of it.

He has been living at the bottom of the society in his previous life, without any higher education, the only thing he knows is to buy real estate around 2000, but that is too early, isn't it?

By the way, it seems that there are still stocks.

But he doesn't know how to get rich in stocks. With his limited knowledge, he only vaguely knows that there seem to be quite a few people who have lost their fortunes in the Chinese stock market.

"Don't worry, leave everything to me." CEO Feng Da solemnly promised.

Qiu Mingquan nodded, feeling suddenly relaxed.

Yes, Feng Rui will not harm him. Walking on the second floor of the boutique shopping mall, Qiu Mingquan greedily looked at the dazzling array of products. At the men's and women's clothing counters, he chose two sets of thick autumn clothes for men and women, a thick woolen hat and cotton gloves.

After thinking about it, he added a pair of cotton shoes to each of the two old men. In total, it only cost more than two hundred yuan.

"What about you?" Feng Rui reminded.

"I don't need it anymore." Qiu Mingquan was satisfied, "You said, you need to save money!"

"Oh, then I'll take you to eat something good to celebrate." Feng Rui felt a little uncomfortable.

This child... Oh no, he is obviously in his dozens of years, so why is he so harsh on himself?

Instructing Qiu Mingquan to make three turns and two detours, they entered a remote path.

It's not far from the boutique shopping mall, and it's cold and windy in winter, but the small shop that Feng Rui directed him to enter has a very good business.

The signboard tree of "Wangji Sanxian Small Wonton" was at the door. When Qiu Mingquan came in, it was just after five o'clock in the afternoon. In the small shop, the diners were full, and the mellow aroma of food came to the face.

"This is the famous small wonton stall with fresh meat in Dongshen City. Try it. It's only 80 cents, and the meat stuffing inside is rare and fresh." Feng Rui looked at the steaming wonton in front of Qiu Mingquan with emotion. Memories flooded my mind again.

This genuine small wonton shop disappeared in the tide of demolition in the old city. In his previous life, he came back from studying abroad and came to this old shop. Unfortunately, he returned disappointed, and the delicious food has become a nostalgia.

Qiu Mingquan was surprised: "Isn't the fresh meat wonton outside only 50 cents?!"

"Of course good things are more expensive. A place like Dongshen City never lacks rich people." Feng Rui said lightly, "Food is the most important thing for the people."

Sure enough, Qiu Mingquan took a closer look at the diners, all of them were neatly dressed and beautiful, obviously more decent than those neighbors in the shanty town.

A steaming bowl of three fresh wontons was placed on the table.

In the clear soup base, there are bright yellow egg shreds, light red shrimp skin, and black seaweed, all of which are delicious in color and fragrance. Gently scoop up a small wonton with a small spoon. The skin is translucent, small and gratifying.

Swallowing it one at a time, Qiu Mingquan only felt that his mouth was full of fragrance, which was extremely delicious.

"Pure meat stuffing, pork mixed with a little fresh shrimp. Real ingredients, absolutely fresh." Feng Rui asked proudly, "How about it, fresh meat wrapped in thin skin, isn't the taste salty, fragrant and smooth? Absolutely?"

Qiu Mingquan took one after another, the delicious and smooth wonton filling mixed with the slightly hot three delicacies soup on the tip of his tongue, it was so fresh that he almost bit off his tongue.

It's so delicious... In the last life, or in this life, I have never eaten such a delicious thing!

"That's natural. I was so picky about food when I was a child, and I liked everything here." Feng Rui felt Qiu Mingquan's astonishing admiration, and was suddenly a little depressed.

Even if he moved his index finger a lot, it was impossible for him, who didn't even have a body, to eat as much food as he did in his previous life.

Qiu Mingquan stopped suddenly while eating.

"Come on me..." he whispered.

Feng Rui was silent for a while, suddenly feeling a little overwhelmed. This guy...is he pitying himself?

Under the battle between heaven and man, he still quickly occupied that body, and when the delicious memory slipped between his lips and teeth, he almost shed tears.

What a shame!

Qiu Mingquan watched President Feng drank the last sip of fresh soup in the bowl with great care, sucked a trace of seaweed into his throat, and asked curiously, "Did you live nearby when you were young?"

"Yes, my house is nearby." Feng Rui's voice became a little weird, and he sighed softly, "Let's go."

After walking out of the small wonton shop, Qiu Mingquan followed Feng Rui's instructions and walked towards an unfamiliar street.

But the doubts in his heart were bigger than ever.

In the schoolbag, apart from the huge sums of money that he carried with him, there was another strange thing.

These days, Feng Rui repeatedly told him that no matter what, he must keep the three high-grade gold carving pens and not sell them.

Now, the remaining three gold pens were quietly lying in his schoolbag.

"Later, listen to my instructions. If you see a woman, sell these three pens to her." When Feng Rui said these words, his voice was calm, but Qiu Mingquan had a strange feeling, as if This man, who has always been calm and arrogant, has great anxiety.

It was almost dusk, and the cold winter wind gradually became howling, blowing on the body, with a kind of biting cold.

Qiu Mingquan walked for a while, and gradually found that the scenery on the roadside became more and more beautiful, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians passing by.

Every house on the side of the road has its own garden, with lush flowers and trees and small courtyards, and small bungalows with foreign architectural styles are hidden.

Even in this era, even after more than half a century of isolation and historical tribulations, there are many wealthy but low-key families living in the depths of this historic city.

"It's right there." Suddenly, Feng Rui's voice was a little hoarse, and he seemed a little scared like nostalgia, "See that black New Crown car on the corner of the street? You go over there and knock on the window."

"Oh, and then?" Qiu Mingquan asked ignorantly.

"Just ask the woman in the car if you want to buy the gold pen in your hand." After a pause, he hesitated again, "Forget it, anyway, you can let me get up next time, and I will talk."

Qiu Mingquan let out a "hmm", affected by his strange emotion, his heart suddenly beat wildly in a strange way.

He slowly walked towards the black car at the end of the small street in the setting sun.

It was a new Toyota Crown rarely seen in Dongshen City. The low-key and elegant model was smooth and spacious. Although Qiu Mingquan didn't understand cars at all, he could still feel the elegance exuded by the brand-new body.

When he got closer, he hesitated for a moment, then lightly raised his finger, and tapped on the dark car window.

...Liu Shuyan was holding a book of Tagore's poems in her hand, and was reading it leisurely in the air-conditioned car, when suddenly there was a knocking sound from the car window.

He raised his head in surprise, and saw a handsome boy's face appearing out of the car window, with big black eyes open, looking pure and well-behaved.

Liu Shuyan felt so strange, this child is very face-to-face, could it be his son's classmate?

The car window was lowered slowly, Qiu Mingquan just froze. This aunt's face is really beautiful!

Curved willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of autumn water-like pupils that are as gentle as water, clear and dark, with a faint smile on the oval face, and curly hair that is not outdated even in later generations.

Her face has a highly recognizable natural beauty like Hong Kong and Taiwan actresses in the 1980s and 1990s. Except for a faint red lipstick, she does not wear any makeup.

"Little friend, what do you do?" Liu Shuyan asked with a gentle smile after waiting for a while.

As she got closer, she had already seen clearly Qiu Mingquan's shabby attire, and overturned the idea that this was her son's classmate.

Qiu Mingquan waited for a while, but before Feng Rui could speak, he suddenly came to his senses, quickly took out an exquisite 50 gold carving pen from his backpack, and held it up to the car window nervously.

"Auntie, do you need a gold pen? Hero brand, famous brand authentic, when the country's leaders go abroad, they use this model to give to foreign friends."

Li Ermao nodded repeatedly and said: "If you really risk your life, you will have to be shot."

Wang Daquan's eyes flashed fiercely, and he looked around, but he went to the eaves of a house and poured more gasoline.

That was exactly the Qiu Mingquan's house that he found out on purpose.

Squinting his eyes, Wang Daquan took out a lighter, lit it on the leeward side, and threw it into a winding gasoline line under his feet.

The flames ignited and burned into a thread of fire in an instant. Wang Daquan watched coldly, clutching the back of his burned hand, feeling a surge of joy in his heart.

Forget about the others, that wolf-like brat, let their house be burned tonight, it’s best to burn him to death! For a moment, evil thoughts rose sharply in his heart.

Just as several people were proudly watching the flames getting bigger and bigger, suddenly, a gust of wind suddenly passed behind them at the same time.

Wang Daquan turned around in astonishment, and saw two figures in the night, one big and one small, holding a thick stick in their hands, and they were about to hit their heads with a heavy blow. The two brothers Li Damao fell to the ground with an "ouch" at the same time!

Oops, ambushed!

A voice shouted violently: "Bastard, go to hell! I told you to set fire to people!"

The crisp boy's voice exploded in the quiet night at the same time: "Everyone, get up, someone set the fire, come and put out the fire!..."

The courtyard suddenly exploded, lights were turned on in countless rooms, and the owner of the house who was close had already seen the fire, and rushed out in his clothes: "Fire and fire! Get water!"

Brothers Li Damao and Li Ermao were beaten to the ground and screamed. Wang Daquan's heart skipped a beat. Seeing that the formation was wrong, he was terrified and ran away.

Liu Dongfeng and Qiu Mingquan put the two of them down, turned around and chased after Wang Daquan who was fleeing. It was getting dark and impatient, Wang Daquan tripped over something unexpectedly, and suddenly fell like a dog gnawing shit.

The fire just started over there, and was quickly extinguished by everyone who heard the sound. Now seeing the murderer, the neighbors hated each other very much, and they were so courageous that they shouted together: "Kill them! He is going to kill him!" Our lives!"

Wang Daquan turned over and sat up in embarrassment. Seeing that several young and middle-aged men had already rushed forward, he was overwhelmed, and suddenly raised the remaining half barrel of gasoline in his hand, and threw it in the face towards the chasing crowd!

"Hula la", a smoky smell, the people who chased them were caught off guard and were doused in gasoline.

Wang Daquan roared hoarsely: "Don't come over, I will burn anyone who comes over!"

With a sound of "噗", he grinned grinningly, and suddenly lit the lighter in his hand, and in the dark night, a cluster of faint flames ignited.

Qiu Mingquan chased at the front, stopped suddenly, and stretched out his hand to block behind him: "Everyone, don't move!"

Liu Dongfeng roared coldly: "Hurry up and put down the lighter! Surrender honestly!"

"Let me go, or you will be burned to death!" Wang Daquan yelled frantically.

Qiu Mingquan walked forward step by step. He was small and thin, and looked harmless, but in Wang Daquan's eyes, his calm face under the firelight produced a chill out of thin air.

It's him again! This wolf cub of the Qiu family, a lifeless little devil!

"Don't come here!" He waved the lighter in horror, the mouth of the gasoline barrel he just threw away was tilted, and the remaining gasoline poured out silently, flowing into a stream under his feet. He was extremely nervous, but Unaware.

"Xiaoquan, don't go there, it's dangerous!" Liu Dongfeng yelled anxiously, ignoring the gasoline on his body, and was about to rush forward, but Qiu Mingquan turned around and stopped him sharply.

"Don't come here, I don't have gasoline on me, so I'm not afraid of him." He whispered, his eyes were serious, and Liu Dongfeng was shocked in place.

Qiu Mingquan walked five or six steps in front of Wang Daquan, looked at him and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You want to burn my house."

It's not a question, it's a statement.

Wang Daquan suppressed the panic in his heart, and grinned grimly: "So what? You are lucky if you didn't burn the three of you to death!"

Qiu Mingquan's body had just changed, and President Feng sighed softly: "I'll give you one last chance to catch you without a fight. If not—"

He half raised his head, his gaze seemed to be looking at a dead person: "You have no choice but to die."

The faint fire light behind him reflected his indifferent eyes, the vicissitudes in his eyes were as deep as a deep pool, Wang Daquan suddenly shuddered, his mind buzzed, and he threw the lighter in his hand at Qiu Mingquan!

Burn him, he's a ghost! …I don’t know why, Wang Daquan thought in horror.

The child on the opposite side dodged lightly amidst the screams of panic.

The lighter whirled and landed near him.

The fire suddenly ignited, and it even rushed towards Wang Daquan along the winding oil line on the ground!

——The leaked gasoline line ignited when it encountered an open flame, and instantly wrapped Wang Daquan. In the terrified eyes of everyone, he instantly became a ball of fire, and his miserable cries resounded through the night sky in this winter night. ...

"I really didn't expect it... I really didn't expect it." In a certain real estate company, Mr. Zhou lowered his voice into the phone in the closed office, "I was discovered by the poor ghosts in that shanty town when I set the fire. , not only put out the fire, but all those who set it on fire were arrested.”

On the other end of the phone, the voice was gentle and elegant, without any disturbance: "I heard that the one who took the lead was burned into a blackened gourd?"

Mr. Zhou, who reported the report, came down: "Yes, Wang Daquan was seriously injured. I'm afraid that if he gets involved with me..."

"Don't worry, that person shouldn't be able to survive after being burnt like that." The person on the phone said calmly, as if he didn't mind.

"That's good, that's good!" Mr. Zhou felt relieved, "Don't worry, the other two don't even know about our existence."

After a long while on the phone, he said calmly: "Us?..."

Mr. Zhou was shocked in his heart. In the cold winter months, his forehead was almost sweating, and he hurriedly said: "No! Don't worry! No matter what, this matter will not expand any further!"

The person on the other side of the phone seemed to ponder for a while before speaking again: "I'm preparing a newly registered real estate company for you. Next, don't use those shady methods anymore, just come forward in your name and buy it directly. .”

After thinking about it, it seemed that he was afraid that he would not understand, so he warned again: "Speak skillfully, deter and suppress, don't let go of the subject, don't I need to teach you sentence by sentence?"

"Of course." Mr. Zhou said flatteringly, "Don't worry, it will be done this time!"

...In a spacious office somewhere, a middle-aged man slowly put down the phone with no expression on his face.

He tapped his fingers on the table slowly a few times before he picked up the thermos cup and took a sip slowly. The tea is excellent, even in winter, it has a very dense fragrance of high-quality tea.

Then, he picked up the phone again and dialed a number.

"Director Fei, I heard that how many criminals were arrested in your place yesterday? Those who were burned?" A cold light flashed behind his gold-rimmed glasses, and he said meaningfully, "This kind of scum is really disgusting. In fact, he is still alive. It is the irresponsibility of society, especially the kind that takes the lead, right?"

...

The chaos of last night has passed, and when I woke up in the morning, the whole compound was full of jubilation

Among the several arsonists who were turned over to the police station overnight, one was the notorious Wang Daquan, who suffered serious burns——this vicious bully took the lead. Now that he has all gone in, what are you afraid of?

"Koizumi, is your house okay? Do you want us to give you a hand and help you renovate it?" Enthusiastic neighbors yelled in the yard early in the morning.

"It's okay, no need." Qiu Mingquan smiled, the fire was extinguished last night in time, the back window of his house was only slightly blackened, it was nothing serious.

The neighbors who were talking just stopped, when Aunt Wang suddenly ran over and handed over a few big meat buns coyly: "Xiaoquan, this is steamed by my aunt yesterday, at your age, you need some meat!"

Liu Qinhua laughed out loud with a "puchi" and said, "Oh, the sun is coming out from the west."

Qiu Mingquan took the big meat buns with good-natured laughter, handed one to each of his grandparents, and said "thank you" shyly.

Liu Dongfeng went to the police station overnight last night, and has not come back until now. The big victory against the hooligans last night dispelled the haze in everyone's hearts, and the whole compound was full of joy.

Grandpa and grandma went out after dinner with big bags of trash on their backs. Only then did Qiu Mingquan get into the hut according to the plan he had made long ago.

The passbook for opening an account in grandpa's name is in the quilt under the bed. Immediately afterwards, he opened the shoe box and found the cash change inside.

The fixed deposit is only 60 yuan, and the cash is more than 20 yuan. The total deposit is 80 yuan. This is the entire property of this poor family.

In this era when the average monthly salary of employees in state-owned enterprises is one or two hundred yuan, most families are struggling, and it is common to borrow a few yuan for emergency at the end of the month. Two old scavengers collected rubbish every day and then sold them. Their income was only enough to feed their family of three, and there was no way to save any extra money.

Ever since he learned of all the savings of this family, President Feng has been extremely depressed, and swears in extreme pain: "The accumulation of primitive capital for the poor is really fucking difficult!"

Holding the passbook and those crumpled banknotes, Qiu Mingquan suddenly panicked.

"Can it really make money?" After all, he has no business experience. "What if I lose money? Will no one buy it?"

"Are you questioning me? Questioning the world you lived in in your previous life, the president of Shenchu ​​Group with tens of billions of assets? Questioning the business genius who has appeared in "Fortune"?" Feng Rui said with a smirk.

"No la……"

"If I'm reborn and know all the important economic events, I, Feng Rui, will still lose money, so why don't you take a stone and smash my jade pendant into powder?"

Qiu Mingquan stopped talking embarrassingly.

With his bag on his back, he took a half-hourly bus along the suburban road. After more than an hour, he finally stood on the bustling Nanjing Road.

Although he has been living in the bustling Dongshen City in later generations, his life trajectory does not overlap with these exquisite shopping malls.

There is no image of them in memory.

"Go along this way, and you'll be there when you see the Tibet intersection." Feng Rui pointed, looking very familiar.

Sure enough, after walking for a short while, Qiu Mingquan saw the intersection marked Tibet Road. On that side, there was a magnificent and brand-new shopping mall with shiny glass in front of it.

"Dongshen Boutique Commercial Building" flashed in bold bold characters.