Chapter 73

The girl looked at him suspiciously. Seeing that he was not tall but handsome, she replied casually, "What are you doing in three days?"

Qiu Mingquan bowed sincerely: "Thank you."

Turning around and leaving the school gate, he took out a small notebook that he carried with him, and wrote down a line of small words in it: "Jianxin Middle School, parents' meeting on January 13th."

After a few days, Qiu Mingquan's small notebook has densely arranged the specific dates of parent-teacher meetings of more than a dozen nearby primary and secondary schools.

One week after the exam is over, it is time for all primary and secondary schools to hold parent-teacher meetings.

"Okay, hurry up and go to the city tomorrow." Feng Rui said decisively, "Bring your passbook and money."

Qiu Mingquan stayed there for a long time before expecting Ai Ai: "Are you really going to steal money from the family?"

"What is stealing?" Feng Rui said bitterly, "Take your own money and make more money, how can you call it stealing?!"

He thought that if he lived a new life, there would be opportunities to make a fortune everywhere, but being tied to this super poor man, he had to recognize the reality.

Where does the principal come from?

It is now 1988, which is a relatively vacuum period in the securities and stock market. Four years ago, Feilo Audio, the first stock in Shanghai, was just issued; It was the first of its kind to set up agency stock trading business.

On the first day of opening, the entire Jing'an branch only sold more than 1,000 shares of Feilo Acoustics and Yanzhong Industrial as an agent, with a turnover of only 50,000 yuan.

- The market is too small!

Even if you buy and sell these stocks, you need to have a cost ranging from a few thousand. For the Feng family at this time, this amount of money is just drizzle, but for a poor class like Qiu Mingquan, it is definitely an astronomical figure.

Alright, alright, let him, Feng Rui, take this little migrant worker and try to truly start from scratch!

After inquiring about several schools, it was already evening when I got home.

It gets dark early in winter, when Qiu Mingquan stepped into the compound, he thought the house was closed, but he saw bright lights at a glance.

Almost all the doors of the houses were open, and many neighbors gathered in the courtyard. Qiu Mingquan even saw the hunchbacked figures of his grandparents in the crowd.

"What's the matter?" A bad premonition suddenly floated in his heart, and he quickly ran a few steps closer, just in time to see Wu Dagen, a strong neighbor, whose face was covered in blood among the crowd, and his wife, Aunt Wang, was wiping it for him.

"Let's go to the health center to fix it." Aunt Wang's eyes were red, and she couldn't help complaining sharply, "You have to stand out! Last time you beat those people, who are you looking for now?"

Grandma Qiu hugged her grandson in her arms, tears welled up in her cloudy old eyes: "Why did you come back so late, I thought you too... scared us to death!"

Grandpa Qiu remained silent, his tightly clenched fists finally relaxed a bit. Just now when Wu Dagen came back after being beaten with a sap outside, the hearts of the old couple were suspended.

Speaking of revenge, last time this kid Ming Quan forged a death feud with those people!

Qiu Mingquan hugged his grandma comfortingly before he stood up and said succinctly: "Was beaten by those people?"

The last time Wu Dagen stepped forward in person and hit a man on the head with a coal ball, helping him block the fatal blow, but today he was even retaliated against.

Wu Dagen waved his hand: "It's nothing."

Aunt Wang screamed, "It's all right? What's wrong with being stabbed!"

She turned her head to look at Qiu Mingquan, and muttered: "When I came back from get off work, I was blocked by some strange hooligans on the road, with a wine bottle on my head, and kicked on my body several times."

Wu Dagen hesitated for a moment, and said in a muffled voice, "They even said that everyone in our compound should be careful."

The neighbors gathered around him all looked ugly, Liu Qinhua interjected worriedly: "I heard that the shanty town on the west side of the road suddenly caught fire last night, although no one was killed, but several houses were burned, early this morning , Wang Daquan and his gang took people there, and said to the burnt families: You burned such a broken house, 500 yuan per level, if you don’t sell it, it might only be worth 300 yuan next time .”

Liu Dongfeng was so angry that he slammed his fist on the door: "Why didn't anyone catch them bastards!"

Liu Qin gave his son a blank look: "What evidence is there? The arsonist was not caught on the spot."

One of the neighbors had an expression of shock and resentment on his face: "I also heard that before they left, they told the residents in that area that the fire is the most ruthless thing, and maybe they will burn people to death next time? Over there Many of them are scared, and they are discussing to make a price and negotiate with them."

Qiu Mingquan smiled lightly on the side.

Liu Qinhua looked at him immediately: "Xiaoquan, what do you say?"

All the neighbors also looked at it together. After what happened that day, who can see this little doll as a real child again?

Qiu Mingquan said lightly: "The harder they do it, the greater the interests behind it, and it also means that what I heard that day is true."

The neighbors were silent.

Everyone knows this truth, but now that the door has been knocked on, will they be forced to sell it at a low price after the house is burned down?

"Everyone, uncles and aunts. Our teacher said that in this world, there is no benefit that can be obtained without giving." Qiu Mingquan showed a naive expression, "Either we should actively deal with it and defend our home, or we can discuss things like those people. The unreconciled low price will be robbed by them."

On one side, Grandpa Qiu suddenly looked up at Qiu Mingquan, with a strange emotion in his eyes.

At this moment, Feng Rui, who was really in control of Qiu Mingquan's body, didn't notice it, his eyes sparkled, and he looked around at everyone: "If you're afraid, then start looking for a house and move out as soon as possible tomorrow. It's pointless to pretend to be an ostrich."

Aunt Wang put her mind to one side: "How do you deal with it actively?"

Qiu Mingquan smiled: "First, from tomorrow onwards, everyone will go out and go home together, don't leave alone; second, borrow a few big wolf dogs from relatives in the countryside, and guard the house at night; If any house is really beaten or burned, we will pay for the medical bills and share the rebuilding costs together, so don’t let the hard-nosed people feel cold.”

He spoke clearly, concisely and to the point, and what he said was feasible, everyone was moved when they heard it.

"As long as everyone puts all their energy into one place, there's nothing really hard to get through." Qiu Mingquan said softly, his voice seemed to have a kind of magical power, "Those people also use money to do things, and they won't really come to their lives when they encounter difficulties. "

Liu Dongfeng nodded sharply, and said loudly: "Mingquan is right! I don't believe that evil can win good!"

Soon, other families also loudly supported: "I think it can be done. I will borrow a dog tomorrow. The rhubarb from my brother's house can understand human nature!"

"Okay, we are a group of several families, going out and going in together, each group is matched with a few old men, I don't believe in broad daylight, they dare to kill people!"

The atmosphere became lively, Liu Qinhua smiled at the corner of her mouth, ran home, and when she came out, she snapped out a ten-yuan bill: "Mingquan is right, if anyone's family is injured because of this incident, the medical expenses will be paid together! "

"That's right, Angkor was beaten because of all of us, so we can't make him suffer!" Five-yuan and ten-yuan banknotes gathered together.

Qiu Mingquan straightened out the money with a smile, and handed it to Aunt Wang: "Auntie, the money is for Uncle Wu to see a doctor."

Aunt Wang was stunned for a moment. Looking at the stack of banknotes, and then at Qiu Mingquan's clear eyes, his lips trembled for a long time, but he didn't speak.

... in the dead of night.

People in the compound went back to their houses, turned off the lights and went to bed.

Qiu Mingquan and his grandparents slept side by side on the bed, but Grandpa Qiu tossed and turned, suddenly turned sideways in the dark night, stared at his grandson for a while, then turned around again, and snored after a long time.

Qiu Mingquan pretended to be asleep, and began to discuss with Feng Rui in his heart.

"That's all I can do now, but you, hurry up and get something to defend yourself." Feng Rui pondered.

That hooligan Wang Daquan was frightened last time and suffered a big loss. It is unknown whether he will really retreat or will be unwilling.

"What are you doing?" Qiu Mingquan also became nervous.

"A dagger with a blood groove, a triangular-scratch-knife, a spring-jump-knife, anything is fine." President Feng seemed very excited, "In fact, throwing a stick is the most practical, but it is not as deterrent as a knife."

"...Will it be too cruel?" Qiu Mingquan smiled wryly.

Feng Rui snorted coldly: "You have a weak body, if you don't make your weapon harder, you will die if you are preemptively attacked."

After thinking for a while, he said coldly again: "People don't offend me, I don't offend others, so there is no need to show mercy to criminals!"

Qiu Mingquan said "Oh", and the upper eyelids began to fight with the lower eyelids. Suddenly, Feng Rui let out a low cry: "Get up, wake up!"

Qiu Mingquan was startled, his eyes suddenly opened in the dark night: "What's wrong?"

Feng Rui was a little serious: "I heard movement outside, there are at least two people!"

Since becoming a remnant soul, he also discovered one thing: his sensory ability is far stronger than normal people, almost reaching the point of psychic hearing and eyes.

So in these few fights, not only the skills learned in previous lives worked, but the real reason was because of his amazing induction!

"Is it those people?!" Qiu Mingquan became very nervous, "What should I do? Do you want to wake up the neighbors now?"

Feng Rui pondered for a moment: "Don't startle the snake, it can be dealt with."

...

Liu Dongfeng lived in a house facing the south, and while he was sleeping soundly, he suddenly heard a few knocks on the window lattice, and in the dead of night, he suddenly got up.

Looking at the blurred black head on the window, he suddenly remembered the burning of the shanty town next door that he just mentioned, and couldn't help but tremble.

"Who?!..." He yelled sharply, but heard a familiar voice, very soft but calm.

"Brother Dongfeng, it's me, Mingquan."

Liu Dongfeng's spirit relaxed, and he put back his nervous beating heart, but Qiu Mingquan's next sentence made his scalp tingle again, and his hair stood on end!

"Someone touched it, it should be set on fire." Qiu Mingquan said softly.

Liu Dongfeng quickly got dressed, opened the window, and looked at the boy with his head up in the night: "How do you know that!"

Qiu Mingquan raised a finger on his lips: "I got up to pee, and saw a few figures sneaking around outside."

Liu Dongfeng said angrily: "These bastards, we call someone!"

Qiu Mingquan shook his head: "Don't call me, we are enough."

Seeing that Liu Dongfeng was in a daze, he smiled slyly, with a strange light in his eyes: "Arson is not the same as 'attempting arson'."

Liu Dongfeng finally understood, yes, they have to be convicted of their crimes before they can be convicted of serious crimes and deter those gangsters!

At this time, they were all bungalows, and there were no such exquisite protective windows. He jumped out of the window neatly, and asked murderously, "Where are those people?"

Orphans with low education and poor family background, no wonder they are still working on construction sites in their 30s and 40s, doing nothing.

In this world, there are always such people who are destined to live at the bottom, and there is no possibility of turning over.

Thinking of the dazed and gloomy face he saw before he died, even though he was ruthless in the past, facing such a child, President Feng couldn't help but soften his heart a little, and he had the mentality of a savior out of thin air.

——Well, since they are bound together by no other means, then in this life, he can always turn this person's tragic life into a shocking reversal, right?

In the field of vision shared with Qiu Mingquan is a toothpaste with a light green skin.

Feng Rui looked at it with interest, it was a Fangcao toothpaste that was squeezed to the bottom, and to him, it was decades ago.

At this time, it was a well-known state-owned toothpaste brand, and it was popular on department store shelves all over the country.

Feng Rui clearly remembered that at this time, the familiar slogans could be heard in the TV and radio advertisements: "Use fragrant grass every day, until old teeth are good", "Baby wakes up early, use fragrant grass every day".

"In a few years, Fangcao toothpaste will go downhill." He said casually.

"Ah? Really?" Qiu Mingquan spat toothpaste foam.

Feng Rui knew very well that this toothpaste ranked second in the national industry in the 1990s, and it was affiliated with Anhui Fangcao Daily Chemical. Later, in the late 1990s, major international daily chemical brands aggressively occupied the domestic market, and its decline was inevitable.

This is just a microcosm of the fate of many domestic brands in the past. In the early 21st century, a large number of domestic brands gradually lost in the brutal market competition, were merged, acquired, or went bankrupt silently.

"Oh, these simple business cases." Feng Rui didn't care.

Qiu Mingquan squeezed out the last bit of toothpaste, instead of throwing away the shriveled aluminum toothpaste tube, he opened a shoe box and put the toothpaste skin in it.

"What are you doing?" Feng Rui's sharp eyes saw several empty toothpaste skins neatly placed inside.

"Save it all up and sell it. Doesn't your family sell it?" Qiu Mingquan seemed more surprised than him, "It costs three cents a piece."

Feng Rui was really shocked by this.

Yes, the aluminum skin can be recycled! Three, three cents each? ...

Back in the house, the two old people had simply finished their meal, gave Qiu Mingquan a few worried words, and went out to pick up waste together.

Feng Rui seized this opportunity and said unhurriedly: "Now, I think we need a negotiation, let's talk about the conditions."

Qiu Mingquan was holding the salted duck egg, and was carefully picking out a little bit of oily egg yolk with chopsticks, he was taken aback when he heard this.

"what?"

"You don't always think that I am obliged to help you for free, do you?"

...

Qiu Mingquan stopped his chopsticks in confusion: "Huh?"

President Feng didn't let him go because of his low profile, but became more mean: "You came back from rebirth with a good card in your pocket, have you thought about how to play it? You don't seem to have any plans."

Qiu Mingquan was silent for a moment: "...I want to go to school."

In his previous life, because of the burden of his family, he dropped out of school early and entered the society. He had no education or qualifications, so that he spent his whole life in the most poverty-stricken life. The only way he could think of was to seize the opportunity, go to school hard, and use knowledge to change his life. destiny.

For a poor kid like him, what other shortcuts do he have?

"Go to school, go to that funny first grade of junior high school?" Feng Rui became obviously impatient, "No wonder you're still doing small jobs on construction sites at the age of 30 or 40, and your IQ and EQ are worrying."

Qiu Mingquan lowered his head, feeling a little sad suddenly.

This man spoke harshly, but probably because he was used to hearing such words before, he didn't feel anything wrong.

Feng Rui became anxious: "Are you stupid! This is the 1980s and 1990s, you can move your fingers casually, predict those important time points in advance, there is gold everywhere, and the time is completely in time to plan!"

Qiu Mingquan listened blankly.

What does that have to do with him? The family's livelihood is difficult, and there is no savings. Even if you vaguely know that there will be some opportunities to make a fortune in future generations, whether you are buying a house or doing business, you need the principal.

The real poor are always poor.

"Under my guidance, you can have huge wealth, money, beauties, real estate, and status that you would never have imagined in your previous life..." President Feng decided to make a quick decision, and started the temptation before the negotiation, "Let's just say it, What do you like?—anything."

Qiu Mingquan was in a daze and remained silent for a long time.

Seeing that Qiu Mingquan didn't look excited at all, President Feng's elite brain was running fast, and he was a little suspicious.

Being so calm, he forced him to show all his trump cards in the final negotiation. Is this little migrant worker really stupid, or is he wise and stupid?

Ever since his soul was sucked in by this piece of heirloom jade, and inexplicably followed this poor migrant worker back to the past, he has tragically discovered something.

He can only perceive the world he perceives through Qiu Mingquan's consciousness, but if Qiu Mingquan throws it away, he will be locked up!

...It seems to be alive, but what is the difference between dead and dead? Even worse than death!

He, Feng Rui, was born with a golden spoon in his mouth all his life, with a superior IQ and a natural leader. In kindergarten, he was the king of the kids, in middle school he was the top student, he was the president of the student union for three years in a row, and he got a double master's degree abroad.

In such a life, he was flourishing and prosperous, but the heavens suddenly threw him into such a strange situation, no, he didn't believe in this fate!

In the past few days, he thought about it for a long time, and the more he thought about it, the more strange he felt.

The jade pendant handed down from the family has only been handed down to the eldest grandson. What I heard from the elders is that the pendant has an extraordinary origin and can ward off disasters for each owner and increase life three times.

When he was a child, he did get out of a car accident. If it was a one-time accident, then—could it be that he fell from a tall building, and now this jade has saved his soul, which is his second life?

He doesn't want it! What a day!

Qiu Mingquan hesitated for a long time, but finally shook his head: "I'll go to school first, I want to study."

"Listen!" Feng Rui gritted his teeth and yelled, knowing in his heart that he had been defeated, "Mr. Qiu, I want to formally make a deal with you."

Qiu Mingquan froze for a moment, then said in a low voice, "I don't make deals with you."

This ghost, who knows whether he wants to absorb energy or occupy his body.

"Listen to me first." Feng Rui was kind, and said in a soft voice that made his subordinates tearful in the past, "I think you can't deny that we were entangled and died together in the previous life, and now we are reborn together miraculously. Whether you like it or not, we both Some kind of inseparable relationship, and fate, has been established, right?"

"Ah... yes."

"Don't you think that fate is so entangled and bonds are so magical, and the lives of the two of us will definitely change because of this, and become full of unknown longings?" Feng Rui was persuasive, and he felt that this voice and tone , absolutely gorgeous.

I can't believe you're not shocked! He thought viciously in his heart.

Qiu Mingquan listened in a daze, and said for a while, "...you say it again? I didn't quite understand it."

After being silent for a while, Feng Rui spoke again: "Okay, I'll talk nicely—I mean, I'll help you get rich and kill people! But you have to promise to try your best to help me solve my problems, such as seeking A way to get out of trouble for the soul."

Then, he added weakly: "If you dare to leave me alone again, I will become a lonely ghost, and I will not let you go."

Qiu Mingquan took off the pendant in a daze, and put it in front of his eyes.

&&...%￥￥#! President Feng cursed a long list viciously in his heart.

He was going to die, this was the only negotiation he had fought and failed repeatedly in his life so far!

The winter sun is gentle, and the morning sun rises in the sky. A ray of rising sunlight shines from the east, and it is reflected on the pendant the size of a quail egg.

On a high-quality red rope, a delicate and complicated Pisces-shaped Chinese knot is tied. The hotan seed material is as solid as fat, delicate and crystal clear, exuding a layer of warm precious light.