Chapter 75

"boom!……"

Blood splattered, flesh was broken, and there was a loud noise.

Then he felt in a trance that his body seemed to lighten up a little bit, and he flew to a high place.

Looking down, the lawn on the ground is now dark, and two people can be seen lying on it.

The surroundings seemed to have been silent for a long time, and the noisy voices of people finally sounded, and the lights on the originally dark building site began to shine brightly.

Someone came in a hurry, and someone was terrified on the phone. There were also people who looked at the people on the ground and started to turn around and vomit.

Qiu Mingquan stared blankly at the corpse on the left. Broken, blood-stained, tired and old-fashioned face and body are full of gray marks left by the squeeze of life.

This person's face... Qiu Mingquan shivered, it was obviously himself.

Yes, it is him. What exactly is going on?

Beside his body, there was another strange man.

Even in the dark night, you can still see clear eyebrows, a straight nose, and long eyebrows as thick as a sword's edge. His eyes were closed, and there was blood on his cheeks.

Who is this person?

The whistle of the ambulance finally sounded sharply, and people in white coats rushed over, and the two people on the ground were carried on stretchers.

Qiu Mingquan's consciousness followed up blankly. In the narrow space of the ambulance, only a vague voice could be heard: "Who is it? Why is one well-dressed and the other only wearing a ragged vest?"

"It seems that one is the president of Shenchu ​​Group, and the other is said to be a construction migrant worker."

"Ah...that's it." The ambulance continued to be busy, and no one looked at the broken body that was dressed in rags and had completely lost its vital signs.

Qiu Mingquan looked blankly at himself in the ambulance, and finally remembered everything.

At night, he just sneaked to the roof of the unfinished building to enjoy the shade in order to save a little electricity bill. When he woke up, he saw two people arguing for no reason.

He slept in the shadow of the pile of debris next to him, and only stared blankly for a dozen seconds, one of them jumped up hysterically, and amidst the entanglement, the other fell off the tall building!

Murder, or miss, he didn't even see clearly, he rushed up without thinking, trying to grab that person.

Then, I tripped over something under my feet, barely grabbed the man's arm, and fell down with the huge inertia!

There is no replay of the legendary past events scene by scene, and there is no freeze-frame-like time freezing, only the panic of being lost.

He just... died? What kind of bloody bad luck is this?

The carriage shook violently, and Qiu Mingquan in the air suddenly saw something tightly clutched in his left hand!

A jade pendant. Round and about the size of a quail egg, flat and warm.

—it wasn't his, and in his poor life he had never had the opportunity to wear any such flashy ornaments.

A moment ago, he grabbed the man's collar and fell from the air. The pendant was pulled from the man's neck and remained in his palm.

...It has to be returned to others, he thought vaguely.

Soon the ambulance arrived at the nearby hospital, and the doctors on duty began to panic.

Suddenly, a young man rushed over beside the stretcher and grabbed the handsome man's stretcher tightly.

"Brother Rui! Please don't die!..." He roared, his whole body fell into a state of hysteria, and big tears kept falling.

Seen from the side, this is a man with a beautiful face, but now, that delicate face is pale, like a ghost from hell.

Ah, by the way, just a moment ago, this voice was arguing fiercely, waking him up curled up on the rooftop!

"Please save him, doctor!..." The man staggered over and grabbed the doctor. Under the thin single eyelid, a pair of phoenix eyes are bloodshot.

Qiu Mingquan stared at him blankly. How could such a good-looking man be so cruel that he could push people downstairs?

"Falling from a building, severe multiple injuries!" A doctor rushed to Qiu Mingquan's body, began to check and give first aid, but quickly shook his head—the pulse could not be detected, the breathing stopped, the pupils were dilated, and there were no basic vital signs up.

"Doctor Liu, this wounded man is still a little conscious!"

Qiu Mingquan was a little dazed. At this time, he began to think vaguely, what should he do with the things behind him if he died now.

Grandpa suffered a stroke and was paralyzed in bed. He passed away more than ten years ago.

Grandma's eyes are not effectively controlled due to long-term diabetes, and she can hardly see. Who can take care of her when she lets go like this?

The sadness in his heart rose little by little, and the dull pain was like strong sulfuric acid, corroding the entire chest until it was so oppressive that he wanted to curl up.

On the rescue stage, the handsome man's eyes slightly opened.

His defocused eyes slowly turned to one side, looking at the lifeless corpse on the hospital bed next door.

He is looking at his hands!

I don't know why, although the handsome man didn't make a sound, Qiu Mingquan just had this feeling: he wants the piece of jade that belongs to him!

"No, cardiac arrest!"

Dazzling bright red suddenly sprayed out from the man's throat, and the electrocardiogram on the machine next to him beat violently for a few times, and then turned into a cold straight line.

At this moment, Qiu Mingquan in the air suddenly saw a scene that made his hair stand on end for a moment.

The handsome man turned his eyes in one direction, and strangely met Qiu Mingquan's gaze in the air.

"You took my things, it was you!" His eyes, which were about to close, suddenly opened.

He stared at Qiu Mingquan, his mouth obviously didn't move, but Qiu Mingquan heard a voice strangely: "You owe me your life. I will pester you!"

I'll give it back to you! I don't want your stuff—

The handsome man stared at Qiu Mingquan, his eyes suddenly became dark like an abyss, as if he was going to be swallowed whole...

"Ah!" Qiu Mingquan was sweating coldly, and woke up again in the middle of the night in 1988. Everything in the dream is vivid, as if it happened yesterday.

His small body curled up on the hard plank bed, and he tightly covered his mouth to prevent himself from screaming, so as not to wake up the two old people on one side.

But the grandma who was sleeping on his right still woke up. The old man was old and didn't sleep deeply, and the children around him would feel the nightmare acutely in the narrow bed.

"Koizumi, are you in trouble again?" the old man turned sideways and asked.

For several days in a row, the child woke up from the dream every night, sometimes screaming, and sometimes trembling all over, but when asked what he dreamed, he said he couldn't remember.

The old man sighed in his heart. This child has been silent and seldom talked since he was a child, and he is not as clever and lovable as children of the same age.

When I picked him up just now, I couldn't see it, but the bigger it got, the more obvious it became.

This night I always have night terrors, trembling all over, and sticky cold sweat, don't be sick?

She reached out her hand worriedly to touch the child's forehead, and sure enough, there was a lot of sweat, even the temples were all wet.

"Grandma, I'm fine." Qiu Mingquan said in a very soft voice, his thin body straightened, his slightly trembling hand stretched out, and rubbed against grandma's arm comfortingly.

"En. Then sleep well, grandma is here." The old man felt that his forehead was not hot, so he was relieved and slowly fell asleep again.

Qiu Mingquan held his breath and tried his best to calm down his heavy breathing little by little.

In the dark night, he opened his eyes and looked at the old man beside him.

This was more than twenty years ago, and grandpa was still alive, lying on the other side and sleeping soundly. Grandma's face is not that old, and there is a clear gap with the old, sick and weak decades later.

Qiu Mingquan felt sore in his heart, and tears wanted to overflow.

After a long time, he turned his head and looked out the window.

At night in the late 1980s, there were not as many lights as later generations.

This is the outskirts of Dongshen City, a small and poor settlement. From the small window, the night is very dark and pure, without dirty air pollution, and the distant stars are brighter than later generations.

Compared with the memories of the previous life, many things that have long been annihilated in his mind are in sharp contrast, making him full of bewilderment, but also full of irresistible curiosity.

A few days ago, he fell to his death from the top of a skyscraper in later generations, and his whole soul actually returned to the late 80s when he was a child, and returned to his original body.

... The rooftop, the quarrel. An unfamiliar handsome man with a terrifying look in his dying eyes.

Qiu Mingquan suddenly closed his eyes and clenched his fingers uneasily.

What's going on with all this?

There are computers and mobile phones everywhere, high-rise buildings that can't be seen at all now, and there are red wine and green flowers.

These memories are so vivid, the life trajectory of more than thirty years, and those miserable lives... No, no, that is not fake, absolutely not.

His hand trembled and reached for the pillow. At the touch, warm and delicate.

A cold and stern voice exploded in his heart instantly, filled with endless coldness and anger.

"My surname is Qiu, I'm warning you! If you dare to leave me again, believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

Qiu Mingquan's hand quickly left the piece of jade. It really wasn't a dream!

The ghost of that handsome man has followed this life! ...

Qiu Mingquan pointed to the north leisurely: "Grandpa Xiaoping said it!"

He frowned on the ground and looked at Zhao Decheng with contempt: "You can't do this, you don't care about national affairs. Grandpa Deng said three years ago that poverty is not socialism. I don't steal or rob. I use labor and What's wrong with being wise and getting rich?"

The people around are all stunned, this kid, isn't he too powerful?

Zhao Decheng blushed: "Comrade Xiaoping told us to work hard to get rich, you call it getting something for nothing! Yes, reselling it after changing hands, this is not getting something for nothing, what is it?!"

Qiu Mingquan looked at him with a cold and disdainful look.

"You are so big, how can you talk nonsense?" He sighed, the tone of a child is especially lethal, "I will analyze your shipments, investigate the needs of nearby schools, and take turns in several shopping malls Observe, I just ate a steamed bun and didn't drink a sip of water, how can I say that I get something for nothing?"

The surrounding crowd: "..."

Convinced of this!

Wang Juan was surprised and soft-hearted when she heard it at the counter, and handed out her cup through the glass counter: "Come on, kid, drink some water."

Qiu Mingquan ran over and took it gratefully, "Gududu" was not polite, and drank most of the glass.

"Thank you, Auntie." President Feng, who occupied Qiu Mingquan's body, put away his sharpness, with tears in his wet eyes, "You are better than my mother."

Wang Juan gave a "puchi" smile: "Then what about your mother? Why didn't she follow you and asked you to come alone."

Qiu Mingquan's eye circles turned red instantly: "...my mother died a long time ago."

In the corner of consciousness, the real Qiu Mingquan's head was full of black lines: "Hey, Mr. Feng, is the show over? I was abandoned, so my parents should still be alive?"

"Those who abandon children, treat them as dead if they are alive!" Feng Rui was categorical.

"..."

Wang Juan is an old salesperson in the stationery group. Zhao Decheng was promoted by relying on his family's cousin relationship. She was not convinced by him at first. Now that she saw Qiu Mingquan's pitiful appearance, her mother's heart was so soft that she was in a mess, so she immediately helped him. .

"Section Chief Li, I think what this little doll said is quite right." She slowly nodded her red nails painted with impatiens juice, "This is a shopping mall for the people, why don't you let people's children in? You say right?"

There were crowds of onlookers all around booing, and they all thought it was fun: "Yes, yes, I think this kid is right!"

"Wang Juan! I'm warning you, don't collude with criminals!" Zhao Decheng pointed at Wang Juan with a fierce look in his eyes, "This month's prize of ten yuan, do you still want it?"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind the crowd coldly, with majesty.

"Who is so good that you don't give a single word of the evaluation? Is this how the evaluation of your stationery group is done?"

Zhao Decheng and Wang Juan were all taken aback when they saw who was coming. Isn't the man who came out of the crowd the newly promoted General Manager Qu?

Manager Qu is young and strong. He graduated from a college of finance and economics with a bachelor's degree. He is one of the young cadres who have been promoted on the commercial front.

Today, he is accompanying his old classmates to inspect and visit each floor, and he has been quietly listening outside for a while.

At first, he still held back his anger, until he heard Zhao Decheng's threat, he was really angry. ——It is said that the old state-owned enterprises have a chaotic style and no rules and regulations to follow. Sure enough, I saw it with my own eyes today!

Manager Qu broke through the crowd and walked in, staring at Zhao Decheng coldly: "The leader of the stationery team, isn't he, he's so majestic and powerful."

In the midst of winter, Zhao Decheng was almost sweating.

This is the general manager who just took office, and I heard that the higher-ups value him very much. There are three fires when a new official takes office, who knows where the fire will burn? ...

Qu Yifei turned his head, and said kindly to Qiu Mingquan: "My little friend, if the mall really doesn't sell you pens here, what will you do?"

The child in front of him looked at him with dark eyes: "You won't."

"Oh why?"

"Are you the big leader of the mall?" The real CEO Feng observed him with a naive and cunning expression, but the words he said were earth-shattering.

"First, you didn't expressly say that you are not allowed to trade in your shopping mall, even if the police station asks, you won't support it; second, as long as you are willing to fight and suffer without endangering the national economy and people's livelihood, you can It’s not a mistake, on the contrary, it’s a necessary lubricant for the market.”

Wang Juan at the counter listened and spewed water out of the enamel cup.

--Ouch!

What are they talking about? It's even better than what the big leaders of their shopping malls said at the New Year's Day mobilization meeting!

Manager Qu opened his mouth slightly in shock, um... how old is this kid? Is it a thousand-year-old monster who has cultivated to become a master, or is it a family history?

With such a bunch of words, even calling him a graduate of the University of Finance and Economics can't fault him!

After a long pause, he smiled.

He bent down himself, picked up all the pencil cases that had fallen on the floor, and put them in Qiu Mingquan's schoolbag.

"Little friend, what you said is very good." He turned his head and looked at Zhao Decheng calmly. "As long as they are customers of our commercial building, we will welcome them. I told you a long time ago that 'serving the people' is not a sentence." Empty words, like you, don’t listen to the news, don’t learn the new spirit. Sooner or later, you will be eliminated by the times!”

Zhao Decheng's face was flushed red, his calves were weak, but he didn't dare to answer a word.

Qu Yifei looked at the two people in the security department again, with the same serious expression on his face: "As a comrade in the security department, he should know a little more about the law. This kid did nothing wrong. On the contrary, he bought something from this commercial building. In this shopping mall, you are more obliged to protect him, a small customer."

Section Chief Li blushed: "General manager, I, we understand. I will definitely study hard next time!"

Manager Qu looked at Zhao Decheng, thinking that just now he and his old classmate had sworn to do a good job in management, and felt even more ashamed: "Such a young child knows to observe out of stock, as the leader of the stationery team, if you Be careful, shouldn't you apply for the purchase earlier?"

Wang Juan stabbed without losing the opportunity: "We reported to the superior a few days ago that the Hero Gold Pen was selling well, and the team leader said we don't need to take care of it."

This Zhao Decheng, relying on his family's relationship with the old leader, doesn't respect them, the old front-line employees, Wang Juan has long been upset with him!

Manager Qu glared at Zhao Decheng again angrily: "For such a responsible salesperson, the award bonus is not allowed to be less than a penny. If you can't do a good job, you will step down and make way!"

Zhao Decheng bowed his waist: "The leadership education is right! I know, I will definitely study hard!"

Qu Yifei smiled and patted Qiu Mingquan's head again: "Little friend, don't worry here, our boutique mall welcomes all customers, and you are welcome too!"

Parting the crowd, he walked towards his old classmate who was standing far away.

Behind him, Qiu Mingquan didn't see Wei Qingyuan, and started to yell calmly again: "Uncles and aunts, take a look at these gold pens. Guaranteed to be genuine!..."

Zhao Decheng watched Manager Qu leave, feeling so angry that he was about to explode.

He picked up the landline in the counter and dialed the internal number: "Hello, Supply and Marketing Department? I'm the stationery counter! How's the purchase of Hero gold pens? ... What, all the goods will arrive in a week? Good!" ,That's good!"

Throwing down the phone, he sneered, and squinted at Qiu Mingquan viciously: "Pay these peddlers to death!"

At this moment, several salespersons in the cabinet team were moved.

Dongshen City has always been the pioneer of the country's economic trends and open-mindedness. The sensitivity to making money and wealth is the innate ability of many people in Dongshen City. Common people who lack vivid minds.

Wang Juan waved at Qiu Mingquan and called him over: "Xiaoquan, do you think Auntie treats you well?"

Qiu Mingquan nodded quickly: "Thank you, Aunt Wang, for taking care of me!"

This is not a polite remark, Wang Juan is not a mean person, whenever a customer bargains with Qiu Mingquan, she will help her by saying a few words: "Other shopping malls are also out of stock, and the whole country is out of stock!"

It is this simple truth, enough to retain some customers who wanted to try their luck in other shopping malls, and gritted their teeth to buy the gold pen in Qiu Mingquan's hand. How could Qiu Mingquan not be grateful for this obvious kindness?

"You heard it too. Next week at the earliest, the 14K gold pen series will be fully available again. Be careful!" Wang Juan said worriedly.

"I want to buy more for my grandparents, okay?" Qiu Mingquan said excitedly.

Feng Rui snorted: "Go ahead, you have to spend money to make money."

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 it was 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, this money belongs to you." He explained solemnly, "But since you asked me, I will of course do my best and give you the best advice."

Qiu Mingquan lowered his head and said "hmm".

Feng Rui said calmly, "It's a fool who doesn't know how to make money, and a miser who doesn't spend money if he makes money. But don't worry about spending money now."

"En." Qiu Mingquan felt inexplicably settled down when he heard his steady voice.

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

Feng Rui's tone was full of pride: "These days, you think such compound interest is already scary, right? But next, there will be the most frenzied and alluring feasts in the history of wealth in China. 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.