Chapter 101

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, the money belongs to you." He solemnly explained, "But since you asked me, I will of course 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 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 filled with arrogance: "These days, you think this kind of compound interest is already scary, right? But next, there will be the most frenetic 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.

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."

He didn't know how many times he had recited these few words, but now he said them very fluently.

The driver sitting in the front seat suddenly let out a "huh", turned his head curiously, narrowed his eyes and looked at the gold pen in Qiu Mingquan's hand.

"Madam, it's this kind of box. I went to a few big shopping malls a few days ago, and they all said they were out of stock."

Liu Shuyan was a little surprised, reached out to take the gold pencil case in Qiu Mingquan's hand, and opened it.

That's right, on the body of the beautiful golden pen, the golden eagle with wings spreads proudly, and the hero logo is clearly engraved on the top, showing good workmanship and quality control.

I wanted to buy gold pens for my son and the two children of the Xiang family, so I asked the driver to go around, but it was too late.

But why did it happen to be such a coincidence today that someone came to sell it?

Noticing her surprise, Qiu Mingquan hastily explained: "Auntie, I just took advantage of the winter vacation to sell some stationery to lighten the burden on the family. I guarantee that this gold pen is genuine, and I just bought it from a boutique mall."

Liu Shuyan looked at his worn-out coat and the frayed cuffs, and suddenly felt amazed. Seeing the child's well-behaved appearance and clear voice, she couldn't help feeling overwhelmed with maternal love.

At a young age, at most he was about the same age as his son, but he was already going to the streets and trying to make a living.

She took a small leather bag from her side: "How much is one? I want three."

Qiu Mingquan was startled: I really want three.

"Twenty-eight yuan each." Qiu Mingquan waited for a while, but unexpectedly he didn't hear Feng Rui's instructions, and he didn't wait for the agreed upon agreement, so he could only answer according to the past price.

Liu Shuyan smiled softly, counted eighty-five yuan without haggling, and handed it to Qiu Mingquan outside the window.

Qiu Mingquan searched frantically for a long time before he found a coin. Just as I was about to pass it through the car window, I accidentally dropped the coin on the ground, and it rolled round and I don't know where it went.

"You don't need to look for it, that's all." Seeing him anxious, Liu Shuyan couldn't bear it.

"I found it!" Qiu Mingquan pouted his butt, finally found the shiny coin under the chassis of the car, and stretched out his hand in surprise, "Auntie, here you are!..."

But at this moment, a shadow shrouded from the direction of the setting sun, covering the originally good light.

"Where is the little beggar coming from?..." A cold and arrogant voice sounded, with the clarity of a boy's voice, within a few steps, it seemed very close, but also seemed a little far away.

"Feng Rui, what are you talking about?" Liu Shuyan scolded, opened the car door, and greeted her son who just finished the English tutoring class.

...Feng Rui. Which core, which seal?

Qiu Mingquan froze suddenly! It seemed that something exploded in his heart.

He raised his head with difficulty, and saw a face that made him feel like a thunderbolt.

With handsome eyebrows and bright eyes, the eyes are like stars, and the straight bridge of the nose is as if carved out by a knife.

With his back facing the cold winter sunset, the handsome young man was half a head taller than Qiu Mingquan. When he looked down at him, his mother's eyes were as beautiful as his mother's. There was no tenderness of Liu Shuyan, but a kind of impatient arrogance.

Although there was no preparation, Qiu Mingquan already understood one thing after this glance.

The blood-stained face of the CEO Feng he saw before he died in the previous life was still astonishingly handsome, and it perfectly matched the appearance of this handsome young man at this moment.

... Time sculpts, people's hearts change, what remains unchanged is each other's faces when they were young.

Winter vacation in January 1988.

In the evening of this day, the young Feng Rui, Qiu Mingquan and Xiang Cheng met for the first time.

The encounters in life are so wonderful, an ordinary day in the long river of life, but after a long time, because of everything that happened that day, it becomes easy to mark, so that after many years, it is firmly engraved in the hearts of several people.

Feng Rui frowned his handsome eyebrows, and looked at the strange boy in front of him.

The clothes were very old, and her little face was flushed and a little chapped from the cold, but her brows were clean and delicate, and her pair of dark eyes were looking at her without blinking.

The setting sun was shining from the west, and every subtle expression change on this strange boy's face could be seen clearly.

Yes, it was that strange expression—shock at first, bewilderment after that, and finally, surprise that was about to be said.

The young Feng Rui and Qiu Mingquan stood face to face like this, time seemed to have paused for a moment, but there was no distortion between them, and nothing strange happened.

Until Qiu Mingquan's eyes suddenly and inadvertently fell on the slightly exposed red on Feng Rui's chest.

Something flashed in his mind like a flash, he stared at the boy's neck opposite him, and his breathing became short of breath.

As if bewitched, he reached out his hand unexpectedly, grabbed Feng Rui's collar, and pulled gently!

The gentle Hetian white jade, with a crystal-clear color, has an emerald green in the middle... It is exactly the same, and it is connected with the flowing brilliance entangled inside. These days, it is also hanging on his chest, and it is often touched, so familiar!

That's right, this is the young Feng Rui. He had been wearing this family heirloom jade pendant next to his body in his previous life, and it was only when he died that he accidentally tore it off.

So the one you brought back? ...Qiu Mingquan clutched his chest blankly.

Suddenly, he vibrated, what's going on? What about the jade pendant on his chest that he brought back from his previous life? !

No, just no! Even the rope around the neck suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

"Little thief, put down Brother Rui's jade pendant!" Just when he was feeling helpless and his mind went blank, suddenly a clear boy shouted in his ear, his face suddenly hurt, and a strong force hit his left cheek. , His eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground.

Waking up from the shock and panic, Qiu Mingquan shook his head and felt liquid flowing under his nose.

Stretching out his hand to wipe it, the bright red blood was all over his hand.

"I don't look like a little beggar. He looks like a thief and a robber." A boy's voice sounded from the side, which was obviously different from Feng Rui's, with vigilance and defense.

Qiu Mingquan raised his head blankly and looked at the person who spoke.

Just now, she had been focusing on Feng Rui, but she didn't realize that beside Feng Rui, there was another equally handsome boy.

She is a little shorter than Feng Rui, with picturesque eyebrows and a pair of phoenix eyes looking forward, looking like a pretty girl. Just looking at Qiu Mingquan's eyes, there was an unconcealable vigilance and fierceness.