"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 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 belongs to you." He solemnly explained, "But since you asked me, I will of course do my best and give you the best advice."
Qiu Mingquan lowered his head and let out a "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.
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.
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."
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.
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."
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