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"Smelly!" Get out of my way! "

"Return the money to me, I beg you, this is Xiao Hao's tuition for this year! "Please!"

A burst of intense arguments outside caused Zhou Hao to wake up in a daze.

Moreover, the moldy ceiling seemed so familiar.

Zhou Hao immediately sat up from the bed, and deeply frowned his brows — Didn't I die?

Huang Wanke's hideous face and his heartless gaze were still vivid in his mind, as a wave of bone-deep hatred and venom was born in his heart.

Zhou Hao looked around and found himself in a small room that wasn't even ten square meters.

There was some junk on the other side of the room. There was a simple wooden bed and an old desk with a row of textbooks and reference books neatly arranged on it.

"Isn't this my room?" Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar surroundings, Zhou Hao felt dizzy.

Just then, the calendar on the wall entered Zhou Hao's eyes.

"October 9th, 1996!?" The date on the calendar made Zhou Hao jump, "How is this possible?

He squeezed his face hard and felt a pang of pain before he was sure he wasn't dreaming.

After slowly calming down, Zhou Hao felt even more excited.

Because he had studied economics at the university, analyzed China's financial markets and the world's financial markets, and had designed a graduation program on the theme "The trends and causes of China and the world's financial stock markets over the past fifteen years".

Thus, Zhou Hao was well aware of how the Chinese and global stock markets had been doing for the past fifteen years.

When Zhou Hao was doing his graduation design and researching on the bumpy stocks, he often thought that if he could go back and invest in these stocks, it would be extremely easy for him to become a billionaire.

Moreover, 1996 is of great significance in the history of China's emerging securities market in a short period of six years.

That year, inflation disappeared and bank interest rates were lowered. Since March, the stock market has been going up by a large margin.

Up to the end of the year, management's "12 Gold Medals" were unable to hold back the stock market mad bull.

It wasn't until the People's Daily's special commentator article appeared that Mad Bull was stopped, and the market fell two times in a row as investors regained their wits.

As long as he had capital, Zhou Hao had absolute confidence that he could accumulate his first pot of gold in this year.

"Huang Wanke, Zeng Ying, just you wait, I will look for you!" When he thought about Huang Wanke and Zeng Ying, this wretched couple, Zhou Hao revealed an expression of gnashing his teeth.

Zhou Hao knew that his "Yellowstone Group" had already become quite a large scale real estate company in 1996, so he needed to accumulate enough strength to deal with Huang Wanke.

And at this time, should still be in the middle of his junior high year. Thinking of this, Zhou Hao got off the bed and walked over to the desk, where a language textbook for the first semester of the junior high was placed.

Then came the sound of breaking glass and a mournful cry, "Don't go, don't take this money away! Please, this is Xiao Hao's tuition! "

The next thing he knew was a rough male voice, "Smelly thirty-eight, don't hinder me from making a fortune! When I win the money back, this little tuition fee will be nothing! "

Hearing the two voices, Zhou Hao trembled, because the voices were too familiar to him, and too unfamiliar to him, as they belonged to his parents!

Mother Yan Tong was a bitter and miserable woman. When she was young, she was duped by her father Zhou Liren and even grew up, so she could only logically marry her father.

However, his father was a bad gambler, and at first he was able to support his family by doing some small business.

Later on, he lost all of his family's money. He kept asking his mother for money, and when she refused, he beat her up.

As for Zhou Hao, he had never done his duty as a father to him, and did not care about his life or his studies.

His poor mother, who worked as an sanitation worker in the streets during the day and washed dishes in a stall at night, was barely able to maintain her family life.

It could be said that the only reason Zhou Hao could become an adult was because of his mother.

Therefore, Zhou Hao had always been studying diligently and swore to filial piety towards his mother if he succeeded in the future.

But when Zhou Hao was in his second year of university, his mother died of liver cancer due to overwork.

When a child wants to be raised, but not loved, there is nothing more painful in life than this.

Thinking about his mother's kind and hardworking face, Zhou Hao felt a pang in his heart.

He immediately opened the door and rushed into the hall, only to see the entire floor filled with broken pieces of tea cups and teapots, while his mother was kneeling on the floor beside the dining table, her shoulders heaving and sobbing, but her father Zhou Liren was already nowhere to be seen.

Looking at his mother's face which he had not seen for a long time, Zhou Hao was now sure that he had been reborn. Hot tears also gushed out of his eyes along with the word "mother".

Seeing that Zhou Hao appeared beside him, Yan Tong immediately raised his hand to wipe away the tears at the corner of his eyes, and forced a smile: "Xiao Hao, why did you come out? You just happen to have a cold, so you need to rest more. "

"Mom!" Zhou Hao could not hold it in any longer and pulled Yan Tong into her embrace.

At this time, he, who was fourteen years old, was already 1.6m tall, a little taller than Yan Tong. But for the place Zhou Hao came from, it had been far too long since he had felt the embrace of his mother.

As Yan Tong looked at his son, whose face was covered in tears, she thought about how he couldn't give his son a good life and how his husband wasn't able to live up to his expectations.

However, in front of her son, she was still as strong as ever. She gently caressed his son's back and gently said: "It's fine, Xiao Hao doesn't cry anymore. Did someone bully you? Tell mom."

Zhou Hao shook his head and saw the bruise on the left corner of Yan Tong's mouth. "Mom, did he hit you again?"

"No, Mom accidentally bumped into this." Yan Tong even tried to maintain Zhou Liren's fatherly image in front of her son.

Zhou Hao clenched his teeth, his eyes full of hatred: "Mom, that person is not fit to be your husband, and not fit to be my father. Mom, why don't you just leave him so that he won't always ask for money and hit you? "

"How can you say that to him? He's your dad after all." Yan Tong revealed a reprimanding expression towards Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao sighed in his heart. Although his father was not a good man, his mother was a very traditional woman.

Zhou Hao also knew that he couldn't persuade his mother right now, so he could only give up for now.

Recalling that he was born again, which was tantamount to having a second life, Zhou Hao said to Yan Tong resolutely, "Mom, don't worry, I won't let you suffer any longer. I'll let you live a good life!"

Yan Tong didn't know the reason; she only thought that Zhou Hao was comforting him, and was extremely touched in her heart.

Then, the mother and son duo started to clean up the mess in the hall. Just then, Yan Tong spoke again: ", your tuition has been taken away by him and you don't have any money left in your family. What should we do?"

Zhou Hao also felt troubled hearing this, this was indeed a problem.

Moreover, although he was clear about the future of the stock market, he needed capital to invest in it. The current situation at home could only barely sustain him for a month.

"If it really doesn't work, let's find Uncle's family to borrow some money first." Zhou Hao said in a heavy voice.

Hearing Zhou Hao's words, Yan Tong revealed a difficult expression.

Zhou Hao knew that his mother was trying to make things difficult for him. His first uncle was in the hardware business and at this time, he already had several million. He was one of the richest people in Zhou Hao's village.

However, his eldest uncle's family was extremely snobbish and had never looked down on Zhou Hao's family. Thus, after Zhou Hao graduated and became independent, he did not look for them even once.

"Besides, we haven't paid off the debt we borrowed." Yan Tong heaved a sigh of relief.

Zhou Hao said: "Mom, this time I will go with you. Moreover, this is the last time we are borrowing money from them."

Looking at Zhou Hao's resolute expression, Yan Tong sighed in her heart. It didn't matter if she was looked down upon by others, but she didn't want her own son to be looked down upon by others.

Suddenly, Yan Tong felt that Zhou Hao had changed. "Xiao Hao, why does mother feel that you have changed?"

Zhou Hao was shocked, "It changed? What's changed? "

"It has matured." Yan Tong smiled slightly, and the wrinkles that had been forced out from her face by the heavy burden of life began to loosen as well.

"No matter how you change it, Xiao Hao is still my mother's son." Zhou Hao laughed.

Then, Yan Tong went to prepare dinner, while Zhou Hao went to the balcony, looking at the noisy and bustling street below.

This was a city called Xiang City in Guangdong province, adjacent to Guangzhou, the Guangdong province capital, but it was not as bustling as Guangzhou.

And it was also when Zhou Hao was still in university that he went to Shanghai, where he worked, and where he ended his young life.

Zhou Hao's family originally lived in the Zhou Family Village, but in order to let Zhou Hao study in a better school, Yan Tong had to work hard to move to this small unit in the city that was only 30 square meters.

Looking at the bustling street below, Zhou Hao was immersed in his own memories. He knew that his Xiang City would develop very quickly in the next few years, and he was also very clear on the trend of development of his Xiang City.

Perhaps, he could take advantage of this spring breeze to properly accumulate his capital.

Just as Zhou Hao was still immersed in his own plans for development, someone knocked on the door. Zhou Hao was slightly shocked, but he immediately opened the door, and at the same time, thought, "Who could it be?"

Then, Zhou Hao saw a beautiful girl with short hair standing at the door. She was wearing a white T-shirt and yellow shorts.

The girl was around the same age as Zhou Hao, who was around 14 or 15 years old. She had a very pleasant appearance, with a pair of large gem-like eyes.

"You, you …" Looking at this girl, Zhou Hao was stunned, and was struck speechless.

"Zhou Hao, what's wrong? "It's weird." The girl's voice was pleasant to hear, clear and crisp like a jade dropping on a plate.

It wasn't that Zhou Hao didn't know this girl, on the contrary, she held too important a place in Zhou Hao's heart.

Her name was Wang Xijun, who lived opposite of her mother and brother and grew up together with Zhou Hao. She could be considered a childhood friend.

But Zhou Hao knew that when he grew up, she would be so beautiful that even Zeng Ying couldn't compare to her.

However, when she was nineteen, she married into Hong Kong.

The night before she left, she had come to find Zhou Hao before and Gu Ying told her with a hurt expression that he had actually always liked Zhou Hao.

However, due to the heavy burden of living, as well as having to take into account his studies, Zhou Hao did not say anything to her.

It was only when she spoke out her inner thoughts that Zhou Hao was enveloped in a feeling of immense grief. By that time, however, it was already too late.

Many years later, Zhou Hao would often feel extremely regretful, resentful towards himself for not paying attention to Wang Xijun at that time.

Seeing that Wang Xijun's face was still as young as ever, Zhou Hao was extremely excited in his heart. He suppressed it with great difficulty and asked with a smile: "Why are you here?"

"No, I just heard that your house is very noisy." Wang Xijun asked: "Are you alright?"

Zhou Hao shook his head. Feeling Wang Xijun's concern for him, he couldn't help but touch her round and smooth face. "Thank you."

Zhou Hao's sudden action made Wang Xijun at a loss of what to do, her face was also completely red, as she said: "No, no need."

He then turned around and ran back to his house in panic.

Looking deeply at Wang Xijun's back figure, Zhou Hao said in his heart: "This time, I won't let you go."