"Hey, I don't understand what you said," although Pan Youcheng didn't understand why Ling Er was so confident, but he was indeed infected and no longer had the panic at the beginning. "I will do whatever you say then."

"Then eat as much as you should, drink as you should. The ups and downs of business, and you will get used to it when you experience more in the future," Ling Er said with a smile. "No matter how big a company or a store is, once you can't keep up with the situation, there will always be a day when you go bankrupt. Where can there be a real century-old enterprise or a century-old store?"

Even if the company's name is still there, its shareholders may have changed several times and become vassals of upstarts or major chaebols.

"There are exceptions," Pan Youcheng said with a smile. "For example, the chemical factory before Liang Chengtao was a large factory with a thousand people, and it was a country. It cannot be said that it would go bankrupt."

"You have been to Pujiang for quite some time. I have seen fewer bankrupt state-owned enterprises?" Ling Er said with a smile, "If you want to talk about scale, there are still a few that can be bigger than the supply and marketing cooperatives. In the past, the supply and marketing cooperatives in our town had a lot of cattle, so they bought grain coupons and cloth coupons. The employees inside looked at people with their heads raised and their nostrils looked at people.

Look at how it is now?"

"That's right," Pan Youcheng said with great emotion, "There is basically no one inside. When I go home during the summer vacation, I see that the supply and marketing cooperative in our town is basically closed.

The shops opened by the self-employed are more complete, the prices are lower, and the service attitude is even more unspeakable. I greet you from afar. Sometimes the villagers in the country can even ask you to pay on credit."

"That's it. The social situation will develop very quickly. Many products are best-selling today and will be outdated tomorrow," Ling Er said after talking to him. "If you want to do a long-term business, there is only one way, that is, follow the situation and cannot keep it apart."

Of course, it’s great for him to be reborn, after all, it feels quite good to be a prophet.

However, it is not without its disadvantages. He is only 19 years old now, and he has lost his sense of freshness in many things and has lost his curiosity about the world.

How can people make progress if they lose their curiosity?

Sometimes it's a bit too much to worry about.

Fortunately, there was something that made him very pleased. He had not lost his exploration of body art. He held a wine glass in one hand and chopsticks in the other, his mouth was moving, but his eyes occasionally looked at the hotel owner Wang Ziwei inadvertently.

It is definitely not a, nor b, so is it?

It doesn't seem to be similar, so there is a high probability that it is!

It's really a murderous weapon on earth!

Too lethal to men!

Well, she looked up, and Ling Er quickly turned around and clinked glasses with Pan Youcheng.

On December 25, 1991, the Soviet Union did not change its life course without the incitement of Ling Er, the little butterfly. The behemoth collapsed and was directly divided into 15 countries.

Except for Ling Er, the whole world was shocked.

Ling Er almost jumped up happily, on the one hand because the Soviets gave him money, on the other hand, Mao Xiong sacrificed himself and made a happy world.

Americans have fewer opponents and made a lot of money.

Eastern European countries can be themselves independently, and Indians can take advantage of the depreciation of the ruble and pay off their debts quickly.

The same is true for China. How can you allow others to snore when you lie on the side of the bed?

He couldn't wait to urge Wen Chunhua to go to Hong Kong.

While waiting anxiously, the final exam was not so attentive, just pass the exam.

The school has been on holiday, and Wen Chunhua has only been out for half a month. He feels like it is as long as a century. He is very eager to know the result.

"Look, right?" Wen Chunhua handed Ling Er two pieces of paper and a bank card. His hands were a little shaking. Even though the matter was determined by himself, he couldn't believe it and felt like he was in a dream.

He entered Hong Kong twice, did nothing, just signed the documents and easily earned 2.4 million US dollars, and then left Hong Kong amid the compliments from others.

Of course, the most important thing is that there are also his profits in this operation. He invested all his net worth of 10,000 US dollars, and now he has earned more than 30,000 US dollars!

"Yes, right," Ling Er laughed, and he said to Liang Chengtao, "What do you say, should I keep foreign exchange, or should I give you RMB?"

Of the 600,000 US dollars, he himself has 400,000 US dollars, Liang Chengtao's 150,000 US dollars, and the remaining 50,000 were collected by Qiu Shaojie, Ling Long, Wen Chunhua and others.

"You and I still share each other? I guess you will definitely be restless next time. Let's put it there first. If you save money, you have to use foreign exchange and you have to let that boy Cai Dongjie be skinned." Liang Chengtao said with a smile.

"We are the same. We don't have enough money to spend for the time being. If you need it, please ask you for it," Qiu Shaojie said with a smile, "This money is like a free pickup."

The 20,000 yuan of his brothers has become 80,000 yuan? Is there anything more exciting than this?

"Then I have nothing to say." The bank account belongs to Wen Chunhua. Of course, Wen Chunhua is not afraid that someone can take away the money. No matter what, he will have to pass his stance.

"Okay," Ling Er will definitely have some money to use. There is so much money and the power is great. He really doesn't want to return it to them for the time being. He smiled and said, "I'm short of money and tell me that I'll give you RMB."

He can finally have a good New Year with peace of mind.

He was about to drive back to his hometown with Qiu Shaojie, Ling Long and others. Before leaving, he went to Ling Daikun's place again.

"Are you not busy?" Ling Daikun was wearing a half-new and not old gray cotton jacket, and was half kneeling on the ground, blowing air towards the air inlet of the stove. The stove did not give face, and black smoke was rising, and no trace of flame could be seen.

"You don't have a fan?" Ling Er didn't know what to say. He took the tongs and took out a little cinder from the air inlet, folded the old newspaper, and fanned it at the air inlet. After a while, the wood turned red and the flames rose.

"I didn't pay attention last night, and I destroyed it myself." Ling Daikun picked up the hard steamed buns placed on the table at the door and asked, "Have you eaten breakfast? I'll soak the steamed buns for you to eat."

"What about the money I give you? I'll eat this early in the morning?" He gave him five hundred yuan! It's enough for a family of three to spend a year! Moreover, Ling Daikun is the only one!

"Here, there's something else." Ling Daikun smiled.

"Really?" Ling Er didn't believe it.

"Really." Ling Daikun was afraid that Ling Er would not believe it, so he took out a tightly wrapped plastic bag from his close-fitting pocket.

"Okay, just have it." Ling Er took the tongs and poked the furnace through, and the fire became even bigger. He put the coals on it, "I'll go home for the New Year tomorrow, go back with me?"

"I have something to do." Ling Daikun said.

"There has been no news for three years. If you could find it, you would have found it long ago." Ling Er sighed, "Pack up your things, go where I live tonight, and leave together tomorrow morning."

"The coal stove has been started." Ling Daikun said, "It's wasted."

"Then use it and leave." Ling Er went out to buy groceries.
Chapter completed!