After graduating from Ling Er University, the coin-operated game console that had been developing for half a century is being hit by hand-held building block game consoles and TV games represented by Nintendo, Sony, Scarlett, and Victory.

Coin-operated gaming consoles have basically declined worldwide, but in China, where the country has just opened, it was just the beginning. Moreover, most families do not have the conditions to buy expensive handheld gaming consoles.

In the second year after he graduated from college, Ling Lao Er went from producing game cards and joysticks to making whole machines, which coincided with the transformation of Hong Kong and Taiwan game console manufacturers, which gave him the opportunity to grow bigger.

The mosquito legs that others threw away made him eat oily.

But later, no matter whether it was a large game console manufacturer or a small game console manufacturer, what no one expected was that the computer era and the Internet of Things era would come so quickly.

The children are all going to the Internet cafe, who still cares about the game hall?

In the era when the gunfire of "Half-Life" and the commands of the mobilization soldiers in "Red Alert" echoed in the streets and alleys, his Ling Laoer's game console factory went bankrupt. He is such a smart person, so naturally he will not easily admit defeat.

Moreover, no one could deny his determination to devote himself to the Chinese entertainment industry, so he then turned to a doll lottery machine.

In short, he continues to fight on the front line of China's entertainment industry, sheds blood and sweats.

Now, let him continue to do it again and be familiar with it, and he will definitely make money just like the stock market. However, because of the lack of a complete industrial chain, integrated circuits need to be imported.

To put it bluntly, it still involves foreign exchange issues.

When the summer in Pujiang is hot, it is not a stove or a stove.

His electronic watch business has formed his own sales network and there is no need to set up a stall at all. However, he is idle and just accompanied Ling Long and others to continue setting up stalls in the Chenghuang Temple area, occasionally listening to Wen Chunhua talking about history.

Since setting up a stall, Wen Chunhua has achieved brilliant results. He has driven a tricycle and hit a wall, a tree, a green belt, and even a river ditch. The same mistake has been made more than once or twice, and he has become a VIP customer in the traffic police team.

The only thing to thank is that I have never bumped into anyone.

Today's three hexagrams have passed. At noon, he and Ling Er hid under the shade of the tree, each holding a bottle of soda, and always felt that the more you drank, the thirsty they became.

"I would have a storefront." Wen Chunhua said, "Buy your own water and make your own tea."

"Yes, buy a storefront." Wen Chunhua's words reminded Ling Er, and he smiled, "You can really buy two shops, even if you don't do business, you can rent them out."

He now has nearly three million idle funds. Not to mention buying two sets, buying twenty sets is more than enough. No matter what location it is, as long as it is in the Pujiang area, it will not lose money if you buy it.

"Most of them are overseas remittance houses, which cost 1,000 US dollars per square meter. Do you buy them? The long-growing house in Hongkou costs 2,300 yuan, which is not cheap." Wen Chunhua sighed, "Shopping, that's probably even less expensive."

Ling Er smiled and said, "You don't have to buy such expensive ones. Many of them are from 800 to 1,300 yuan in small multi-story buildings." Ling Er knew that he was telling the truth. There are a lot of commercial housing in front of him, but most of them are public units and individuals who buy houses, but most of them are self-employed people like them. He smiled and said, "It's just that the location is not that good."

Wen Chunhua said, "You haven't seen it before. You definitely don't want it after seeing it. There is an aisle between the kitchen and the living room and the bedroom, and that's not a good layout."

"You are not lucky," Ling Er joked, "Your ancestors are so rich and you haven't inherited them, so you have never resented them?"

"What do I hate?" Wen Chunhua asked in surprise.

"You are nothing but the old house at home," Ling Er said, "If your ancestors continue to be rich, you might be a rich man now."

"Then my dad is nothing." Wen Chunhua said with a smile, "My grandfather is a big capitalist, has a factory in Baoshan, and a shop in the pedestrian street. My mother is a young lady and lives on Huaihai Road. Look, Fatong is still very fashionable now.

My father is Bazi, who farms in Chuansha. He is a poor and lower-middle peasant. How could he marry my mother?

That's the national policy. Without the national policy, there would be no me."

Ling Er was stunned when he heard this, and after a while, he said, "Your thoughts are very clear."

"I'm telling the truth." Wen Chunhua rolled his eyes and said, "Do you want to buy a shop?"

"Are you confident?" Ling Er was speculating on how much money he had now.

"You bought it."

"Whether I buy it or not, I won't do your business?" Ling Er said.

"Can I rent it?" Wen Chunhua said.

Ling Er said, "Then you can consider it."

Needless to say, Ling Long, Qiu brothers and others must have followed suit.

He spent 500,000 to buy the upper and lower pavements of Zhaojiabang Road. As for the others, because of their limited financial resources, they could only buy a small door in the surrounding area.

"I would have bought one." Ling Long stood at the door of his store less than 15 square meters, and looked at the tall building that was about to be topped off the opposite side. The workers moved around on the twenty-two floors like ants.

"Young people are sunny at eight or nine o'clock in the morning. It's noon, why are you doing daydreaming?" Qiu Shaoliang slammed.

Ling Er smiled and said, "What if the dream is successful? In the past, who would have thought that you could buy a house in Pujiang?"

"My previous dream was to marry a wife." Qiu Shaoliang laughed after he said that. After he had money, he laughed at his former dream.

"We have to think about it now." Qiu Shaojie was really worried about his younger brother. How old is it? He talked nonsense with a group of girls who were working for his money. What good results would be?

"You don't understand." Qiu Shaoliang really understands himself. As long as he has money, marrying a wife is a trivial matter, and he is not even bothered to mention it. There are too many interesting things in life.

"You want to be a loser!" Qiu Shaojie asked angrily.

Qiu Shaoliang frowned. He ignored it. It seemed that the queen was a big deal. It seemed that it was necessary to marry a wife.

I bought the shop, but because I couldn't imagine what kind of business it was good, Wang Gang and others rented it out, collected the rent on time, and continued to set up stalls. The crowds there were much larger than here.

The only exception is Ling Long. He completely parted ways with Ling Er and others and sold big steamed buns. From morning to noon and evening, there were constant customers.

It's tiring than setting up a stall, and it's not as much as setting up a stall, but he feels comfortable.

He and Ling Er are relatives, he is also a cousin, and Ling Er is taking care of him, and he understands this idea.

However, he always felt that this was not good. The better Ling Er developed, the more panicked he felt.

There is an old saying that relatives don’t share wealth, and they share wealth and break off contact. He and Ling Er are cousins, but they are not much worse than brothers. If you want to maintain this brotherly relationship, he has to leave.

He had long wanted to separate from Ling Er, and now he has the opportunity, so he naturally does not hesitate.

Ling Er was a little worried about him establishing his own business. After all, this cousin was a little naughty, so he went to his store more frequently. When he went again, he found that there was an extra helper in his store.

The girl is in her twenties with beautiful eyebrows and eyes. When she smiles, her round face is sunken into her cheeks, and her dimples are very beautiful.

He seems to have seen it somewhere?

"I've brought this good-looking guy here, I've planned it for a long time." Qiu Shaoliang grinned.

"When is a good person? Why don't I know?" Ling Er asked curiously.

Qiu Shaoliang said, "You have been studying at home, of course you don't know. This has been a conversation for half a year. The girl is from Woyang."

"Okay, I'm just kept in the dark. After a long time, not only did someone come up with ideas, but someone came up with skills." Ling Er said with a smile, "Or why did he suddenly want to sell big steamed buns?"

Looking at the foggy steamed bun shop, Qiu Shaoliang wiped his sweat and said, "It's a hot day, fortunately they can bear it."

They waited for the last customer to leave before slowly entering the store.
Chapter completed!