Rebirth: My 80s

“Oh, little Leon, I’m so sorry, if you can’t even compete for a small city councillor with your own ability, the family will not pave the way for you.

"It is very dangerous to send an incompetent person to an overly high position."

The young man named Leon hung his head, accepting the advice humbly, but with bitterness at the corners of his mouth.

For an ordinary person, becoming a city councilor at the age of 40 would be considered a political elite.

But in their family, if you choose to pursue a career in politics and have not reached this position by the age of thirty, you will be considered incompetent.

"What about you, Zach?"

Old man Sisa's expression was not very good, and he looked tired, but he refused the kindness of his eldest daughter-in-law, who was almost 70 years old, who wanted to push him to have a rest. He then looked at the one with the most indifferent expression among the group of little kids.

He wanted to hear some good news.

The grandchildren don't seem to have done much this year.

Cesar thought, this kid Zach never disappoints anyone.

He is the only one among his grandchildren who has business talent.

The young man named Zack, about 27 or 28 years old, was wearing a custom-made navy blue slim-fit suit. He had an upright posture, like a male model.

When he came to Cesar, many of the young girls from the Adams family who were gathered around the old ancestor showed admiration.

Even Abby smiled at him.

This is probably because rare things are valuable.

In the Adams family, there is no shortage of political elites, but the only person who mainly relies on his own abilities and owns a group company under the age of 30 is Zack.

“Grandpa, I haven’t accomplished much this year.

"In the first half of the year, we have been planning for the group's IPO. We finally got it done, but as you know, recently... the stock market has collapsed."

Xisa frowned and asked, "So I lost money?"

Zach smiled and shook his head, saying, "No, in September, I vaguely sensed a crisis and temporarily suspended the listing process."

"Oh?"

Xisa's eyes lit up. He indeed didn't know the news yet. Although he still had the final say in the family, he was old after all, and the management of the family had long been handed over to the next generation.

He became increasingly sleepy and spent less time awake.

If it is not necessary, it will not be fed back to him.

"I heard that even Warren Buffett, who is known as the stock god, suffered heavy losses in this stock market crash, but you managed to avoid it perfectly."

Cesar was in great joy and lovingly rubbed the head of Zack who was squatting in front of him.

Despite messing up Zach's side-swept hair, the latter enjoyed it very much.

"But the financial collapse will have an impact on the overall business. I'm afraid we won't make much money this year," Zack said modestly.

Sisa asked, “What are the profits so far?”

"It's just a small fight. I don't want to make you laugh."

"Tell me."

"The company's revenue was 3.5 million, and its net profit was million." Zack said, puffing out his chest.

Hey!

Not to mention the elders who knew this information, the women and younger generations who didn't know all gasped.

Many of them have less than 80 million U.S. dollars in their entire family assets.

And Zach earned that much in just half a year.

And it was the year when the financial crisis hit.

There is a saying spreading out there now: if you don’t lose money this year, you will make a profit.

Business genius.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Xisa laughed, then turned his head to look around and said, "I think some of the family businesses can be gradually handed over to little Zach to manage."

Among the crowd of people watching nearby, a gray-haired man stepped forward and said, "Okay, father."

Zach was delighted, but he didn't show it on his face.

The people around him were immediately filled with praise for him:

"Even among those chaebol families, Zach is at the top."

"In this kind of year, we can make 80 million without losing money. Tsk tsk... Young people who want to go into business should learn from Zach. If you can make 8 million a year without losing money, we will all be happy."

"Among the three generations, Zach is truly unmatched in terms of earning ability."

...

There was laughter and laughter all around.

But there was one person who was not feeling well.

Abby's mother smiled and said, "Actually, my Abby is not bad either."

Everyone was surprised and looked at her and Abby.

"Isn't Abby still in school?"

"Oh yeah, little Abby is already 18 years old, got her share of the property, and started learning about investing?"

"Did Abby make money this year too?"

...

Cesar also looked at Abby and took her little hand.

Abby squatted down in front of him.

It has become an unwritten rule that younger generations in the family will do this when talking to their ancestors.

Cesar stroked her dark golden hair, his face full of love, and asked with a smile: "My little sweetheart, in addition to going to school this year, is she also starting to learn investment?"

Abby nodded.

“What did you invest in?”

"stock."

Xisa was surprised: "Then you didn't lose anything?"

Abby chuckled and said, "No... I made a small profit."

She thought of Zack's performance just now.

Learn to be as humble as possible.

"Oh, my sweetheart, you are awesome! You are better than many people on Wall Street."

Sisa smiled jokingly and asked, "How much did you earn?"

"Nearly... 3.5 million."

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was shocked.

Some people's jaws dropped so low that they almost fell onto their necks.

"How much?!" Zack, who hadn't left yet, asked with wide eyes.

Not only him, most of the people present thought there was something wrong with their ears.

Including Sisa.

"How much did you just say, sweetheart?"

"Actually it's more than 3.5 million. I rounded it down to million." Abby said obediently.

Hey!

This time there were more words and everyone pricked up their ears, so it was impossible to hear it wrong.

Xisa's cloudy eyes widened and he asked in astonishment, "How much property did you get? If I remember correctly, you just had your coming-of-age ceremony a few months ago. In just a few months, you used those tens of millions to make 3.6 ​​million yuan by speculating in stocks?"

"Yes, Grandpa."

Cesar: “…”

"This is impossible!"

Zach next to him questioned, "Even if you perfectly avoided the stock market crash, even if you were extremely lucky, with tens of millions of yuan in capital, how could you have made more than 300 million yuan in just a few months?

“There is no stock in the market that has risen so much!”

lie!

Abby is definitely lying!

Many people are saying this in their hearts.

This child has learned bad things.

It was obvious that the ancestor loved her so much, but she was still not satisfied. In order to please the ancestor, she even did not hesitate to make up such a stupid lie.

Do you really think everyone is as big-breasted and brainless as you?

"Brother Zach, this is not just one stock, nor is it just one operation. The process is so complicated that even I... and ordinary people can't understand it." Abby said.

After settling the profits, Li Jiankun gave Abby's share.

At the same time, under her extremely shocked and constant harassment, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I wrote and drew for her for nearly half an hour.

Because if I just spoke it alone, she could hardly understand a word.

"Oh, really? Then tell me how you make money?" Zack smiled sarcastically.

Abby looked embarrassed and couldn't say anything.

She returned it to Jack Lee before the class was over.

But she knew that it was a godly operation.

Perhaps it was at that moment, looking at Jack Lee holding a pen and chatting casually, that her heart was shot by Cupid's arrow.

Cesar deliberately put on a stern face, raised his withered hand, scratched Abby's straight nose and said, "My sweetheart, this is not good."

"Grandpa, I didn't lie."

Abby said, "I guessed you might not believe it, so I brought the check."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and looked to the side:

"mom?"

Abby's mother took out a HSBC check from a black handbag without a logo and said, "You know, we don't have that much savings."

The implication is that her family is not capable of planning such a drama.

The check was presented to Cesar.

Someone handed me a pair of reading glasses.

Before Cesar could put on his reading glasses to take a closer look, the little princesses gathered around had already raised their heads to take a closer look - they were the only ones who dared.

"His!"

"Really!"

"Three hundred and sixty million, and there are still several million left!"

"Grandpa, let me read it to you..."

"Abby, Abby, you stinky Abby, I'm done with you, you you you...you've become a top rich woman."

Abby: “…”

Blame me?

Sisa held the check in his hand and even turned it over and over for a long time. With his eyes, he could naturally tell the real from the fake.

Then he stared at Abby and asked in surprise: "You have this kind of talent?"

Zach said, "Grandpa, is the check real?"

Cesar nodded.

Karma!

Zach's face turned pale for no apparent reason.

I never expected that I would be outdone by a girl who just turned eighteen.

In fact, he is quite satisfied with this year's achievements and the company's performance.

However, the annual turnover of his group company was only 3.5 million, while Abby, a little kid, made a net profit of 3.6 million.

Nothing can compare...

Abby didn't even think about lying. She didn't even believe herself...

"no--"

"Although it's not Abby who does the stock market trading herself."

Abby's mother stepped forward to interrupt her daughter and said, "But how many investors would and need to operate the market themselves?

“The willingness to invest came from Abby, and she said she had asked someone who couldn’t invest for others to help her manage the business.

“I think this is also a reflection of Abby’s ability.

"I remember my grandfather loved ancient Eastern wisdom and once said: The superior man controls the others."

Xisa nodded slightly. In fact, he often said this sentence to educate the younger generation.

He smiled happily, and even leaned over and touched Abby's little head with his wrinkled face: "My little sweetheart is so amazing."

"whee……"

"Who can you find to help you make this kind of investment? Who has the ability to make this kind of investment?"

Beside him, Zach was still full of suspicion and asked, "I am very familiar with Wall Street. How come you invited a big short seller to seize the perfect opportunity to help you use 50 times leverage to short this stock market crash?

"But I heard that even Soros was in trouble this time."

Abby looked at him and said in surprise, “Brother Zach, you are really awesome.

"If it were you, you might understand."

What and what!

Zack didn't understand and his forehead was filled with black lines.

"Zach, you're right."

Abby's mother stepped forward again at the right time and said, "As far as this stock market crash is concerned, Wall Street can't find such an investor, but please don't look at her with such eyes that 'Abby is a bad child'.

“Abby didn’t tell a single lie.

"Aren't you familiar with the financial world? Then you should know that someone did accurately predict this stock market crash and made arrangements in advance."

"You mean Jack Lee?"

Zach looked down at Abby: "She?

“Jack Lee?

"Hahahaha... Oh, sorry, I lost my composure. Jack Lee owns more than 400 companies and has a net worth of 60 billion, and that was before the stock market crash.

“If you don’t run a business, you don’t know that managing more than 400 companies is something only a superman can do.

"Jack Lee has time to deal with Abby?

"There's one more thing you may not know. The whole United States is looking for Jack Lee right now."

Abby interrupted and said, "Brother Zach, I know Jack Lee very well, and he also..."

Abby paused, and subconsciously one of her little hands reached for her butt. When she looked in the mirror this morning, she noticed that there were bruises.

"Really? Then you are the object of flattery for the entire Wall Street now. Why don't you invite him out for a gathering?"

"He's here. My dad went out to pick us up, and the two of them started chatting."

Abby pointed to the door.

Hey!

Not only Zach, but everyone in the hall who was familiar with the financial world was shocked.

Then, without anyone's instructions, these people all rushed towards the gate.

It's not just Wall Street that wants to find Jack Lee now?

Who hasn’t invested in securities these days?

Outside the main building of the manor, next to the black phantom, Li Jiankun was smoking a Cuban cigar and chatting with Abby's father.

Suddenly I saw a group of people rushing over.

As the saying goes, a guilty conscience is the worst. I abused Abby last night. God doesn't know whether this not-so-smart kid will tell anyone in the family. So I'm a little nervous.

But soon, when he noticed the surprise on the faces of the people in the front, Li Jiankun calmed down.

"Jack Lee, it really is you!"

Li Jiankun smiled slightly, waved his hand holding the cigar with two fingers, and said, "Hello, everyone."