Rebirth: Back to 1991 as the richest man

There was a crisp sound in the dark basement. Feng Xilai was almost crazy. He threw away his arms and slapped his wrinkled old face hard, which shocked others.

"Old Feng, what are you doing?"

Guo Yushan quickly stepped forward and grabbed Feng Xilai.

"I fucking...want to die!" Feng Xilai's eyes were filled with tears, her voice was crying, her legs were weak, and she collapsed in Guo Yushan's arms.

Not to mention such an exaggerated profit, even if the winning number is 500 million, if you forget to buy the winning lottery, you may not be able to handle the feelings of loss, melancholy, and regret, and you may even commit suicide by jumping off the building.

"Director Li..."

Feng Xilai grabbed Li Minyang's arm in desperation.

"Old Feng, you have to think about it. After all, investment is risky. The price of the tickets may drop tomorrow."

Li Minyang patted Feng Xilai's back and quickly comforted him.

"I...I can't think about it...wuwuwu..."

Feng Xilai finally couldn't hold it any longer, sobbed loudly, and sat down on the ground with his legs weak.

This scene surprised Xu Haibo and Guo Yulian. They really didn't expect that Lao Feng, who usually looked calm, had a high position, but the second-in-command of the Magic City Clothing Company would be so fragile and disregarded his image.

"Lao Xu, you get up first. We have to focus on work. If it doesn't work, I'll let you be the boss."

Li Minyang followed Feng Xilai and squatted down. In such a state, he really didn't dare to say harsh words.

"Yes, Lao Feng, if you really can't do it, you should be the leader. I will work as a deputy to cooperate with you." Xu Haibo raised his hand and put it on Feng Xilai's shoulder, and squatted down.

"Old Feng, we have to think about everything. There is still a long way to go, and there are plenty of opportunities. From now on, you will be the responsible person in charge of the region. Our Lao Xu can just invest with Director Li."

Guo Yulian was outspoken and felt that she had comforted Lao Feng.

"Ah, you..."

Feng Xilai stared at Guo Yulian. The woman's words made him even more desperate.

"Director Li, please guide me, this and this... how should I get the subscription coupons, so that I can make some money."

Feng Xilai turned around and begged Li Minyang again.

"Old Feng, the price of tickets has taken off. If you miss some opportunities, you will miss them. I really can't help you. Besides, do you believe what I say now?"

At the end of his words, Li Minyang showed a helpless smile.

"I...I was..."

Feng Xi couldn't keep his mouth shut. Li Minyang's words were far louder than the slap he just slapped on him.

"It's getting late. Let's all go back. Lao Xu still has to catch the night train."

Li Minyang stood up and waved his hand.

"Old Feng, let's go."

Guo Yushan slowly helped Feng Xilai up, while Xu Haibo and his wife began to pack their things.

During this period, Lao Feng seemed to have lost his soul, lowering his head in disgrace and twitching quietly.

As for Xu Haibo's more than 1 tickets, since Li Minyang said he would take action, there was no need to ask more questions and he had complete trust in him. However, because there was too much money involved, Guo Yushan was very cautious.

When he opened the door and was about to leave, Guo Yushan kept silent about the unified ticket sales. If he wanted to take action himself, Li Minyang spoke up.

"Brother Guo, the market price of the coupons should wait until it reaches [-] before you consider taking action."

Li Minyang reminded that he had told Guo Yushan to ensure profits, but he understood his selfishness. If it were him, with such a huge profit, he would definitely keep the money in his pocket.

Furthermore, just to order Feng Xilai, the price of the tickets has just gone up. Even if the recycling price is [-], there is still double the profit.

"Okay, I see."

Guo Yushan smiled and nodded, and then several people walked out of the basement.

But when they got into the car, Feng Xilai still couldn't hold it in. She pursed her lips and cried, like an angry daughter-in-law.

"Take me to the train station first."

Lao Feng lowered his hat and looked around from the car window, creating tension by himself and dreaming of returning to Daye.

Guo Yushan was in a hurry and wished he could rush home right now and sleep with the pile of subscription coupons in his arms. He drove very fast along the way.

The three members of the family were all extremely excited, and they were all thinking about their rich and prosperous life in the future. Only Lao Feng, who was in the passenger seat, was crying, which was a bit abrupt.

"Lai Feng, cry a little louder."

Guo Yushan made fun of him, saying that newspaper comrades have very vicious mouths.

"Old Feng, actually what Minyang said was very clear just now. Don't consider selling if the coupons are more than [-]. Now even if you recycle them at [-], you can still make a profit. Why don't you give it a try?"

Xu Haibo felt good and said earnestly, "Well, it's my business to pay the compensation, right?"

"This is so funny."

Feng Xilai finally stopped talking and looked a little more serious, "It is indeed a success, and the profits have doubled."

Now, Feng Xilai is finally honest and is extremely convinced of Li Minyang.

All the way after that, Old Feng was talking about the tickets. After returning home, as expected, he heard the man wailing.

"At that time, I felt like I was haunted by a ghost, and I had to give up the subscription coupons at home. Now I can sell them for 1000 yuan. How much money have I lost."

"Hey, my heart hurts, I'm going to be so angry, ah oh oh oh..."

"I can't live this life..."

......

The man finally sat on the ground and cried bitterly.

Feng Baobao's expression was ferocious, and his mood was extremely heavy. It was really more uncomfortable than being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, and he immediately pulled his father onto his back.

"Dad, this Li Minyang is so amazing. How did he predict this market trend? If we had been like Lao Xu and hoarded more coupons, we would have been extremely rich. How many coupons does he have in his hand? "

Feng Baobao couldn't help but grit his teeth and breathed quickly when he spoke.

"Stop saying these regretful words. Your mother's howling is enough. What's wrong, do you have to force me to death to stop?"

Feng Xilai looked in pain, pressed his heart, and immediately sat on the edge of the bed, speaking in a slower tone:

"Xu Haibo alone has [-] tickets, and the one at the newspaper office seems to have [-]. I don't know how many Director Li has. In short, Manmu's recent revenue, including loans and other funds, are all used Tickets purchased.”

"Oh......"

Feng Baobao stomped his feet, but he didn't dare to say harsh words to his father again, so he raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

"What are you doing?"

Feng Xilai hurriedly grabbed his son's arm.

"Dad, we...if we had listened to Director Li and bought some tickets, we would have made a fortune."

Feng Baobao couldn't control his emotions and roared dissatisfied.

"yes......"

Feng Xilai nodded slowly, his eyes a little cloudy, "I had a drink with Director Li last night, and he asked me to go out and collect some, only a few dozen yuan a piece, but I didn't go, and I even ridiculed him. He deserved not to have such a rich life. "

"what!?"

Feng Baobao's voice suddenly rose, "Dad, did Director Li tell you last night? Oh, it would be great if I could collect some tickets."

"Boom!"

As soon as his son finished speaking, Feng Xilai fell to the ground and fainted.

"dad!"

Feng Baobao was hysterical, and the sound finally stopped, and he ran to his back in three steps and two steps at a time.