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Nine thousand nine hundred silver dollars were exchanged for twenty-four million seven hundred and fifty thousand yuan.

Chen Hao's eyes fell on the bag full of money and he clenched his fists excitedly. Although a T-border silver dollar would be worth three million in twenty years, he didn't feel a loss.

In this era of abundant opportunities, with more than 24 million in hand, you can do so many things.

Give it a try and live up to your good years.

"This is just the beginning."

Chen Hao looked forward to the future, his blood was boiling, it could also be said that his ambition was expanding. When he walked to the glass window, he saw that after more than 20 years, the most prosperous area of ​​​​the capital was now sparsely populated.

The China World Trade Center, big pants, and the 528-meter-high CEFC Center only existed in Chen Hao's memory. But in Chen Hao's eyes, the low buildings and large open spaces outside the window were filled with gold.

Buy land or a courtyard house?

Chen Hao pondered for a moment and slowly shook his head, denying the idea.

Today is June 3rd, and on June 10th, a stock was listed on the market, giving a shot in the arm to the stock market that had been sluggish for more than half a year, and making countless investors go crazy again.

"Fuyao..."

Chen Hao said the name of the stock and smiled.

downstairs.

Several people worked together to lift the iron box onto the pickup truck.

On the side, Mr. Wu, the shopkeeper of Jubaozhai, asked Boss Zheng in a low voice, "How much do you think these T-side silver coins will be worth in the future?"

Boss Zheng frowned and thought for a while and said: "A total of 75 million Yuan Datou were minted. The proportion of silver coins on the T side is less than one thousandth. In the future, one may be worth 10,000 yuan."

"Ten thousand yuan?"

Old Man Wu was in disbelief.

"It's just my guess."

Boss Zheng was not sure if his guess was correct.

Times restrict the imagination of Mr. Zheng’s boss, Mr. Wu.

The two of them could not have dreamed that more than 20 years later, a local dog in Tibetan areas was sold for a million dollars, not to mention a limited number of T-border silver coins.

In the next two days, Chen Hao was busy opening accounts in multiple banks to save money, trying to spread the funds as much as possible to avoid attracting attention.

At this stage, he is alone and has a shallow foundation. Even if he has extraordinary abilities, once he encounters the covetous eyes of powerful people, he will be in danger and must keep a low profile.

This is also the reason why he took action to frighten Hong Kong businessmen named Zheng.

On the afternoon of June 5th, Chen Hao finally deposited the last amount of money in the bank. He was relieved and returned to the hotel to take out the remaining ninety-nine silver dollars from the safe.

Originally, he kept a hundred silver dollars, and in order to frighten the Hong Kong businessman named Zheng, he "gifted" one.

T-edge silver dollar, extremely rare.

He decided to collect some.

After grabbing his belongings, Chen Hao checked out of the hotel, queued at the train station for more than two hours, and bought a train ticket south to Shanghai, with a hard seat.

Express sleeper tickets are hard to buy without some connections.

It's more difficult to fly, as you need a work permit.

Chen Hao had no choice.

He was lucky to be able to buy an express ticket.

In the square in front of the station, there are people everywhere, carrying large and small bags, or carrying gifts and dragging their families.

Many people sat on the ground, and some even spread a layer of newspapers on the ground and lay down to sleep.

Chen Hao felt the power of a country to take off from this messy scene.

Go south to work.

Travel south.

The tide of the times began to surge.

He firmly believes that in the near future, he will definitely be among the people standing at the forefront of the trend.

"I don't want to eat, I want to go home!"

The little girl's cry interrupted Chen Hao's chaotic thoughts.

Chen Hao looked at the sound.

Not far away, a middle-aged man and woman were holding on to a five or six-year-old girl.

The woman took three large white pills and force-fed the little girl.

The little girl struggled and cried.

Chen Hao frowned.

The middle-aged man and woman were dressed in ordinary clothes, which were a bit shabby, while the little girl's clothes were very fashionable. She wore a Mickey electronic watch on her white and tender wrist, and the exquisite sandals on her feet were also Mickey's.

The little girl is dressed as delicately as a doll.

As the saying goes, what kind of environment creates what kind of person.

In a remote and poor mountain valley, it is impossible for a rich lady with aristocratic temperament and manners to appear. At most, there are one or two Xiaojiabiyu.

By the same token, it would be difficult for this middle-aged man and woman, whose children's clothing quality is extremely poor, to dress their children like this.

They may not know what brand of electronic watch the little girl is wearing.

Chen Hao thought about it and walked over.

"I want to go home……"

The little girl cried, causing the people around her to look at her.

The middle-aged man became anxious, looked evil, and pinched the little girl's mouth to stop the little girl from yelling, so that the middle-aged woman could force-feed the medicine.

"This girl of mine has been spoiled by us. Every time we give her medicine when she gets sick, she gets into trouble." The middle-aged woman pretended to be helpless and explained to the people around her.

The little girl covered her mouth with her hands, her big eyes filled with tears, showing fear.

"It is really too much to spoil the child by dressing him up so well and dressing him up so beautifully. No matter whether it is a boy or a girl, you can't spoil the child. If you need to hit him, you will hit him."

"Yes, you can't be spoiled!"

"Pity the hearts of parents in the world."

People around him spoke one after another.

With the disguised encouragement of the people around them, the middle-aged man and woman confidently pulled away the little girl's hands covering her mouth.

"what……"

Because the little girl's mouth was still pinched by the middle-aged man, she couldn't speak and could only scream helplessly.

In full view.

The middle-aged woman stuffed three large white pills into the little girl's mouth.

Chen Hao rushed over, pushed the middle-aged woman away, kicked the middle-aged man down, and said to the little girl: "Spit out the medicine quickly."

The little girl spat out the pills.

"Brother, help me, they are bad people."

The little girl burst into tears and trembled all over, clutching Chen Hao's hand tightly, like a drowning person grabbing the last life-saving straw.

Chen Hao looked at the frightened little girl and felt heartbroken. He turned around and asked the middle-aged man and woman, "You said she is your daughter. What is her surname and name?"

"Her...her name is Erya, her surname...is Wang, Wang Erya."

The middle-aged woman was a little panicked and stammered.

"My name is not Wang Erya, my name is Feng Weitong, and my nickname is Niuniu." The little girl burst into tears.

"Weitong" comes from "The Book of Songs·Beifeng·Jingnu" "Tongguan has Wei, and it is said that the girl is beautiful". Only such a name can correspond to the image of the little girl.

Bullshit Wang Erya.

Not as good as Cuihua Zhongting.

Chen Hao glared at the middle-aged man and woman, "Do you know what Wei Tong means?"

Middle-aged men and women looked at each other with guilty conscience.

"go!"

The middle-aged man didn't wait for the people around him to react, grabbed his female companion and ran away, more than ten meters away, turned back and glared at Chen Hao with gritted teeth, obviously hating Chen Hao.

Chen Hao wanted to chase him, but the little girl held him tightly, fearing that he would leave, and watched helplessly as the two traffickers disappeared into the crowd.

Only then did the onlookers understand that the middle-aged man and woman who forcibly fed the little girl medicine were human traffickers, but few people were angry and only whispered about it.

It's not that they are insensitive, it's that there are too many human traffickers these days and they are common.

"Don't be afraid. My brother will take you to the police uncle and ask him to take you home." Chen Hao knelt down and wiped the tears from the little girl's face.

"Brother, I'm hungry. I want to eat Mai Kee's burger."

The little girl stopped crying and looked at Chen Hao pitifully.

Chen Hao was happy.