Rebirth 1991: My Financial Era

A train is running through the summer wilderness, and the lush rice fields are receding away. The open gaps in the train windows blow in fresh air, taking away the heat in the carriage.

The old-fashioned green train has hard-seat carriages facing each other. Instant noodles, kettles and cooked food are placed on the small table.

Sun Chen sat on the hard seat, holding his backpack, motionless.

He couldn't believe the current situation and asked three questions in his heart: Who am I? where am I? Where am I going?

Sun Chen was originally a North drifter, an ordinary 996 Fubao employee with no background, no resources, and no life. The girlfriend he had been chasing for ten years told him that there was no room, no love, no orgasm.

So, he tried his best to save money, and finally spent a down payment of 30 to buy a small house in Yanjiao with a mortgage. From then on, he dreamed of marrying a poor man and reaching the peak of his life after handing over the house.

When it was time to hand over the house, Sun Chen took the subway and then the bus, and spent 2 hours arriving at the building complex. He didn't see the house that was expected to be delivered, but only saw the housing slaves who were defending their rights. It turned out that the developer raised funds illegally and ran away suddenly.

"Oh my God! Why are you playing with me!" Sun Chen pointed his fingers to the sky, wanting to cry but without tears.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed across the clear sky and struck directly at Sun Chen. After a burst of sparks, Sun Chen disappeared on the spot.

The house slaves defending their rights were also dumbfounded. God, did you successfully survive the disaster, or did you disappear into ashes?

Sun Chen smelled his fingers numbly. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt a bit burnt.

After pinching his thigh five times and biting his tongue eight times, Sun Chen finally confirmed the reality: It turned out that I had not succeeded in overcoming the tribulation, but had been reborn.

He rummaged through his pockets one by one, and found a handful of change and a handwritten train ticket in the last trouser pocket. The train ticket said: 293 times, Wucheng to Xiangcheng, June 1991, 6.

After searching through the memory in his brain, Sun Chen finally found the lost memory.

When Sun Chen was 17, after the final exam of his first year of high school, he sent his grandfather Sun Jingzhang to stay with his uncle in Wucheng temporarily. Originally, he wanted to play with his eldest brother Sun Qiang in Wucheng, but because Sun Qiang had to take the college entrance examination, his aunt drove him back. Alas, I was reckless and didn't calculate the date accurately. No wonder the aunt fell out.

Sun Chen opened the small bag in his arms. It turned out to be lunch bought for him by his uncle Sun Renwu, which included instant noodles, ham sausage and braised beef.

Sun Chen moved his 178cm body, his back was soaked with sweat, he twisted his stiff neck, and his eyes regained their vitality.

17 years old, in the Mood for Love, God has been so kind to me! I must let the class beauty and school beauty lie under me and sing Conquer! Sun Chen thought secretly.

Oops, that’s not right. Others have room for rebirth, have superpowers, and have systems. It’s not like I was reborn in vain.

Sun Chen waved his hands, kicked his legs, and muttered. The passengers opposite looked at him like a fool.

Sun Chen didn't feel any difference except that he was a little stronger than before. The various mantras recited silently in my mind were of no use at all.

This is too frustrating. It’s not the old thief. Well, I can’t scold him anymore. If I scold him again, I might send him somewhere!

Sun Chen came to life and decided to fill his stomach first. Arrive at Xiangcheng in the afternoon, transfer to a township bus, and go home in the evening. Um? Why don't you go hang out with your classmates for a few days first?

Sun Chen tore open the instant noodles and poured them into the lunch box, put the ham sausage inside, poured boiling water on it, stuffed it for a while, and then ate it happily.

The smell of instant noodles spreads in the train car, and it's time for lunch. As if they had received some kind of instruction, the passengers began to make instant noodles one after another, and shouts of "sausage and melon seeds instant noodles, beer and peanut eight-treasure porridge" came from the carriage.

Sun Chen slurped down the instant noodles, opened the plastic bag of braised pork, and ate it with a fork. He had a mouthful of meat and a mouthful of noodle soup, and it was much more delicious than the overtime meal at work.

The middle-aged male passenger opposite bought a box of train meals and took a few bites. He smelled the smell of instant noodles and braised beef and suddenly felt that fast food was boring.

"Brother, come and have something to eat together. It's hot and it will spoil if you can't eat it." Sun Chen didn't take any notice and pushed the braised beef towards the other side.

"Thank you, brother, I'm not polite." The middle-aged man spoke with a Sichuan and Chongqing accent. He bought two bottles of beer, opened them, and handed one to Sun Chen.

Sun Chen was worried that this was a dream, and he was afraid that he would be taken back by lightning at any moment. With the concept of carpe diem, he took the beer and took a sip.

Jinlongquan, well, that’s what it tastes like!

"Brother, thank you for the beer. What's your surname?" Sun Chen asked casually.

"My surname is Mou, Mou Zhongzhi. What about you, brother?" Mou Zhongzhong took a sip of beer and asked.

"I'm Sun Chen." Sun Chen replied casually.

Hey, no, who? Mou among them! Is it Mou Zhongzhong who exchanged light industrial products for airplanes? !

"Brother Mou, are you from Chongqing?" Sun Chen asked.

"My enemy, am I from Chongqing?" Mou Zhongzhi replied.

"Are you busy changing planes?" Sun Chen continued to ask.

"How do you know, hey, no, who did you listen to?" Mou Zhongyoubang was surprised and found it incredible. Could this kid be a fortune teller?

"When buying light industrial products, manufacturers require cash, right?" Sun Chen seemed to be saying one fact, but also seemed to be saying another thing.

"That's for sure, no one is stupid." Mou Zhongzhi was said to be the centerpiece.

"If you don't deliver goods, there will be no planes. If you don't have planes, you won't be able to get money. It's an endless cycle." Sun Chen concluded his comments.

"You're right, it's an endless cycle. I've been busy for half a year, but it's all in vain." Mou Zhongzhi was a little discouraged.

"Some things, if done in the wrong order, are all wrong. Only if the process is correct can we do it right." Sun Chen seemed to be lamenting the frustration of working overtime, or as if he was teaching the new social interns.

"Little brother, how do you say this?" Mou Zhongzhi listened to his incomprehensible words and felt that he had great wisdom and a little inspiration, but he couldn't grasp it.

"Brother Mou, I'm talking to myself, don't be surprised. I'm full, so I'll take a nap for a while." Sun Chen seemed to have lost interest in talking and looked incomprehensible.

Mou Qizhong said, "Have a good sleep, get up quickly and continue talking to me!"

"Little brother, I sincerely ask for advice, can you help me clarify my doubts?" Mou Zhongzhi lowered his attitude and asked Sun Chen softly.

At this time, a mechanical female voice sounded in Sun Chen's mind: "The financial system is being activated. Please say yes silently to confirm activation. Please say no silently if not confirmed."

Mmp, it turns out that I am a systematic person. Wait, what does no mean? Sun Chen asked silently in his heart.

"If you choose yes, it will be bound to the super financial system. If you choose no, the system will directly choose the erasure mode." The voice was still cold.

What the hell, just kill it! Do you want to be so cruel to the system? !

For the sake of your life, you have to choose yes, Sun Chen thought silently.

"Ding dong, the financial system has been activated and is scanning the host." The cold voice continued.

A display panel appeared in Sun Chen's mind.

Basic host information: Sun Chen, male, likes women, height 178cm.

Stamina: 70

Intelligence: 70

Charisma: 70

Skills: None

Bank: No rating

Securities: No grade

Forex: No tiers

Product: no grade

Insurance: No level

"Wait a minute, what the hell is intelligence 70? Isn't he a fool?" Sun Chen asked.

"The intelligence of first-year high school students is not fully developed, the maximum is 100." The system replied.

"Can we draw a lottery?" Sun Chen continued to test.

"Yes, silently say yes for the lottery, silently say no for rejection," the system said.

"What are the consequences of choosing whether or not?" Sun Chen refused to give up.

"Erase it directly."

Damn it, why don't you choose a hammer?

"I don't have a girl, and I don't have a hammer option. If I continue to be verbose, I will directly delete it." The system became even colder.

"You! Well, yes." Sun Chen calmed down.

After a burst of special effects, a book floated over, titled "The Art of Speech."

"New skill: Speech. To convince a person, the charm will increase by 1 point. If not convinced, it will be erased."

Mmp!

"Convince Mou Zhongzhi to cooperate with you. The deadline is 12 hours. The reward for completion is 5 points. If it is not completed, it will be directly erased!"

Your sister! Yaoshou!