Naruto: Start as Uchiha Obito

When Chen Xiang was just a poor boy, he went south alone, experienced many hardships, and suffered from the torture of working in a black factory. He worked diligently in an electronics factory for three years and saved a little money.

Later, he used the money to start a gaming company and registered a corporate trademark. When the company was first established, there were only three people including him. The nominal registered capital was 5 million yuan, but in fact, Chen Xiang couldn't even take out 50,000 yuan at that time.

As several online games he designed became popular one after another, Chen Xiang's net worth also soared. Although his hard work over the past 20 years has earned him billions of assets, he only lacks emotional support. Although he has material wealth, his spiritual life is extremely scarce.

Looking back on the past, who doesn’t have regrets?

When his wealth accumulated to a certain level, he realized that it was just an empty and boring number in the mobile banking.

"Alas, if people could live their lives over again, they would probably live them more carefully and with more flavor than the first time, enjoying more happiness and having fewer regrets."

Thinking of this, Chen Xiang clenched his fists and swore to himself; since God has given him the opportunity to live again, he must cherish it!

Taking a deep breath, Chen Xiang started to get busy, cleaning the house inside and out with a broom. After cleaning the house thoroughly, he went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

In short, his actions completely shocked Yun Yun and left her dumbfounded.

Is this still my husband? Am I dreaming?

She pinched her arm and it hurt! She was not dreaming, this was all real!

Yun Yun sat on a small stool, her two white little hands nervously clenching the corners of her clothes, looking at Chen Xiang with excitement; how great it would be if he could really change his bad habits, be an honest person, and work diligently and down-to-earth?

A family of three can sit at the same table and eat happily every day. Isn’t this exactly the dream she has been thinking about day and night?

Could it be that God saw that her life was too hard and tiring, and took pity on her, so he mercifully cast a spell and completely transformed her evil husband?

Yun Yun wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and prayed silently in her heart; if this was just a dream, then she hoped that she would never wake up from it, even if it would let her sink into the beautiful dream for the rest of her life.

It took Chen Xiang half an hour to clean the house, and he was already sweating profusely. Yun Yun suppressed her fear for her husband and carefully handed him a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

"Thank you." Chen Xiang smiled and wiped his sweat with a handkerchief without any hesitation. This body that had been hollowed out by alcohol and sex was really weak, short and powerless. He even felt disgusted with it!

The body is the capital of revolution! Without a healthy body, how can we struggle? In his previous life, Chen Xiang had no bad habits. He did not smoke, gamble or visit prostitutes. He occasionally drank a little, loved sports, and was in good physical condition.

"You're welcome. What...are you going to do?" Yun Yun asked with her throat pinched.

On the same day, this was the second time Chen Xiang said thank you to her. Faced with her husband who seemed to have suddenly changed his personality, Yun Yun was confused at this moment; but a woman's intuition told her that things must not be that simple, he must have other purposes for doing this!

Chen Xiang hesitated for a moment, then slowly said, "Do you have any money left? Lend me some. I want to start a business, but I'm short of capital."

Sure enough! She was right!

The only purpose of the husband's being so attentive to her was to cheat money from her!

"Chen Xiang, I see through you. You really haven't changed at all!" Yun Yun's eyes suddenly became moist and she wanted to cry. Just now, she was still happily imagining the future, but Chen Xiang's words ruthlessly shattered her beautiful dream!

Chen Xiang frowned. He had no experience in relationships and he hated to see women cry. He didn't know how to comfort them.

With a sigh, he said hurriedly, "Okay, stop crying. I won't ask you for money. Um...do we have anything valuable at home? I'll take it out and exchange it for some money. Trust me! Within half a year, I promise that you and your mother can live in a big villa! The kind you see on TV!"

"Look for it! Look anywhere you want! You took all the valuable things in the house to gamble. Even the old sow in the pigsty was used by you to pay off your gambling debts. You still owe so much foreign debt. How can I have money to give you?" Yun Yun said hysterically.

"Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything. You wait at home while I go buy some groceries."

Chen Xiang stumbled out of the house and came to the street. The sun was shining brightly above his head. He took a deep breath and his eyes suddenly lit up. He was sure that he had traveled through time and returned to 1982.

Such fresh air is simply not found in the 21st century; it is filled with smog and car exhaust everywhere.

With his advanced awareness and wisdom, Chen Xiang is fully confident that he can make a fortune, earn a lot of money, and reach the peak of his life. It may only be a matter of time.

Chen Xiang was right in thinking this way, but the cruel reality slapped him hard in the face; Chen Xiang's specialty is developing games, focusing on mobile games and PC games, promoting and distributing them domestically and internationally, and selling copyrights for profit.

But in the 1980s, let alone Internet cafes, people didn’t even know what a computer was. At that time, it could not be called a computer, it could only be called a calculator.

The first Internet cafe in China was not officially opened until 1996, which is more than ten years later. Chen Xiang doesn't have the patience to wait that long.

Chen Xiang had all the skills but no place to use them as a hero. He lowered his head and felt deeply powerless.

I'm afraid that high-tech is no longer feasible in this era. Chen Xiang wandered around the street, sweating all over, and unnoticed, he entered the roadside supply and marketing cooperative to buy a bottle of soda.

But when he emptied his pockets, he found not a single penny in them. Looking at the soda on the shelf, which was only selling for 30 cents a bottle, Chen Xiang was furious and resentful!

His throat was about to smoke, Chen Xiang swallowed his saliva, and almost wanted to grab it directly. But he didn't dare to do so, after all, he was once a billionaire. If he was taken to the detention center by his boss for a bottle of soda, wouldn't it be a joke?

With no other choice, Chen Xiang had to leave the supply and marketing cooperative dejectedly. He wandered around for most of the day until dusk, when the sun was about to set, but still found nothing.

Chen Xiang was unwilling to go back empty-handed. Not to mention the promise he had made, he couldn't just hold it back, right? How would he face his wife and children in the future?

As he walked, he found himself at a garment factory. Out of curiosity, he walked slowly over and saw an old man guarding the door. It was late at night and few people were coming in and out. The old man was dozing off in the guardhouse.

Chen Xiang bypassed the security guard and entered the garment factory. The sounds of foot-operated sewing machines could be heard one after another. All the workers sitting in front of the sewing machines were female.

The fabrics and clothing styles of this era were relatively simple, with white, gray and black being the most common colors, and they were cheap. For something a little more fancy, they would make some mixed-color floral clothes, which were very expensive. In today's words, it was called keeping up with the fashion!

"Hey! Young man, what are you doing? You sneaked in here in the middle of the night, are you here to steal something?!"

The person in charge of the garment factory had sharp eyes and noticed Chen Xiang from a distance. He screamed at the top of his lungs and trotted towards him.

"Sister, you misunderstood me. I just want to find something to do." Chen Xiang explained hurriedly.

In front of me was a middle-aged woman in her forties, who exuded a shrewdness and had a capable look in her eyes, as if she could see through other people's minds at a glance.

"What big sister? My name is He Cui, just call me Sister Cui."

"Uh, hello Sister Cui!" Chen Xiang said with a smile.

He Cui looked at his silly look and immediately relaxed her guard a little; at least this guy was good looking, and although he was a little thin, he should be able to do it!

"Our Cuizhu Garment Factory only recruits female workers. How can a grown man like you do needlework?" He Cui said suspiciously with a stern face.

Chen Xiang said seriously: "No, but I can learn! I learn things very quickly. Sister Cui, if you don't believe me, I can prove it to you!"

He Cui covered her mouth and laughed secretly. The young man in front of her was quite direct in his words, not hiding anything at all, which was exactly what she liked.

"Okay then. I'll let you try it out for a week. I'll find you a skilled female worker and have her teach you how to sew. But let me make it clear that you won't get paid during the trial period. Food will only be provided, but accommodation is not."

"When your probation period is over and you satisfy me, you can stay. Your salary will be piece-rate. Spring and summer clothes are 30 cents a piece, and autumn and winter clothes are 80 cents a piece. What do you think?"