Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

I told him a long time ago that he and Song Xiaodan are not suitable, and he won't listen

Okay, it's all drunk like this, so you don't have to say a few words.

While drowsy, Shen Jiannan was awakened by a loud noise. He wanted to open his eyes to see what was going on, but before he opened his eyes, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head.

pain!

It hurts!

It was as if countless needlepoints were piercing hard, and the temples and the back of the head were throbbing violently stimulated by the pain.

hiss

Shen Jiannan groaned, he knew it was a hangover reaction.

But why is it the feeling of being drunk?

I remember that after getting drunk that year, he never touched alcohol again.

Why don't a man have a wife? Isn't he just a woman? If she loves to go abroad, let her go abroad. The earth won't turn around without her. Look at him now, drinking to relieve his worries, doesn't he look like like a man

Peng San, you don't understand.

I don't understand why, look at him now

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The room was about a dozen square meters, a bit dilapidated, and some green mold spots could be seen around the corners. There was a crumbling black wooden cabinet near the door, and a few worn-out clothes were thrown in a mess on the cabinet.

The roof is a pure cement ceiling without any decoration, and a rotating fan that should have disappeared from history is hung in the middle.

Below the fan, empty wine bottles and leftovers lay on a rickety round wooden table, which made the room seem cramped because of its size.

The air was filled with the strong smell of liquor, and two young men in their early twenties were talking about something around the round table.

One is fair and looks gentle, wearing a black tunic suit, and the other is dark and thin like a stick, wearing an old beige military uniform.

The skinny black hemp stick was full of anger, and the fair and clean young man took his arm and tried to persuade him.

What the hell is going on?

I can't be kidnapped!

Shen Jiannan opened his eyes and looked around calmly and then narrowed his eyes. He didn't know where he was now, but he was sure that he didn't know the two people in the room.

Appearing here inexplicably, the strange environment and strange people made him subconsciously choose to wait and see what happened.

You won't understand, four years of relationship, how can it be so easy to let go

Can't let go? If he can't let go of others, Song Xiaodan can't let go? If he can't let go, he drank himself to death and then let go? Stand up if you're a man, and tell that little girl that if I don't have you, people still like me.

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Song Xiaodan, this name sounds like a woman's. Four years of love, letting go, drinking to death.

There are still stupid innocent men these days!

Shen Jiannan narrowed his eyes and mocked in his heart.

The information revealed by the two youths gave him a guess. He thought that a friend of the two was dumped by a woman named Song Xiaodan, and the group got together and drank.

Now, after drinking, he should be taking advantage of the strength of the wine to fight against injustice and complain here.

But the ridicule is the sarcasm, and Shen Jiannan's heart also jumped violently at the same time.

If you don't have money, it is a crime to break up a relationship that is not for the purpose of marriage. If you have money, it is natural to fall in love with many people at the same time. If you are dumped, you definitely don't have enough money in your pocket.

The dilapidated place in front of them is almost the same as the standard of living in the last century. The clothes on the two of them are probably rare in the trash can.

Poor, everything is just poor.

Poverty leads to change.

An innocent poor boy was dumped by his girlfriend because he had no money. He called two friends to drink and started a kidnapping business.

That's not right, if it's a kidnapping, why didn't you tie your hands and feet?

Or is it because these people don't understand because they are newbies?

This shouldn't be a magic city anymore, one of the most prosperous cities in Asia, who would wear the shabby clothes of the two of them.

It wasn't in Shanghai, but where was it taken by someone?

Shen Jiannan frowned. He vaguely remembered that because he closed a huge position, he drove his secretary Shang Mimi to the hotel to hold a celebration banquet, but he didn't know what happened after that.

It was as if his memory had suddenly disappeared, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember it.

Squinting his eyes and scanning the surroundings calmly, Shen Jiannan's heart gradually sank without any clues from the little secretary.

If you dare to kidnap someone, anything can happen.

Shen Jiannan didn't dare to act rashly, strange people, strange environment, judging from the conversation between the two, there were at least three people here.

If it is really a kidnapping, then acting rashly in this situation will only put you in a more passive situation. The best way is to find out where you are first and then find a chance to get out.

At least, for now, his movements are not restricted.

Peng San, what are you doing? Calm down

Suddenly, the two young people in the room seemed to be arguing, and then, squinting Shen Jiannan, he saw the thin black hemp stick walking towards him.

Did this group of people find themselves awake?

Before Shen Jiannan could figure out what was going on, one hand, a dark-skinned hand with bulging veins, grabbed Shen Jiannan's collar, and then Shen Jiannan felt himself being lifted up.

Can you cheer up, look at your current appearance, Shen Jiannan, take a good look at your current appearance.

Being held by the neck, Shen Jiannan felt that his breathing was very difficult. He instinctively wanted to push away the hand that was stuck on his collar, but he abruptly stopped his movements.

A mirror was placed in front of Shen Jiannan. The mirror body was covered with green rust, and an oval mirror was inlaid in the middle. It looked like a product from the 1990s, but it was this mirror that made Shen Jiannan dumbfounded.

In the mirror, a young man in his early twenties, with fair complexion and a delicate face, looks quite handsome, but because of his middle parted hair and sallow complexion, he looks very decadent.

Shen Jiannan touched his face subconsciously, and then he saw the young man in the mirror touch his face too.

This is not my face, and the clothes on my body are not my custom-made suit.

boom.

Like a thunderbolt exploding in his consciousness, Shen Jiannan suddenly realized something after staying for a full minute. He pushed away the hand holding his neck and rushed to the door. When he looked around, he remembered that there was a vice calendar.

A thick calendar, brand new and intact, with rows of words written in bright red on the first page at the top.

gengwu year

Wuzi month Xinwei day

1991-01-01

November 16

Tuesday