Return to 1988

The billionaire returns to 1988 and wants to make up for all his regrets in this life. With modern thinking, you have to get back what you missed and lost. His head was dizzy, his throat was dry, and the feeling of hangover made Lu Feng want to vomit. But there was nothing left in the empty stomach to spit out. He opened his eyes, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and saw a crowded small room. He was lying on a wooden bed. The surrounding environment was very old and exuded a musty smell. "Where is this?" No one answered him. There was a red bucket not far away. Lu Feng climbed up and stood in front of the bucket. He scooped up half a ladle of cold water and drank it in one gulp. Finally feeling a lot more comfortable, Lu Feng raised his head and looked dumbfounded at himself in the mirror in front of him. In the mirror was a man with messy hair, in his twenties, wearing a labor insurance camouflage uniform on his upper body and a pair of worn suit pants on his lower body. His face was skinny, as if he had been malnourished all year round. Lu Feng's hands were trembling a little and he touched his face. It felt so real! "Who is this? This is not me!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.