Reborn in 1992: I Dumped My Best Friend and Became a Rich Man's Darling

I was the money pouch of Liu Fang, the sister who had left our village with me to make our way in the world. In 1992, we set up a stall together at the night market. Brother Zhao, the "ten-thousand-yuan household" at the next stall, slapped down five hundred yuan and tried to buy our spot. Liu Fang planted her hands on her hips and yelled, "So what if you've got a few lousy bucks? We got this spot through our own hard work. Why should we give it to you?" I thought she was right, and together we cussed Brother Zhao until he left. Later, I saved up a little money, and Liu Fang urged me, "Lanzi, we can't spend our whole lives running a stall. I heard you can make a fortune in stocks. Give me your money, and I'll help you make the big bucks!" I gave her all my savings. But before