Pei Fei died suddenly while working overtime and transformed into a poor rural student in 1991.
Opening your eyes, you see an adobe house, a straw bed, and a whole body of ribs. The original owner was pushed into the pond and drowned by his stepsister, leaving him with a mess: his stepmother was mean, his stepsister was vicious, and his father was cowardly. He was treated like a beast at home and a loser at school - his grades were last and he was nicknamed "The Drifter". The teacher persuaded him to quit in public and the whole class was waiting for him to get out.
Pei Fei stood up and patted the dust on his schoolbag.
After graduating from Double First Class, five years of business planning, I returned to 1991, a year filled with blanks, with the information gap of the next thirty years. Are you telling me I'm a waste?
System activation, photographic memory, and all-round knowledge empowerment. The class teacher made things difficult for him by asking a question. He wrote the standard answer in 45 seconds, and the whole class was silent.
"From today on, the number one in the grade belongs to me."
But the counterattack has just begun.
Raising pigs? Not raised. Work to earn a living? No fighting. What he wants is information gap and dimensionality reduction—from reselling materials to earn the first pot of gold, to arranging original stocks in the stock market; from entering the top universities in the college entrance examination, to being in the Internet trend in advance. Smoothly send the mother and daughter to where they should go, and let the person who once stepped on him kneel and look up.
From 1991 to 2021, he reaped all the business dividends for thirty years by himself.
A business elite who traveled back in time to the 1990s climbed up from the mud and fought his way to the top of the mountain
