Lin Ye slapped his thigh.
Pinduoduo's Huang Zheng!
After coming out of the computer city, Lin Ye only had a handful of coins in his pocket.
Not even a penny was left for him.
"Boss, I bought the graphics card," Lin Ye gritted his teeth, "But I don't have enough money now, can I owe it first?"
He was born again.
Reborn people also have dignity - they can't really go begging for food on the street, right?
Lin Ye rummaged through his body and found three hundred and twenty yuan in cash.
Lin Ye raised his head and looked at this face that was seventeen years younger, and his nose suddenly became sore.
He is digesting.
No, no, I should think of something more practical!
He said softly.
But now, lying on the bed is Lin Ye from 2025.
"Jianguo," Lin Ye suddenly said, "Today is June 15, 2008, right?"
Hypoglycemia.
Opportunities that were once within reach but had to be let go because of poverty.
"Go directly to Computer City!"
Three hundred and two.
Back at the rental house, Wang Jianguo had already gone to work.
Lin Ye looked at this text message and suddenly smiled.
He remembered a story called "Roast Cat".
No, that was in 2007. 2008 Was a stock market crash.
"Your uncle's!"
That year, the Shanghai Composite Index fell from 6124 points to 1664 points, and countless retail investors went bankrupt.
He remembers that during the 2008 Olympic Games, many places hired temporary workers, ranging from 80 to 150 a day to take care of the meals.
He started with only eighteen and a half dollars.
First he chuckled, then he laughed, and finally he burst into tears.
In November 2008, Satoshi Nakamoto published the Bitcoin white paper. In January 2009, the first Bitcoin was mined.
It happened to be all his belongings.
