Lu Chuan died suddenly and traveled through time, taking over a fishing tackle company that was about to go bankrupt.
There are only forty-seven spiritual stones left in the account. There are three employees and half a year's salary arrears. The only asset is the fishing rights in the Guixu sea area - a waste sea that has not been shipped for fifty years.
Longyuan Fishing Industry came to buy it and offered a thousand spiritual stones. He didn't sell it.
The next day, he went out to sea with the old fishing rod left by his grandfather. There is a line of words engraved on the body of the pole: Returning to the ruins has its owner, and those who come late should be careful. The first rod caught a piece of keel. Land quality. The golden lines in the bone wall are still alive.
When the news spread, the entire world of cultivators went crazy. The flame icon on the market board burns brightest. Long Yuan increased the purchase price from one thousand to ten thousand, and he signed, but it was not exclusive.
Half a year later, Chuanhai Fishing Tackle was re-listed, and its market value increased by 100,000 times.
The reporter asked him the secret of his success. He said: Fishing is a business, and I am in business.
No one knew that what he really wanted to catch was the old fishing rod that his grandfather left on the seabed of Guixu fifty years ago. No one knows that there is a door at the bottom of Guixu. There is a line of words engraved on the lintel: The gate of Guixu has the owner's things. Those who come after will report their names.
He has already reported it. The door opened. The father's name is in it.
To be honest, I can't understand