In his last life, Lin Bei was poor all his life.
His mother died of illness, his father was shipwrecked, his sister dropped out of school, and he himself was buried under the sea.
When he opened his eyes again, he was eighteen years old again.
In front of the Tanah Lot Temple, three sticks of incense awaken a pair of divine eyes.
He could tell where the fish were, how deep the abalone were hiding, and what was under the sunken ship.
The first net was full of stocks, with so many croakers that the boat burst. Others make dozens of dollars a day, but he can support them for half a year.
The eyes of the people in the town turned red. They used to call him a waste, but now they lined up to call him Boss Lin.
Every time you sell something, you gain more strength. The village bully comes to rob? Kneel down with one punch.
A profiteer is causing harm? That will make it impossible for him to continue his business!
In this life, he wants to let his family live a good life.
There is also the little girl who knelt on his grave and cried in his previous life. He will also chase her back in this life.
Reader comments
Many are always repeated
It's the same as the running accounts, it's not good that Zhang Wei does it 50-50 with him.
I was kind to you in my previous life and saved you money for 2-3 years. Are you going to give half of it to others in this life?
Many are always repeated
It's the same as the running accounts, it's not good that Zhang Wei does it 50-50 with him.
I was kind to you in my previous life and saved you money for 2-3 years. Are you going to give half of it to others in this life?