In 1998, on the eve of the wave of layoffs and the real estate carnival.
As soon as Lin Dong opened his eyes, he saw his father Lin Daqiang holding a machete, preparing to take his younger brother to fight for territory with his enemies.
Thinking of his father being tricked in his previous life and working on a sewing machine for half his life, which led to the destruction of his family, Lin Dong hugged his father's thigh tightly.
"Dad! Killing people has no future. Isn't it good to make money?"
In order to keep this group of passionate veterans on the right track, Lin Dong led a group of tattooed men and took over the city's old city renovation.
Others demolished the house with a hammer, but Lin Dong led others to use small brushes to "refined archaeology."
A whole box of out-of-print monkey tickets and small yellow croakers were dug out from the beams of an old house in the Qing Dynasty;
Go to bankrupt state-owned enterprises to collect junk, and buy million-level imported high-precision equipment that was sold as scrap metal;
Pay a bargain price to buy an abandoned mountain, and dig out the best jade veins!
The father looked at the mountains of wealth and fell into deep thought: "Son, how can we, who are just living in the world, make more money than the money printing machine?"
In just a few years, the Lin family has grown from being a street contractor to a top tycoon spanning real estate, finance, and technology.
The enemy from back then was kneeling and trembling outside the Lin family's commercial plaza.
Lin Dongxi put on his clothes and blew out a smoke ring: "Sorry, we are serious businessmen."
