When I opened my eyes and returned to 1987, my family was devastated, my wife and daughter were crying from hunger, and my creditor was already banging on the door with a knife.
But he is a soul from the future, and he has in his mind the dividends of the times of forty years - reselling approval documents, rushing to register trademarks, enclosing land and speculating on real estate, whatever he can do, he can become the king in this wild land.
First, take the only two dollars left in your pocket and go to a trust store to buy an out-of-print Laoshan ginseng ticket. Let the creditor who knocked on the door today kneel down and beg him to accept the IOU tomorrow. As for those high-ranking treacherous bosses and foreign compradors who don't know their own connections, sources of goods, and channels, they will soon be beaten to pieces by his butterfly wings.
From a hawker to a global businessman, what this era owes him, he wants to get back with interest.
