Reborn in the Business World

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By the time you reach the finale, you'll discover that the protagonist is actually just an employee, even though he owns the most shares. He does all the work—the ideas, sales, and creative concepts. Guo Jijie, on the other hand, doesn't need to do anything; he just needs to invest the money the protagonist earns for him. He owns shares in every company throughout the entire book, and he even got his father, with billions in assets, to invest as well.

You're working six hours a day, you need to take care of your health.

This book has only a few key points: the protagonist makes money, Guo Jijie doesn't have to do anything but make money alongside the protagonist, the protagonist insists on dragging Guo Jijie along to make money, and that's about it.

In 1992, a fruit box cost 10 yuan. A person's monthly salary was around 40 to 50 yuan. Would you spend 10 yuan on fruit? You're dreaming!

That's an exaggeration. Back then, even a penny could be used, yet prices are described as if they were twenty years later. Is the author serious?

I suddenly realized that the real protagonist isn't Guo Jijie; he's the true protagonist. He doesn't have to do anything, yet he gets a share in every company, making money effortlessly. Plus, his father has billions in assets, and his future development in mainland China will depend on him. He's definitely the undisputed protagonist.

It feels like the guy surnamed Guo is the real protagonist; he's involved in everything, yet I haven't seen him do anything to help the main character. Like that food company—they clearly have 100-200 million, but they still let him invest 15%. It feels like he's making money without lifting a finger. 🪖

This is another book that doesn't check prices. Back in 1998, my dad and his crew on the ship had accumulated a lot of one-cent, two-cent, and five-cent bills. The adults on the ship gave them to me, and my brother and I divided them into stacks of five-cent notes, which we could use to buy snacks. You were having a blast back in 1992! Things really weren't that expensive back then.

The timing was poorly managed. During the Southern Tour, the crackdown on speculation and profiteering was very strict, and such crimes were very serious. For the author to be selling fruit at that time, especially at the train station, I can only say you're incredibly clever.