Reborn in 1992: The Investment Guru

You're a fucking idiot, all for the entertainment industry. You have the talent but insist on going into it, always giving this and that. You're a money-giving machine. And you're offering a million-dollar annual salary to hire people? I'll hire your mother's ass! Do you even know what the 90s were like? What does a million-dollar annual salary even mean? Just go die!

A child carrying gold walked through a bustling market, and not a single person coveted it! They're all good people; those who have been fools for generations are just ignorant! And even knowing that some idiot had entered the market to snatch tickets, the bookmakers still kindly supported him!

The author must have gotten carried away writing this; mindless gifting of shares and self-indulgence.

Who do you think is prettier?

A twelve-year-old protagonist can only be one thing: he's indulging in excessive fantasy. If a novel loses its logic, it's just pretentious writing, and what's the point of reading it?

Indeed, I also immediately ❌ed when I saw the little kid's opening.

The fact that this book is plagued by the most undesirable "intellectualism" in entertainment fiction basically confirms its failure; the author should just quit. Go back and read it from the beginning, and you'll see what this is all about. As the saying goes, it's neither Chinese nor Western, utterly nonsensical.

In 1992, an album cost a little over 100 yuan and sold over a million copies. 😓

Do you think their peak beauty could rival that of today's young female celebrities?

The early timeline will be written faster, focusing on accumulating wealth and reputation before adulthood—in layman's terms, it's about developing stealthily. The later timeline will be written more freely. This also makes up for the regrets of those born in the 80s and 90s. Think about how old you were back then.