Reborn in 1987: Finding a Bargain at the Farm Machinery Station
重生1987：捡漏农机站
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- Urban
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- Urban Life
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I tolerated the beginning, but the last few dozen chapters are all about him riding a beat-up tricycle delivering alcohol to various hotels... I'm speechless. Is it really that hard to open a winery sales office with connections to a sales manager? He's already over a hundred chapters in, and all he does is talk nonsense with a bunch of thugs and hooligans.
The start was okay, but it got really, really bad afterwards.
The beginning was alright, but it got really bad later on. He hung out with thugs, and it seemed like the whole city was under their control. There was no law in the world anymore. If the thugs agreed, anything could be done; if they disagreed, nothing could be done. That era might have been a bit chaotic, but it certainly wasn't up to the thugs to call the shots.
Even after the head was reborn, it's still the same.
The freebie notice mentioned that the farm airport was a lucky find for his father. Actually, there were many shrewd people back then; you couldn't get such a bargain without connections. Anyone else could have made a fortune; the path was already paved, and anyone who took the job would have been rich. Then he went to Xinjiang to study sports. The connection between the events is unclear.
The beginning is extremely poisonous!
He's in his fifties, his wife and kids have run off to Europe. He's looking for a companion because of his yard that's slated for demolition.
It's a bit brain-dead. The protagonist makes empty promises to the town's incorruptible official who's retiring next month, and to his father, leaving him with hundreds of thousands in debt. When signing the papers, someone causes trouble; after signing, someone's already preparing to haul away his assets to sell for scrap. In this environment, dreaming of getting rich is a pipe dream. Without ability or connections, being in debt means bankruptcy and imprisonment in no time.
Being a homeless person at this time makes you vulnerable to being shot. 🙂
The author might be a petty thug, so in his eyes, petty thugs rule everything, and no one is above the law.
You think you can just pick up bargains because of your bloodline? Do you even know how to pick them properly? Lots of people die without even knowing why. Are you a complete novice?
Fertilizer was a scarce commodity back then; you needed connections and approvals to get it. And they'd give it to you as payment for a debt? What kind of nonsense is that?