Go Back to 1984 and Become a Gangster

Lin Dongfeng died once. At the age of 42, he was in debt and his wife left. He squatted in a rental house and drank half a bottle of low-quality liquor and never woke up. Open your eyes again - July 7, 1984, college entrance examination room. In his previous life, he failed the college entrance examination, worked in a factory, was laid off, ran a stall, was in debt, and died alone. In this life, when he looked at the math questions on the test paper, he put down his pen. Someone asked him: What do you want to do if you don't go to college? He said: Make money. Others are reborn as child prodigies, but they just want to have enough to eat and not be poor. No system, no space, no omniscient and omnipotent memory—— There are only fragmentary memories of forty years, and a hungry and scared heart. Starting from a street stall in the county town, I went to open a store in Dashilan, Beijing, and then went south to Wenzhou to do business. This is the story of an ordinary person in 1984 who used the stupidest way to survive in the cracks of the times. No credit, no violation of laws, no ill-gotten gains. Only those who can keep the bottom line are worthy of this era. Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!