Signing Again in 1998

In 2025, Xiao Zheng hit the lowest point of his life. His company was on the brink of collapse. A brother who had built the business alongside him for more than twenty years handed him an agreement with a swapped-out attachment, and even the person he trusted most was implicated. On a stormy night, he fell from a seaside cliff. When he opened his eyes again, the damp concrete floor, chipped enamel mug, and yellowed newspaper all told him the same absurd thing: he was back in 1998. That year, he was twenty-five. He had no company, no capital, and no connections. There was only 86.5 yuan in his wallet, and his job was as a security guard at a real estate sales office, someone who could be replaced at any moment. But Xiao Zheng knew the future. He knew which industries would rise and which places would thrive. He also remembered the people who would later change the course of his life. More importantly, he knew who would be standing in that rain twenty-seven years later. He thought his greatest advantage in getting a second chance at life was knowing the answers in advance. But once he got started, he realized that memories could be wrong and the future could change. People would not simply replay their old lives, either. Friends from his previous life might still be strangers now; future enemies had yet to do anything wrong. From a customer list dismissed as “invalid” to his first payment; from a small team crammed into a tiny room to a company of his own; from standing guard at someone else’s gate to gradually taking the seat where business and fate were decided, Xiao Zheng would walk the road of wealth, friendship, and love all over again, while facing the mistakes he had made before. This time, he didn’t just want to win.