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Chapter 1885 Time flies, Maozi disintegrates, develops and transforms

"Oh my, you've really become more capable!" Fangmei went up and tore it like a shrew.

At the same time, his words became more and more excessive.

"You eat my food, use my things, but you don't make any progress and can't even say a word to me. I think your brain is really screwed."

These words really touched Tao Tao's lungs. If he had said it at any other time, it would have been fine, but now he was upset and when he heard it, a nameless anger instantly rose in his heart.

Suddenly he stretched out his hand and pushed a little harder, causing Fangmei to stagger and sit on the ground.

"Are you done yet?"

"You keep talking about this all the time!"

"I'm leaving now~" After saying that, without caring about his wife who had just been pushed to the ground, Taotao walked straight to the door and left home.

Fangmei didn't expect her husband to react so strongly. She sat there in a daze for several seconds. After she came to her senses, she stood up with her hands on the ground, ran out of the door, and started cursing at Taotao's back.

"Nun... Nun, if you have the guts to leave, then don't come back!"

"Little red guy!"

Taotao went to seek refuge with his good brother, but we won’t go into details about what he did when he was drunk.

As for what he had done before, Wu Mingfan didn't take it seriously at all. There were dozens of people in the marketing department of the international trading company, and basically everyone was given the title of "manager" to facilitate business.

He had his own things to do, and after a night he almost forgot about the time. He took a bus from "Wu Family Manor" to the Huaihai Road Group headquarters to work.

"Mr. Wu!" The receptionist in a skirt smiled sweetly when she greeted him.

"Hmm~"

He nodded and prepared to get on the elevator.

At this moment, a bearded man suddenly walked in through the gate. Looking at the magnificent decoration of the hall, he suddenly began to feel inexplicably unconfident.

I just happened to see Wu Mingfan getting on the elevator.

"Mr. Wu!"

The two bodyguards saw that the man was unfamiliar and stood in front of him dutifully.

"Huh?" Wu Mingfan turned around and saw Taotao and suddenly remembered.

He smiled and said, "Have you thought about it?"

"Yeah!" Tao Tao nodded seriously: "I want to stand out!"

"Well, welcome!"

"Hey you~" Wu Mingfan casually called over a worker.

"Take him to the marketing department!"

"Okay, Mr. Wu~" the employee was called over.

"Thank you..." Taotao said with gratitude.

Wu Mingfan patted him on the shoulder.

"Do it well!"

……

As time went by, the 500 million loan with an annual interest rate of 20% had been transferred to Abao's company account.

The weather was getting colder day by day. The Shanghai Stock Exchange was established on time on December 12th after the sound of a gong. All the stock investors in Shanghai were excited. The Yellow River Road became more and more lively. The flashing neon lights at night made people feel as if they were back in Shanghai.

"Hey Mr. Bao, this money is too easy to make."

"Stock Li, how much did you earn?" "I definitely can't tell you that~"

"Commander Cai, you've made a lot of money, right?"

The faces of all the members of the "Combined Fleet" were beaming with joy. This was the epitome of the times. A few years ago, they were living a life of idleness and waiting for death, with depressed spirits and a salary of only a few dozen yuan a month. More than ten people in their family were crowded in a room of less than 20 square meters. Every day when they opened their eyes, they were so worried that they didn't know what to do.

But now, they are all wearing suits and talking about the international situation every day, as if they are all successful people.

These people are the first generation of stock investors. Nowadays, stock trading only focuses on money, not people. Those who make money are the real heroes. The stock market does not have any professional thresholds. As long as you bring money into the market, you can participate.

With one hand representing heaven and the other hand representing hell, some people soar with the wind while others lose their life savings in one day. The Huangpu River welcomes new visitors every day.

A fat aunt who used to work as a financial officer in a factory and retired.

Li, a stock scalper.

Retired worker Commander Cai.

"Countryman" roots.

The young Jinbao.

They all changed their lives and took advantage of opportunities to get into the mainstream. As for Abao, needless to say, he made a fortune with the help of his uncle.

What is different from the original plot is that with more funds, the returns naturally doubled. At this time, "Mr. Bao" already has a net worth of tens of millions, basically reaching the level of the original drama in 93.

Half a year later, on July 7, the Shenzhen Stock Exchange opened for business. Abao did not miss this opportunity and made a huge fortune from it. His consecutive successes made him feel very proud.

He repaid Wu Mingfan 600 million yuan including principal and interest. In just one year, his personal assets exceeded eight figures, and his reputation as "Mr. Bao" on the Yellow River Road became more and more famous.

Whether in Shanghai or Shenzhen, "Abao" is just a microcosm of the many people who have made their fortunes because of stocks.

But Wu Mingfan did not make any big moves. He basically just drank a few sips of soup because all his energy was focused on international trade. As the saying goes, when a whale falls, all things come to life. He took advantage of the fall of the big bear to get a lot of good things.

Various high-tech machine tools and equipment, as well as mountains of steel and raw materials, even military trucks were not spared. Half a truck of instant noodles could be exchanged for a brand new truck. There was no need to pull it back to Shanghai for customs clearance and then resell it in the Northeast. After deducting various miscellaneous expenses, the profit soared 5 times in an instant.

Stocks?

That's small money.

91 was destined to be an extraordinary year. All the world's attention was focused on the north because the huge polar bear had disintegrated.

"This is a sad news. In view of the situation after the establishment of the Commonwealth of Independent States, I terminate my activities as president..."

Watching Gorbachev announce his resignation on TV, Wu Mingfan smoked a cigar and wondered what he was thinking. A look of relief appeared on his face, because this period of time was like dancing on a tightrope.

He went to the north to negotiate matters in person more than once this year. How much money he made might not be important, but the truckloads of equipment he brought back won him the friendship of the Magic City and its surrounding provinces, and he established a huge network of relationships.

Even if major state-owned enterprises are heading downhill, no matter how advanced the equipment is, they cannot be saved. However, restructuring is restructuring and the factory director can still be the leader in another place. The key point is that one person may leave but the friendship will not fade away.

Moreover, although such things cannot be made public, the country will not forget those who have made contributions. Wu Mingfan feels that as long as he does not mess around in the future, at least his safety will be no problem.

"Mr. Wu, your new car has arrived!" The secretary pushed open the office door.

"Hmm~"

Wu Mingfan is naturally not a person who would let himself be wronged. Today's newly released Mercedes-Benz S320, also commonly known as the "Tiger-head Benz", he must get one to ride in.

He took his bodyguard and driver with him, and called Betty, whose expression was no longer cold and gradually exuded maternal radiance, to go to the Huanghe Road Shopping Mall.

Now, with the passage of time, Hong Kong products have become less popular, so Wu Mingfan International Trading Company has completely closed down, and domestic trade has also begun to gradually decline. Basically, the annual business is not even half of the peak period a few years ago. The shopping malls that once specialized in selling Hong Kong's in-demand products have also begun to transform.

It gradually began to develop into a comprehensive supermarket, and this one on Huanghe Road is the first flagship store. The five-story building integrates food, clothing, housing, transportation, food, drink, and entertainment. It has a Western restaurant, a McDonald's fast food restaurant, a cinema, a clothing store, a bowling alley, a coffee shop, and so on.

To be continued...

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