Rebirth to 90s: Start from Scratch

Zhang Qianxiu's words pierced Huang Enquan's heart severely. No one in this world would fall for no reason.

More than ninety-nine percent of people hope that they can be recognized and respected by others.

Huang Enquan knows very well that people in the village regard themselves as garbage, waste, and scum.

Huang Enquan's ideas are very complicated. He wants to be recognized by everyone, but also wants to step on those who look down on him.

He fantasizes that one day, he will become famous, and he will be like a person. Those who once looked down on him will come to flatter himself.

But the reality is that although the people in the village are afraid of him, no one can look down on him. The life of others is better. The life of him and grandfather is terrible.

If it hadn't been for him to sneak around the dog, Grandpa wouldn't be able to eat any meat for half a year.

Huang Enquan stopped, frowning first, and then a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. This hope disappeared, and finally his ruffian character was restored. He turned around and said to Zhang Qianxiu disdainfully, "What's wrong with my life? I'm happy to be alive. !"

Zhang Qianxiu's words also touched Huang Ercai, he hoped that his grandson could turn back the prodigal son!

Hearing Huang Enquan’s words, he blew his beard and stared angrily, slapped Huang Enquan’s head with a slap: "You're an unfilial grandson, are you going to **** me off? What others said is wrong? What they said is correct. Minor repairs are willing to take you to do things, that is your opportunity, otherwise, no one in ten miles and eight villages would think of asking you to help, let alone doing a career together."

With that, Huang Ercai grabbed Huang Enquan and pulled out, walked to Zhang Qianxiu, and yelled at Huang, "Apologize to Xiaoxiu."

Although Huang Enquan didn't keep up with it all day long, he knew very well in his heart that Grandpa hopes that he can learn well.

Huang Enquan also thought about doing this, but every time he made up his mind not to do those bastards, he would not go to the **** outside who came to him.

It won’t be long before anyone’s crops in the village have been spoiled or lost, and his name will be lit up high and greet his eighteenth generation ancestors loudly.

Huang Enquan couldn't bear this kind of anger. It was not what he did. If someone scolded him, he would do it the next day. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of scolding?

Things went back and forth like this. The people Huang Enquan knew were bastards. He wanted to change but couldn't, and no one took him.

Zhang Qianxiu asked him to work?

Zhang Qianxiu's teenagers are still in the same village. Although they don't have much contact, Huang Enquan probably knows what kind of person Zhang Qianxiu is.

Under the force of his grandfather, Huang Enquan could only bow his head and admit his mistake, and said with a poignant voice: "Zhang Qianxiu, what happened just now was my fault."

Huang Ercai slapped his grandson again: "Speak well."

Huang Enquan had to put away his silly attitude and apologized again with a more serious attitude: "I'm sorry!"

Zhang Qianxiu didn’t mind. He was already prepared when he came: “It’s okay, but I still want to invite you again. Come help me and I will give you 10% of the shares. You don’t have to spend anything. When the time comes to make money, you just need to divide the money. If you lose, you just lose your strength and time. Anyway, these things are not worth money to you."

"If you really don't like me, I will give you one hundred yuan a month, and you will work for me, and you will get one hundred a month. Whether you make a profit or lose money, your money is indispensable."

"Whether you choose stocks or salary, you have to listen to me. What do you have to do with what I say, if you are still so silly, then you come back and continue to mix, I will find someone else."

Huang Ercai kicked his grandson: "Speak! He has been smart since he was a child, and he is good at reading, and he must be good at doing business. If you follow him, isn't it better than hanging around at home?"

Huang Enquan looked at Zhang Qianxiu for a while: "You really give me 100 yuan a month? What do you want me to do?"

"You are responsible for collecting rice for me, and I will tell you the price." Zhang Qianxiu said.

"That's it?" Huang Enquan thought it was too simple.

Zhang Qianxiu nodded: "It's that simple, but at the beginning there was only a bicycle. You can only pull two or three hundred catties at a time."

Huang Enquan was taken aback for a moment: "Fuck me, treat me like a cow?"

Huang Er was so talented that he slapped it up again: "It would be nice to have a bicycle. We could only walk on our feet before."

Huang Enquan curled his lips and asked, "Then what you said, I can earn five thousand next year?"

Zhang Qianxiu nodded: "Yes, you are guaranteed to have an annual income of over 10,000 in the next year."

Huang Enquan was smoking a cigarette, and said reluctantly: "For the sake of your sincerity, I can try it."

Zhang Qianxiu smiled slightly: "Okay, but we are ugly, I am sincere in looking for you, and I believe in your ability, but if you get your salary, you must do your best at work. Don't perfuse me, if you often fail to meet my requirements. , Then you come back, I won’t stop you either."

Huang Ercai was happy to see that his grandson was going to work, "Xiaoxiu, don't worry, if he doesn't listen to you in the future, tell me, I will use a stick to slap him."

Zhang Qianxiu nodded: "Okay, Grandpa Huang, I believe Brother Enquan can do very well."

Huang Enquan has been naughty and mischievous since he was a child. Huang Ercai didn't know how long he hadn't heard anyone complimenting his grandson. In addition, he was happy, and the wrinkled skin on his smiling face was like gullies: "That's good!"

Huang Enquan agreed, and Zhang Qianxiu asked, "Brother Enquan, can you go to work today?"

"No problem, do you count the wages for a day?" Huang Enquan asked with a smile.

"Forget it!" Zhang Qianxiu nodded and said.

Huang Enquan hesitated: "You have money, don't you?"

Zhang Qianxiu was taken aback for a moment and nodded: "Yes!"

"Can you advance one month's wages? If not, ten days and a half months are fine." Huang Enquan said.

Zhang Qianxiu hasn't spoken yet, and Huang Ercai is dissatisfied: "You haven't done any work yet, how can there be any reason to take money?"

Zhang Qianxiu took out the money, took out a one-hundred piece, and handed it to Huang Enquan: "Is it enough?"

Huang Enquan didn't expect Zhang Qianxiu to be so happy, but he looked up at Zhang Qianxiu a bit, and took the money: "Enough!"

After that, Huang Enquan stuffed the money to Huang Ercai: "Grandpa, this money is my first month's salary. I honor you."

Huang Ercai felt tears in his eyes in an instant: "I don't need this, and you haven't worked for others for minor repairs, how can you take his money!"

Huang Enquan waved his hand nonchalantly: "Take it all, you keep it for use, and he is embarrassed to take it back. Didn’t Zhang Qianxiu say that next year, I will make five thousand dollars. If I don’t make it, I won’t do it for him. I really made a profit. I see who in the village dares to look down upon our grandparents and grandchildren. Lord, I'm going to work, Zhang Qianxiu, hurry up."

After speaking, Huang Enquan turned and left.