Wang Zijie's intuition was right. Tang Zifeng, who was standing on the podium at this time, was completely different from the Tang Zifeng who was in the dormitory with him. In his body, there was a soul from 30 years later.

That’s right, today’s Tang Zifeng is a time traveler. In his mind, he hides the development history and life wisdom of the entire world in the next 30 years.

Tang Zifeng, who had never been restless before traveling through time, had a heart that was never restless. Like the ancient Kuafu who chased the sun, he was zealously chasing the limelight in the market, hoping that he could rise against the wind and achieve a great career like a horse and a plum. Unfortunately, his fate was like Kuafu, and he never caught up with the sun, but died of thirst halfway.

He was the last group of people participating in pyramid schemes in China. He had just become a small leader and encountered a severe crackdown. If he had not run fast, he would have just sifted sand somewhere. Then, he grabbed the tail of Internet finance and became the 10,086th franchisee of a p2p company. After working for a few days, the entire industry exploded, making him penniless. He has studied Feng Shui, hyped Bitcoin, filmed funny videos, launched crowdfunding for dozens of Internet celebrity products, and wrote hundreds of fancy business plans...

His last big bet in his previous life was to sign up as a volunteer for an underground black technology project. The goal of this project was to test the reliability of a time machine. This time he was successful and was sent to the parallel world of 1992 by the time machine and became a fresh undergraduate graduate of Renmin University. By the way, the luck of this graduate was no different from that of Tang Zifeng in his previous life. The Department of Planning Economics he studied in disappeared with the spring breeze of the market economy the second year after he graduated, which added a rich mark to his last bus ride record.

When Tang Zifeng came here, his predecessor had obtained the dispatch certificate from the Ministry of Machinery and was assigned to work at the Mechanical and Electrical Department of the Second Bureau of the Ministry of Machinery. For their students of this class, being able to stay in Beijing and work in the ministries and commissions was a very good choice. The college students at that time did not depreciate like in later generations. A genuine college student was assigned to the ministries and commissions to work hard for a few years, and then made a little success. He would have a deputy before he was 30 years old and a deputy bureau before he was 40 years old, which was enough to be a grandfather.

But as a time traveler, Tang Zifeng did not have much expectations for such a position and such a future. As he said to his junior brothers and sisters who were fooled by him, the early 1990s was the era when China entered a full market economy. All kinds of barriers that restrict innovation and entrepreneurship were broken, and various legal norms that restrict and regulate market behavior had not been established. This is an era where you can do whatever you want, and an era where you can get rich overnight as long as you dare to think and do.

Let me give you a word. In later generations, pyramid schemes like rats crossing the street were still a complimentary word in this era, representing an advanced marketing model and being praised by professors from marketing departments of countless universities. When Tang Zifeng saw academic articles introducing and praising the pyramid scheme model in academic journals, he really felt like crying without tears. Why was his life so miserable in his previous life!

However, thank God, thanks to Black Technology, and thanks to CCTV, I, Tang Zifeng, finally, is coming to the end of my hardships, and it is finally time for me, Tang Zifeng to show off my skills!

This is a cry from the depths of Tang Zifeng who has traveled through time after experiencing the initial discomfort.

Although he knows the history of the next few decades, Tang Zifeng will not do such a thing as resignation and going into business for the time being. The ministries and commissions are a place where income is guaranteed to be secured. They can be divided into houses, promoted, and can also contact people from all walks of life, which will help expand their connections. In his previous life, he had to eat instant noodles for several months when he made a project. He couldn't afford to buy authentic Fuling's cabbage, so he could only buy Peiling's. No one knows better than him the necessity of having an iron rice bowl. At least, he would not consider resigning until he had complete financial freedom.

Well, there is another more important reason why he dared not resign. That is, his father in this life once taught him earnestly, saying that if Tang Zifeng dared to quit his job and went into the sea, he would break all his legs with his own hands. His father Tang Lin is a slightly more cultural country farmer with a strong limbs and a stubborn mind. In the memory of Tang Zifeng inherited from his ex, Tang Lin has always believed in a filial son. Tang Zifeng has been beaten more times since childhood than the fools he has been deceived by p2p websites in later generations... Uh, I remembered sad things again.

Tang Zifeng also seriously thought about whether as a time traveler, should he accept his ex's biological father, mother and sister and a vast sea of ​​aunts and aunts. Later, he found the answer from biology, that is, no matter who his soul is now, at least the genes in his body are passed down by his parents in this life. Filial piety to parents means respecting genes, and respecting genes means respecting science. Besides, when he went home to visit relatives, his parents' favor for him was unpredictable, and his sister's intimacy for him was even more unsuccessful. As for aunts, yes, let's sort it out slowly in the future.

Although he did not intend to resign from his public office for the time being, Tang Zifeng still couldn't wait for a moment and immediately started his money-making plan. He pulled his ex-college Wang Zijie to work together and earned his first pot of gold by "storing books". The idea of ​​saving books was not invented by Tang Zifeng, but plagiarized by the successful people he had heard of in his previous life.

He thought about it that in his life, he would first make a quick money by saving books, and then enter several popular industries. With the initial capital, he would buy it and hire Xiao Zha to be his maid. He would invest in Apple, take Lao Qiao's path, leaving Lao Qiao with no way out. He would be with Larry Page and open a website called Gu Ge... In short, he would first step in whatever money he made in the future. In his previous life, he would repeatedly eat nothing to keep up with the hot ones. In this life, he would become the man at the top of the food chain!

"Lao Ba, why are you laughing at?"

Wang Zijie looked at Tang Zifeng, who was standing on the podium and smiling like a mentally retarded child, and asked angrily. The students who had just received training (brain training) had already been exposed, but Tang Zifeng didn't know why, but he was still standing there wandering around in the sky.

"Um?"

Tang Zifeng was imagining a wonderful life of standing at the top of the food chain, holding two five-nut mooncakes in his hand, eating one piece and throwing it one piece. He was awakened by Wang Zijie's throat and realized that he was still on earth. Wang Zijie's name just now was calculated according to the ranking in the dormitory. Tang Zifeng was the youngest in the dormitory and was called by Lao Ba for four years in college. As for Wang Zijie, yes, he is Lao Qi.

"Lao Qi, I ask you, what are you planning to do after you make money?"

Tang Zifeng wiped the corner of his mouth, walked off the podium, and asked Wang Zijie.

"eat!"

Wang Zijie's answer is simple and clear.

"What if the money is too much and I can't finish it?"

"Marry a wife and have a bunch of bastards to eat together."

"What if I can't finish my wife and children?"

"Take a few concubines and give birth to more bastards to eat."

“…”

Tang Zifeng was defeated. Wang Zijie said that this was not to argue with Tang Zifeng, but that he did have such obsession in his heart. Wang Zijie was also from a rural area. His hometown was a coastal area in the southeast. People in this area have always believed in the teachings of many children, and the more they gave birth, the more face they were. When they were in college, Wang Zijie initiated discussions in the dormitory more than 100 times, asking everyone to give him advice on how to avoid national policies and have a few more children.

"Lao Qi, you never thought about starting a big company and becoming the richest man in the world?"

"What are the benefits of being the world's richest man? Can you have more children?"

"Of course. As the world's richest man, you can immigrate to Bermuda, so you don't have to be governed by Chinese laws. You can take as many concubines as you want. You can also marry wives from all over the world and give birth to a bunny of different skin colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple. Isn't it beautiful to have a dozen colors of color?"

"Really? Then let's start a big company!" Wang Zijie's eyes shone with a longing light.

Of course, this kind of chat is nonsense among roommates. Tang Zifeng once told Wang Zijie about future market opportunities in the name of prediction and formulated a development strategy for the company with several steps. Regarding this strategy, Wang Zijie's attitude is to take one step at a time. If the future market is really as Tang Zifeng said, then follow this strategy, otherwise, adjust it in time. As for the final goal, there are some differences between the two. Tang Zifeng wants to become the world's richest man, and Wang Zijie thinks that it is enough to have a house and a car in Beijing.

The two left the teaching building, walking towards the east gate, while talking about the company's business issues. Tang Zifeng said to Wang Zijie:

"Lao Qi, we must hurry up to save books. When others see this model, if there are too many people, we will not make any money."

Wang Zijie deeply felt: "Yes, I think the graduate students who helped us accumulate books have the idea of ​​doing the same thing as us, but they are not brave yet."

"Sooner or later, someone will learn from it," said Tang Zifeng.

"I think we should also make some books with higher standards so that no one can imitate them?" Wang Zijie said.

Tang Zifeng said: "This idea is very good. Then, the glorious and arduous task of finding topics will fall on your shoulders."

"Why me?"

"Because you are a top student, there are so many people in the whole class, you are the only one who stays at school to be a teacher."

"But……"

"Don't be it, young people, do more work without any harm, and you will understand in the future." Tang Zifeng imitated the leaders of the unit, patted Wang Zijie on the shoulder and said to him.

As we were talking, we could hear a beeping sound coming from Tang Zifeng's waist. Tang Zifeng took off his Hanxian pager from his belt and pressed it to see that there were only five words on the screen:

Director, look for it and return it quickly.

"Look, I'm busy with all kinds of things now, and we can't live without me for a moment. Can I have time to find any topics?"

Tang Zifeng shook the pager in front of Wang Zijie, and then left.

This guy has really changed! Is it because he made money that he became so awesome, or is he already awesome, so he made money?... Bah, what he did, I thought about what he did, and he made money, should I do something?
Chapter completed!