Rebirth 2004: I can make money by writing.

There are many hot pot restaurants outside the campus of Yuecheng University. Hot pot restaurants stand out among the many restaurants like a dazzling star.

Although Yipin Pot and Palace Shu Pot have been rooted for more than ten years, they are still very different.

Once upon a time, Muxiang Garden was the most popular.

Unfortunately, things changed and the company went bankrupt three years ago.

The boss Zhang Fu and others followed the trend of the world in large shopping malls, but unexpectedly the investment failed. As a result, he had no time to take care of the old store Mu Xiang Yuan, and eventually even lost the foundation.

Alas, my ability cannot keep up with my expanding ambition.

In recent years, Liu Gui, the owner of Yipin Guo, seems to have learned the truth from the ups and downs of the business world. He feels that if you don't have the ability, you shouldn't bother. He chooses to be content with the status quo and proceed steadily.

Although the annual income is small, it is stable.

In summer, the hotpot business is slow, but the world of fireworks is still bustling.

This afternoon, Liu Gui strolled to Gongting Shuguo and had a good chat with its owner Meng Guan while drinking tea.

As they chatted and laughed, they lamented the vicissitudes of life.

"Lao Meng, how was business yesterday?" Liu Gui asked casually.

Meng Guan took a sip of tea and said with a wry smile, "It's just the same as always, barely making ends meet."

There was helplessness in his words, but also a hint of contentment.

Liu Gui sighed, "Then we are almost there. I am also forty-five years old. I just want a few years of stability. When my children get married and start their own families, my merits will be complete."

“It’s not easy to work in one place for ten years in this industry.

Like Zhang Fu, who was once so prosperous, but now has ended up like this." Meng Guan sighed.

Liu Gui continued: "Yes, it's a good thing I didn't follow him and mess around.

Let’s look at Mr. Hao. In just a few years, he became the richest man in Asia, with assets exceeding 100 billion yuan.

Comparing yourself to others is really frustrating."

"Back then we laughed at their high prices, haha," Meng Guan said self-deprecatingly. "Now that I think about it, I'm really just a frog in a well."

"I didn't laugh at them. It was Lao Zhang who said that the prices were so high, who would buy them?"

"Mr. Hao's vision is truly remarkable," Meng Guan exclaimed. "Now that it's going public, the valuation is already 20 to 30 billion."

“This shows that reading is really important.”

The two chatted casually, and the content of their conversation also reflected the various aspects of life.

Some people are content with being ordinary, while others pursue their dreams;

Some people take it slow and steady, while others take a risk.

The setting sun is like fire, dyeing the sky a brilliant orange-red.

Liu Gui walked slowly back to his shop and prepared for the upcoming evening business.

In fact, he also had a little regret.

If he had put aside his pride and been willing to be Hao Qiang's follower, helping him open a shop, would his life trajectory be completely different now?

Perhaps, he has now become one of the rich and enjoys an enviable life.

Liu Gui couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

This is nothing but an illusory fantasy.

Who can guarantee that Hao Qiang will accept me?

There are no ifs in life, only results.

Who could have predicted that a fledgling college student would be able to ride the waves in the business world and eventually become the richest man?

This seems like a prank of fate, but also like a blessing from God.

This is just a special case.

If he could turn back time, he would probably still choose to be a bystander and watch the show quietly.

Suddenly, a streamlined futuristic ES6 whizzed past, interrupting Liu Gui's thoughts.

He couldn't help but take a few more glances at the stylish electric car, and sighed in his heart: "Hao Qiang's business empire is really getting bigger and bigger. His company's products can be seen everywhere in our lives."

Night falls quietly and street lights light up one after another.

Liu Gui stood at the door of his shop, looking at the bustling streets, and felt an inexplicable sense of tranquility and satisfaction in his heart.

Perhaps, isn’t it a kind of happiness to have your own piece of world and be able to live a peaceful life?

If one's ambitions were too inflated, like Lao Zhang back then, one might be in debt now and unable to sleep or eat.

Life is like chess, never regret your moves.

In fact, in Hao Qiang's magnificent life, Liu Gui is just a passerby, an ordinary microcosm.

The same is true for Hao Qiang's middle school classmates.

They witnessed how an ordinary student transformed into a business tycoon and climbed to the top of society in just a few years.

This experience is like a wonderful legendary story, which makes people sigh and lament.

Some of Hao Qiang's middle school classmates have already married and had children, and most of them are busy with life. When talking about Hao Qiang, they would occasionally sigh.

……

At the end of October,

Hao Qiang asked the automobile company to design a new large SUV, the ES8, with six or seven seats and a length of about 5.2 meters.

For this car, Hao Qiang asked the design department to design it. He would no longer be in charge of the design himself, and he would only need to do the final review.

The night is falling and the sky is dotted with stars.

Hao Qiang returned to his home in Xiangmi Lake and couldn't wait to see his two little babies.

Living in a superior environment, with great physical potential and meticulous care from a professional parenting team, the two babies have been growing up healthily for 20 days without any illness, except for crying occasionally.

When he has free time, he will warmly teach the children to call "Dad".

Hao Qiang joked with Qiu Yuqing, saying, let's see which is faster, calling "Dad" or "Mom".

"It must be mom. I'm at home with these two little babies every day and feed them. If I call dad first, it would be so heartless." Qiu Yuqing smiled like a flower.

"Who knows." Hao Qiang hugged his son and coaxed him.

Just as the two were laughing and joking, Hao Qiang suddenly felt a warmth on his hand.

Looking down, he couldn't help but laugh and cry: "Oh, you little naughty boy, you didn't even say hello when I pulled you."

Qiu Yuqing took a look and noticed it, and couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Now he is not sensible again, I saw him frown just now, I thought he didn't like you holding him, but I didn't expect that he wanted to stretch him out, haha."

The nanny next to them quickly took over the cleanup and apologized repeatedly: "Mr. Hao, I'm sorry, we didn't expect the young master to poop again."

Hao Qiang took the toilet paper and wiped his hands first, then walked to the bathroom and said with a smile: "This is a very normal thing, don't worry about it.

When these two little guys grow up a little, it’s normal for them to fall down. You don’t have to worry about them. Let them get up by themselves.

We need to cultivate their independence and self-reliance, not coddling them."

"Okay, I understand!" The nannies around looked at Hao Qiang walking away and replied respectfully.

Hao Qiang nodded slightly. The baby is still young now and doesn't understand anything. After a few months, when he has some thinking ability, he will have to pay attention to his education.

It was late at night, and he and Qiu Yuqing had already started thinking about how to raise their child.

They want to give their children the best guidance, but they don't want to deprive them of their innocent childhood.

This is a difficult problem that every parent will face. Even Hao Qiang finds it very troublesome because he has no experience after all.