Rebirth of Hong Kong 1981

This is far from being comparable to the third largest financial center in later generations whose every move can affect the entire Asian financial industry.

In the current Xiangjiang, if Yang Chen has that ability, as long as he shows it a little bit, he will soon attract others' attention and follow suit.

If he had enough capital, he wouldn't be afraid of others following suit, but the problem was that he didn't have enough capital, once someone followed suit, things would be completely out of his control.

The smaller the pool, the greater the human interference factor will be. Once it attracts the attention of others, a slap from those big companies is enough to slap him to death and make him bankrupt.

Don't talk about non-disclosure agreements with me. That thing is about capital. You only have tens of millions of people in your hands. Talking about confidentiality with others, you are out of your mind, right?who do you think You Are?

Even if it is Li Jiacheng, if you think about how the other party fell short when dealing with Wharf, it is not difficult to see that there are some things that you are nothing if you have no capital. If you want someone to keep it secret for you, you must have enough capital.

This is like those successful entrepreneurs. Everything they say is chicken soup for the soul worth learning.

And those successful people who are worth millions, in the eyes of most people, are nouveau riche and small bosses at best. What they say, let alone chicken soup, even abalone soup is not drunk.

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After receiving Yang Chen's affirmative answer, Xue Yufei was extremely happy in her heart, but she didn't show it at all on her face, she lowered her head and ate noodles to cover up her inner joy.

Regarding Xue Yufei's thoughts, combined with the memories of his predecessor, Yang Chen could guess a thing or two in his heart, but he didn't care, after all, Xue Yufei was also thinking about him.

The two lived and grew up together, and they have always lived a life of worry-free and affluent life. It's okay to experience the current life for a short time. If it lasts for a long time, let alone Xue Yufei can't stand it, even Yang Chen himself can't bear it. no.

After eating the noodles, it was almost dark. According to the previous memory, it was about time for them to go out and prepare to sing.

According to his predecessor's singing voice, if he wanted to, he would be enthusiastically sought after if he went to any bar to sing, but his predecessor didn't seem to like those places very much. He would rather sing on the street and be rewarded by passers-by and audiences than go to bars to sing.

Xiangjiang in the 80s is no different from a metropolis in the 21st century. Nightlife is everywhere in this Oriental Pearl.

Thinking about the usual routines of the reborn, although there are many ways to make money in Yang Chen's mind, this first pot of gold really made his brain very troubled.

The most difficult thing to earn in life is the first million. Without original capital, even if you have great ability, you have to bow to reality.

Although Yang Chen had read a lot of novels in his previous life, if he wanted to copy tens of thousands of words a day like those reborn people, he only had one thing to say, and that was 'I really can't do it'.

It's not that copying books can't be done, but that he simply can't restore those novels with millions of words.

Moreover, not everyone can be Jin Yong, and it's not like finding a newspaper at random, and if you fool around, they will obediently raise your price and beg you to publish it.

If so, there will not be only one Jin Yong in the whole Xiangjiang.

Maxima often has it, but Bole does not often have it.

For a while, besides writing songs and releasing records, Yang Chen really couldn't think of any other way to get his first pot of gold. With the foundation laid by his predecessor, he would casually come up with a few songs that will become popular in later generations, and it wouldn't arouse suspicion.

Selling songs is definitely not enough. In Xiangjiang in the 80s, composers and screenwriters were paid the same price, and they were not worth a lot of money at all.

As for the bank loan, that was the last option, and he would not take out a loan unless it was absolutely necessary.

Chapter 5

I went back to the house and changed my outfit again. In Xiangjiang in January and February, the weather outside is still a bit chilly. I wear a short-sleeved T-shirt inside and a medium-thick coat on the outside.

As for the trousers, looking at the flared trousers of various colors piled up in the closet, Yang Chen was a little speechless, skipped it without thinking, and chose a pair of jeans hanging in the corner to put on.

People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. Although it is true, sometimes there is no way to hide the value of appearance. Even if you wear a pair of flowery pants and walk down the street, you can attract countless nympho girls chase.

When I came to the living room, I saw several big men helping to move things, and the leader was a middle-aged man in his 40s.

Yang Chen saw it, and hurriedly stepped forward to thank him: "Uncle Chen, I'm bothering you again."

"Hey, you kid..." Seeing that Yang Chen was being polite to him as always, the middle-aged man shook his head with a smile, and didn't say much.

The middle-aged man's surname is Chen Ming Aiguo, who is the bodyguard sent by Father Xue to protect Yang Chen and Xue Yufei. Xiangjiang in the 80s, with the establishment of the Independent Commission Against Corruption, the law and order issue is not as chaotic as it was in the 70s and [-]s.

But like Yang Chen and the others who openly sell and sing on the street, with a beauty like Xue Yufei by their side, they will inevitably meet some punks looking for trouble.

For people like Xue's father who broke through in the 70s and [-]s, caution is a must.

Therefore, after Yang Chen left Xue's house, although Xue's father accepted his choice and did not interfere with his dream, he sent Chen Aiguo out to protect the safety of the two of them.

Regarding this, his predecessor was Xiaobai who didn't know anything. Although he felt somewhat conflicted in his heart, for the sake of Xue Yufei's safety, he still acquiesced.

Soon, all the things needed were moved downstairs by Chen Aiguo to the tricycle.

Speaking of this tricycle, and the music equipment for selling and singing, these things almost spent all the copper coins on Yang Chen's body after he left Xue's house.

It was the first time for Yang Chen to drive a two-seater tricycle in the front row. Although it was the first time, he was not very familiar with it.

But with the memory of his previous life, plus Yang Chen had driven cars and tanks in the army in his previous life, this kind of tricycle, which is not much faster than a tractor, is nothing to Yang Chen.

While familiarizing himself with his own vehicle, he waited for Xue Yufei to go downstairs. Before girls go to the street, there is a common problem in any era, that is, they have to let men wait.

Ten minutes later, Yang Chen finally waited for Xue Yufei to go downstairs. At this time, Xue Yufei had already wrapped herself tightly, and at the same time she was wearing a mask on her face. She was dressed like a 21st century female star when she went out on the street.

Without saying a word, Xue Yufei trotted all the way over, got into the car and was next to Yang Chen, the faint feminine fragrance from her body was very nice.

Yang Chen's predecessor had never liked women with heavy makeup, so Xue Yufei didn't put on much makeup at home on weekdays, and only put on light makeup when going out.

Xue Yufei wore fashionable flared trousers in the 80s with a special flavor, and the peaked cap on her head was pressed low.

The mask and the peaked cap all of a sudden concealed her peerless beauty that was disastrous to the country and the people.

"Sit still," said Yang Chen, and started the small electric motor under the seat. Yang Chen didn't drive the car too fast along the way, and took advantage of this time to enjoy the scenery on both sides of the street along the way.

Although it has reached the rush hour, there is still a gap between the number of cars in Xiangjiang in the 80s and the 21st century.

In addition, the place where Yang Chen sang was not too far from the house where they lived, it was only a few blocks away, less than 10 minutes away.

The place where Yang Chen sings is fixed. It's outside a coffee shop, away from the driveway. The environment is relatively quiet. There are usually a lot of people, and he doesn't sing everywhere like those wandering singers.

"Chen Zai"

As soon as the car stopped, the owner of the coffee shop saw Yang Chen and the two coming, and hurriedly greeted them.

"Chen Zi, you've come." Wu Yuming, the owner of the coffee shop, said with a wry smile.

"Uncle Wu, what's wrong with you?" Yang Chen was at a loss, a little confused.

According to the memory of his predecessor, the owner of the coffee shop in front of him is the father of his former classmate. The main reason why Yang Chen has been able to occupy this place to sing and sing is because he knows the owner of the coffee shop.

Otherwise, if someone else comes over, see if there is someone willing to let wandering singers like Yang Chen and the others disturb the business of the coffee shop.

Of course, there are also songs sung by Yang Chen's predecessor that tend to be lyrical, like the kind where you open your mouth and the loudspeaker covers the audience, even if you are familiar with the boss, you won't let him stay here.

Wu Yuming smiled wryly and said, "You didn't come yesterday. At night, my group of customers asked questions, especially the group of aunts and grandmas, and they almost demolished my shop."

"No way, they're so ruthless." A group of rebellious girls could not help appearing in Yang Chen's mind. Those girls who had always supported him could not help but mourn for Wu Yuming in his heart.