Now that I'm reborn, it's not too much to be a rich, white and beautiful woman, right?

Zeng Xiaofan was exhausted after working non-stop for several days.

That day, she fell asleep early before the dormitory chat party even started.

In her dream, she dreamed that she went back to the time before her rebirth and continued to be a pauper.

Because I haven’t found a job yet, I’m still living on Huabei and credit cards.

No! I don't want to be a poor damned bastard!

She shouted angrily, waking herself up.

Zeng Xiaofan was frightened by his dream, and cold sweat ran down his face. Then he swore in his heart.

I've all been reborn, if I don't get rich, who will? I don't want to be a poor ghost!!

She calculated the funds she had available. The more than 10,000 yuan she earned from selling bicycles in Wubatongcheng during the summer vacation, plus the income from running errands in Yanjing these days, the total was less than 30,000 yuan, and she still had to calculate commissions and pay salaries to employees.

After deducting miscellaneous expenses, he actually only had 20,000 yuan in his pocket, which made Zeng Xiaofan very anxious.

How to become a rich woman with only 20,000 yuan!

Time is short and the task is heavy. We must expand our business areas in multiple dimensions!

Thinking of this, Zeng Xiaofan immediately jumped out of bed and clicked on his encrypted folder.

I opened up the feasibility plan for making money in my new life. The first one was to invest in real estate.

Well, I would like to invest in real estate, but where is the money? Zeng Xiaofan was so angry that he laughed at himself.

It’s been almost a month since school started, and I’ve only earned over 10,000 yuan. The progress bar is too slow!

At the current rate of making money, by that time, it will be too late!

Stay calm, I need to stay calm, Zeng Xiaofan said to himself.

While thinking, I changed my clothes, walked alone through the playground, and walked to the snack street of the school.

On a cool night, Xiao Fan sat alone in the ice flower shop and ordered a bowl of mango fried ice.

Whenever he feels down, Zeng Xiaofan always uses delicious food to heal himself.

A sweet and refreshing mango fried ice was served.

The boss lady, Sister Li, asked: "Why are you alone today? Where are your employees?"

Zeng Xiaofan still had no interest and said lazily: "I'm annoyed, I want to be quiet..."

Since Zeng Xiaofan liked to hold employee meetings in the Binghua Shop every time, the boss's wife was particularly impressed by Zeng Xiaofan.

As the errand running company's business grew, Zeng Xiaofan gradually became familiar with the nearby merchants.

The nearby food merchants all like to call Zeng Xiaofan "little boss lady", to which Zeng Xiaofan strongly refuses.

She stubbornly believed that she was the boss, so why should she call herself the boss's wife.

Sister Li sat next to Xiao Fan like a caring older sister, watching her with a smile as she finished a bowl of fried ice cream.

"Sister Li, why are you looking at me?"

"Tell me, you are just a little girl, what worries you?"

"No money."

"No way. I see your errand company is doing pretty good business, with so many orders and people coming and going every day."

"It's not enough to earn this little every day!"

"That's not enough. How much more do you want? I'm satisfied if I can earn a few hundred yuan a day!"

"A summer insect cannot talk about ice, and how can a sparrow understand the ambition of a swan?" Zeng Xiaofan shook his head and sighed.

"Can you please speak something that people can understand?"

"Am I short of a few hundred bucks? No, I'm short of a lot of money!"

Back in the dormitory, Xiao Fan turned on his computer, clicked on his personal folder, and looked at the feasibility plan for making money after rebirth, but he still had no idea.

At this time, Tu Jing pushed open the door from outside and walked in.

Xiao Fan looked up and saw that the tomboy who never wore skirts before was wearing a miniskirt for the first time.

This girl, who has always been known for her honesty and simplicity, actually put on some makeup.

The makeup was not good enough. The eyeliner was too thick. The weather was hot, so the makeup on the bags under the eyes was smudged and turned into panda eyes. The mascara was not applied well, and it looked like a bunch of fly legs. But it is not difficult to see that Tu Jing is determined to change herself.

Zeng Xiaofan was very curious: "What are you doing here?"

Tu Jing pursed her lips shyly and said, "I went to watch Liu Feng play basketball."

Zeng Xiaofan: “….”

Several other girls gathered around.

Li Linlin: "Is Liu Feng handsome?"

Tu Jing: "So handsome! No, super handsome!"

Wen Mengjiao: "How handsome can he be? Have you never seen a handsome guy?"

Tu Jing argued: "He is so handsome, so handsome that it is inhumane. If you don't believe me, go and see it together tomorrow!"

Zeng Xiaofan was too lazy to pay attention to them. He looked at his money-making plan and fell into deep thought again.

Invest in real estate, these words are deeply engraved in Zeng Xiaofan's mind.

Recalling his experiences since his rebirth, he sold bicycles in Wubatongcheng and opened an errand company in Yanda.

Yes, since I can sell bicycles in Wuba City, why can’t I continue to sell houses in Wuba City?

At present, the fourth and fifth ring roads of Yanjing are still in the undeveloped stage. If we can seize the opportunity, won't we be able to get on the train smoothly?

Thinking of this, Zeng Xiaofan became excited again.

The next day, Zeng Xiaofan took the subway and two buses to the fourth ring road of Yanjing, where he came to investigate the market with great interest.

As the imperial capital, Yanjing has a long history of hundreds of years. At the same time, there are many dilapidated courtyards.

When I walked to the notice board of the old community, I saw the whole wall was filled with information about sale, rent, job openings, etc.

Isn't this my place?

Isn’t this my first pot of gold?

Zeng Xiaofan took out a notebook and wrote down the information about the house sale.

Then, he sat on the flower bed next to the community and started calling the homeowner.

"Hello, who is this?" asked the person on the other end of the phone.

"Hello, do you have any houses for rent in Tianxinyuan today?"

"Yes, yes."

"Are you the owner of the house? Has the house been sold?" Zeng Xiaofan continued to ask.

"Yes, it's me. The house is still there." The man on the other end of the phone immediately became interested when he heard that someone wanted to buy his house.

"It's like this. I have basically understood the information about your house. I run a real estate agency, and I want to bring my client to see the house. Is it convenient for you to take a look?" Zeng Xiaofan said seriously.

When the other party heard that it was an agent, he was a little disappointed. But when he heard that he was going to bring a client to see the house, he immediately became interested.

"Whenever you have time, call me whenever it's convenient for you."

After successfully negotiating with the first company, Zeng Xiaofan ticked each piece of registered information in the notebook.

Next, Zeng Xiaofan repeated the same trick and called another landlord.

I ticked seven or eight boxes on the little notebook.

Zeng Xiaofan returned to the dormitory without stopping and tirelessly, turned on the computer, and typed in again: wubatongcheng.

"I have immigrated. I have a two-bedroom, one-living room apartment for sale in Cuigezhuang, Tianxinyuan, Datong District, Yanjing. It has a great location and is next to a bus stop. I am selling it at a low price to the right person. If you are interested, please contact me... Please state that you saw it on Wuba Tongcheng."