instant noodle richest man

"National Business!" Jia Yapeng recalled this term, and for some reason, a feeling of excitement rippled in his heart.

"Xiao Jia, your money is actually enough. If you brake now, this money will be enough for you to enjoy the future. I think making money simply may not be of much significance to you. You have to let you find something by yourself!" Dai Laodao.

"What did you find?" Jia Yapeng asked in confusion.

"How do I know what you are looking for?" Dai Lao laughed, "But I can tell you that I have found what I am looking for long ago, that is animation, an animation that can be remembered in history!!"

"Your old man Dai has done it. Your Black Cat Sheriff is enough to keep you famous in history!" Jia Yapeng said with a smile.

"No, this is not enough!" Old Dai shook his head. "Xiao Jia, my black cat sheriff may be well-known in China, but what about leaving China? Not to mention the distant United States, it is just Fusang, Thailand, and South Korea, which are close to us. Does anyone know my black cat sheriff?"

"This..." Jia Yapeng laughed dryly. This is indeed a memory that belongs only to the Chinese.

"Xiao Jia, I have recently discovered some very bad trends. Now Chinese people like to watch foreign animations, understand foreign history and culture, and learn foreign ideology. Of course, these cannot be said to be bad, but it is too much. Many people desperately praise foreign countries, and even think that the foreign moon looks rounder, and foreign culture has also begun to influence us crazy!"

"How can there be a word that says...it's called...it's called culture..."

"Are you talking about cultural invasion?" Jia Yapeng said tentatively.

"That's right, it's this, cultural invasion. Many foreign cultures have begun to invade our China. I'm not saying that this is not good. The integration of cultures is definitely beneficial, but our culture cannot be invaded, but why can't our culture invade others?"

"So, the remaining dream of the old man in his life is to make a step to animation so that this animation can be like the Saint Seiya, and all foreigners like it, and then make them willing to start to understand our Chinese culture. This is what I found by the old man!"

"It's a pity, old man, I haven't figured out what kind of things to do to do this, so I'll work for you first, but you have to promise me that when I think about it in the future and do this step of animation, you have to support me with all your strength and use the power of the entire dynasty to support me. Are you willing?" Old Dai looked at Jia Yapeng with bright eyes and said.

"Teacher, don't worry, I also dream of seeing such an animation one day!" Jia Yapeng nodded solemnly, and Old Dai showed a gratified smile.

After ending the conversation with Mr. Dai, Jia Yapeng was deeply touched.

When rebirth or traveling through time, although Jia Yapeng felt that his goal was very clear, that is, to make money, make a lot of money, and be the richest man in the world, sometimes he felt that he had no goal at all.

This is a very strange feeling, it is like someone set a goal to travel around the world and travel around every corner of the world for the rest of his life.

This goal sounds very grand and inspiring, but if you think about it carefully, even if you really fulfill this dream, what changes will this dream have to the world? What kind of footprints can it leave?

No, nothing will happen.

People will never remember when someone traveled around the world. Even if Jia Yapeng really became the richest man in the world, the reputation he left behind seemed to be just a mahua vine or a mayun.

You should keep some things that future generations will remember and will not forget at least for hundreds of years!

"Forget it, what do you think of that? Take one step at a time!" Jia Yapeng shook his head and threw these thoughts out of his mind, but he had to admit that some things had already taken root and sprouted in Jia Yapeng's heart.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, three days passed.

It was already January 1, 1992. According to national regulations, the stock market will be closed for business and holiday on this day.

But the investors couldn't rest. Their eyes were all very red, because in the past few days, the stock index had dropped to 36 o'clock, and the entire stock market shrank by more than ten times. Chen Liren's previous 54 million stocks are now less than 4 million, and they are still in a state where no one takes over and cannot be sold.

Chen Liren was almost crazy. Tiantian stared at Jia Yapeng with red eyes and asked Jia Yapeng how to help him, but Jia Yapeng just ignored him. Chen Liren was so angry that he even wanted to kill people.

When it was January 10, Jia Yapeng was still lying leisurely on the bed, watching TV, and then a news in the news broadcast made Jia Yapeng smell an unusual smell.

According to the news, the Standing Committee of the Imperial Capital held a Standing Committee meeting to study the issues of China's economic situation in the new year...

This is a very ordinary and ordinary news. Huaxia holds such a meeting every few days, nothing special, but in the news footage, an old man passed by.

"The time is here!" Jia Yapeng stood up suddenly and took the initiative to walk into Chen Liren's room. He looked at Chen Liren who was still decadent, and then asked quickly, "How much cash do you have left?"

"About a few million..." Chen Liren answered subconsciously, then looked at Jia Yapeng in a reaction, and asked in surprise, "The time is up, you are finally willing to save me!!!"

"Yeah!" Jia Yapeng nodded, "You prepare for it. As soon as the market opens tomorrow, we will go to the stock exchange!"

"Go tomorrow!" Chen Liren's eyes lit up in an instant. "I will be able to get rid of the trap tomorrow. Can I sell my trapped stocks?"

"What stocks are you selling? We are going to buy stocks tomorrow!" Jia Yapeng said with a smile.

"I won't buy... I'll kill me, I won't buy stocks anymore!" Chen Liren wailed loudly!

Early the next morning, Jia Yapeng and Chen Liren appeared in the stock exchange. It was not Jia Yapeng who forced Chen Liren to come over.

Although Chen Liren yelled last night that he refused to come and buy stocks, he thought about it all night and followed Jia Yapeng insincerely the next day.

His idea is very simple. Jia Yapeng, a guy who never lets himself suffer losses and never buys stocks, actually came in to buy stocks. There must be something wrong with it.

Could it be that the turn of opportunity really comes?