Reborn veteran, lying flat since high school

Tang Yisheng boarded the Yutong ZK6860 flat-head sleeper bus at Beijing International Airport.

I managed to get two naps amidst the stench of sweat and foot odor.

We ate a bland but expensive dinner at a service area along the way, and finally got back to the provincial capital at nearly 1 a.m.

After a half-month absence, I returned to mediocrity.

Tang Yisheng truly achieved the ability to be both a highly sought-after superior and to endure the hardships of a working-class person at the bottom of society.

The North Garden Long-Distance Bus Station (South Station) has already closed, and buses have dropped off many passengers along the way.

Tang Yisheng got off at the final stop, which was closest to his home, so he couldn't enjoy the promotional advantage of being "one step closer than the train."

The night in the provincial capital was sultry and quiet.

A few scattered, tan-colored Tianjin Dafa cars were parked on the side of the road, all the drivers inside were asleep, and none of them came out to solicit passengers.

It's really too late.

It's best to catch up on sleep while waiting for passengers to knock on the window.

"Sir, how much is it on Furong Street?"

Tang Yisheng, carrying a sky-blue hard-shell suitcase, knocked on the passenger window of the nearest taxi van.

Unlike current models that only have two wheels and can only be dragged diagonally, this rolling suitcase is different.

The suitcase with four omnidirectional wheels is expensive, but it's really easy to carry.

"12 pieces."

The driver was fast asleep, but he glanced at Tang Yisheng with half-closed eyes and immediately asked for an exorbitant price.

They're quite adept at tailoring their approach to different people.

From the long-distance bus station to Furong Street.

If the odometer reading exceeds 5 yuan on a normal day, Tang Yisheng will lose.

I only spent half a month in London, which, including the round-trip airfare and bus mileage, was only 18 days.

Second-tier cities in the middle of the rankings are about to catch up with the UK and the US in terms of transportation and prices?

Although they only dare to shout at night, they are quite bold.

Is a slogan appropriate to use here?

"Okay, let's go then."

It's only twelve yuan, nothing to worry about.

It was only because Tang Yisheng was exhausted and sleepy that he made a small fortune.

In Baiyun's mother's words, we're rich, really rich.

It has the same meaning as the old man from the black soil, "not short of money".

Moreover, people are always particularly generous when they are tired.

The more tired they are, the more generous they become.

Exhausted to this extent, no amount of money can stop Tang Yisheng from spending.

Even the most stingy person will have a little "reasonable" idea pop into their head to argue with the stingy person.

They will most likely win with the help of their sleepy opponent's home turf.

"Wait a little longer, you get in the car first."

The driver stretched and took his feet off the windshield.

"It's so expensive, and it only leaves when it's full?"

This is just a short trip to the city, only a few kilometers away. It's not like it's an unlicensed intercity taxi. Is it really necessary to make such a fuss?

"It's so late at night, and you're the only one they're taking? Then it won't be this price, it'll be 20 yuan."

The driver's greed was beyond the control of the bubbly-eyed man.

Is this how you play it?

Without saying a word, Tang Yisheng turned and left.

"Is it 5 yuan to go to Furong Street? Anyone walking?"

Tang Yisheng wasn't going to tolerate him since they were complete strangers, and shouted at the top of his lungs as he walked away.

"Young man, I'll take you there."

All the bread carts on the roadside were silent, but thankfully the loud voices did get a timely response.

A pedicab, sandwiched between bread taxis, responded.

He was actually negotiating the price with the passengers.

It's only 3.5 yuan to go to Jianguo Elementary School Third Road, which is far less cost-effective than 5 yuan to go to Furong Street.

Although the journey is a bit long, the money I get is a lot.

Since we're all selling our physical labor, whether we're tired or not isn't important; what's important is to put in more effort and earn more money.

Middle-aged people with elderly parents and young children, unless they encounter a difficult situation, who would stay up late after work to sell their physical labor?

The van driver probably didn't expect his young customer to be so assertive.

Actually, there is room for negotiation.

The driver also left room for the other party to negotiate the price.

Unfortunately, Tang Yisheng left so decisively that he didn't even get a chance to speak again.

Watching the wealthy, high-quality customer walk away with his suitcase, the van driver couldn't help but spit at the middle-aged driver who had interfered.

Life is unpredictable; we can see the big picture in small things.

There are many people in life who, like the bread truck driver, fail to seize opportunities.

Those who truly want to make money must understand the principle of accumulating wealth little by little, and true businesspeople must also adhere to the concept that harmony brings wealth.

Tang Yisheng understood these principles well.

From a metaphysical perspective, keeping your distance from unlucky people is more conducive to prolonging their good fortune.

Tang Yisheng needs to maintain his good fortune.

This time, Tang Yisheng traveled to London with his father, Tang Luyuan, but he left two and a half days later than Tang Luyuan.

The glitz and glamour of London were fleeting in Tang Yisheng's eyes, attracting him nothing.

But he stumbled upon a flyer in Piccadilly Circus and was drawn to the prize of '25,000 pounds' advertised on it.

This is also a manifestation of fortune.

Tang Yisheng had long heard of this type of grassroots competition related to memory.

I had some superficial understanding of it in my past life, and I also watched quite a few variety shows related to it.

But I only treated it as a pastime and for fun, and didn't take it too seriously.

So-called memory techniques are nothing more than tools used by capital operations to exploit yet another money-making opportunity.

They ignite the market by using programs like "The Brain" to target specific customer profiles and then exploit them.

In general, memory ability is just a set of fixed information storage techniques, and competitions involving it are merely boring simulation games.

Furthermore, if children become accustomed to memorizing knowledge using methods such as memory palaces or memory pegs, it can significantly impair their ability to think independently and apply knowledge.

After all, not everyone has the same rebirth cheat code as Tang Yisheng.

Tang Yisheng's photographic memory is due not only to information storage but also to AI intelligence.

The brain cells of an average person cannot perform so many functions.

Or rather, the brain is profound, and many of its functions have not been activated or developed.

Tang Yisheng is a lucky one, or perhaps it's related to the double buff of his spiritual power after his rebirth.

Anyway, he just happens to be good at remembering.

He was also envious of the prize money for the memory competition.

So Tang Yisheng accidentally signed up.

I participated in three of the ten competitions.

He accidentally won three more championships.

He became the world record holder for virtual historical events, fast poker, and abstract graphics.

The record holders in the International Memory Championships receive additional prize money.

Tang Yisheng accepted it without hesitation, tears welling in his eyes.

If it weren't for the scheduling conflict, and the fact that the second half of the event attracted a large audience, judges, and several schools' attention and "harassment," it would have been much better.

Tang Yisheng still planned to continue participating in competitions and earning more money.

Although there was a slight regret in the end.

But it can barely be considered his first real car purchase.

Based on the current exchange rate between the British pound and the Chinese yuan, and considering the sum Tang Luyuan paid for his guilt by leaving first, Tang Yisheng had already achieved a net worth of over one million yuan by late July 1999.

They're really rich; spending 12 yuan on a taxi is perfectly fine.

However, the wealthy gain not only confidence and self-assurance, but also temper.

Since Tang Yisheng can earn money with dignity, he won't shamelessly spend it.

They'd rather ride slowly in an open-top rickshaw than endure the sarcastic remarks of a bread truck driver.