Reborn as a capitalist's young master in the 1970s, he starts his life by being blocked at the

Zhang Guoqiang drank two glasses of wine, his tongue slurring: "Yeah, Mingzi, I heard that processing plant is doing really well. Isn't this just blatant blatant shamelessness? It's the factory your parents left you, why shouldn't they give it to you?"

Before Chen Jianming could answer, Lin Ling suddenly said, "He just returned to the city, a poor boy. What makes him capable of managing a processing plant? I think it's normal not to give him the job."

"Lin Ling, how can you talk like that?"

Zhang Guoqiang's eyes widened immediately.

"What I'm saying is true. Things are different now than before. He's been in the mountains for so long. How could he manage the processing plant? Do you think it's still the old days? You think just any Tom, Dick, or Harry could manage the factory?" Lin Ling said disdainfully.

She looked down on Chen Jianming because he was dressed very simply, like someone from the countryside.

"If you can't speak, then shut up! Nobody thinks you're mute," Aunt Xu shouted.

Lin Ling pursed her lips and didn't say anything more.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, he took the initiative to defuse the situation: "It's okay, what your sister-in-law said is true. I just got back to the city and I don't know anything about it."

He'd seen plenty of snobs like Lin Ling before, so there was no need to take her seriously.

Aunt Xu was genuinely kind to him; he was mainly trying not to upset her.

"I'm sorry, Mingzi, your sister-in-law didn't mean it that way. Please don't mind. I'll punish myself with a drink."

Zhang Guoqiang is a very honest man. He awkwardly raised a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

He grimaced from the spiciness of the alcohol and asked, "So what are your plans now? What about your job?"

Chen Jianming swallowed the braised pork in his mouth and casually replied, "My third uncle will probably still arrange something for me. He said that although I only have a cleaning job now, I might be able to get promoted gradually in the future."

Even if he can't take back the processing plant, he doesn't need to work at all to make money.

There are still several large boxes of gold and silver jewelry piled up in the space, but it's best if as few people as possible know about these things.

These days, if you get reported for being capitalist, you're in for a world of trouble.

You need to have at least some career to use as a cover.

In a few years, when the reform and opening-up policy sweeps across the land and everything is ready to flourish, his assets will naturally snowball.

At that time, he will be free to roam the seas!

"Xiao Chen, if there's anything I can do for you, just let me know. I have a few students who might be able to help. Come on, eat more!" Aunt Xu looked at him with concern and piled more food into his bowl.

"Thank you, Aunt Xu. I will definitely let you know if I need anything."

Chen Jianming ate his food heartily, giving a perfunctory reply, but didn't take it to heart.

As far as I can remember, Aunt Xu used to be quite influential, as were Uncle Li; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe them as a group of hidden talents.

Now that they've all retired, it's not easy for them to come forward and handle things; they have to find someone else to do it.

He didn't want to trouble these senior figures, mainly because he knew that even if he did, it might not work.

After all, people forget you once they're gone, and he didn't want these elderly folks to have to ask him for favors because of his situation.

"It's good that you're back. As for work, we can take it slow."

Zhang Guoqiang's face was flushed from drinking, and he patted him on the shoulder.

Aunt Xu sighed, "Yes, I heard that many people from other courtyards were also sent down to the countryside before. Now the people in the courtyards have all changed. Many people, like Xiao Chen, were sent down and haven't come back yet. These days are tough!"

She had also been framed and suffered a lot, so she could understand Chen Jianming's situation very well.

"Let's not talk about these unhappy things anymore. Come on, Guoqiang, let's drink!"

"Haha, let's drink!"

As night deepened, after chatting with a few more people, Chen Jianming got up and returned to his main house.

After the two women cleaned the house, the main room is now very clean and spotless.

"We still need to figure out how to get the processing plant back."

I took out the bedding and laid it out. As soon as I lay down, a creaking sound came from the front yard.

"Slow down, you're in such a hurry."

"Hehe, how could I not be anxious to see you!"

The voices of a young couple could be heard intermittently from next door.

"..."

He felt his blood rush to his head and his mind was in turmoil, tossing and turning all night, unable to fall asleep.

I've been really cooped up for so long.

Before returning to the city, he was being watched by that old bastard Wang Mancang, and he didn't even have a chance to spend some time with Tian Jiangyue.

Left with no other choice, he had to enter the space with a thought.

In the space, besides large beasts such as lions, tigers, and bears, there were also several gazelles.

As soon as they entered, a pack of gray wolves wagged their tails and surrounded them!

Chen Jianming was immediately amused. The once fierce gray wolf had now been trained to be as docile as a dog, sticking out its tongue and rubbing against him constantly, being incredibly obedient to him.

I took out a pile of hay and fed it to the few bleating gazelles.

Turning his head, he saw several lions and tigers looking at him mournfully, their eyes glowing green, clearly very hungry.

"Eat up, eat up."

He took out a few pieces of meat and threw them over.

These large beasts have a huge appetite. When they were in the mountains, he would feed them twice a day, and not always on time.

Now that I'm back in the city, it all depends on my mood.

It wasn't that he was short of meat; it was just that he had been so busy with revenge that he hadn't thought about it at all.

After teasing the gray wolf wagging its tail for a while, he glanced at the crack and saw a piece of paper fluttering down.

Upon picking it up, I discovered it was a pork list, clearly stating that ten jin of pork would be supplied.

"What is this thing? No pork, just a list? Is this even usable?" Chen Jianming scratched his head, looking at it with disbelief.

He wasn't short of ten pounds of pork, but this was the first time the space had dropped supplies in this way. Judging from the various fancy sets, it was hard to say whether these were items from his world.

"Never mind, I'll try it tomorrow."

After stepping back, I realized the young couple next door must have finished; they've completely quieted down now.

After a long day, he was really tired. He yawned, closed his eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

In his dream, he not only took back the processing plant, but also gave Chen Damin a good beating, thus avenging his parents!

After waking up and washing his face, he remembered the list from last night and went straight out the door.

"Hello, comrade, which room does Chen Jianming live in?"

Several uniformed staff members, carrying about ten kilograms of pork, were asking an elderly man practicing Tai Chi in the courtyard for directions.

"What do you want with Xiao Chen? Look, he's just coming out." The old man pointed in the direction of the main house.

Several staff members quickly carried the pork and went to greet them.

"Comrade Chen Jianming, this is your pork."

"What's going on?"

Chen Jianming looked completely bewildered.

Can you do this?

The pork was delivered to his door before he even arrived?

I glanced at it and saw that the words "Special Supply" were printed on the pork.

Does the space allow you to order meat directly for yourself?

"Little Chen is indeed no ordinary person. Those porks are specially supplied to cadres, yet someone actually delivered them to his door."

"With such a wide network of connections and such a large business, it's normal for Da Shan and his wife to have some background."

The elderly man practicing Tai Chi was chatting with an older woman next to him.