"That's right, and also not right!"
Qin Chuan replied.
"What do you mean? Right is right, and wrong is wrong. What kind of answer is that!"
Qin Gang's mind, which had just started to liven up, became confused again.
"Second Brother, what do you think is the most profitable thing to do in our current era?"
Qin Chuan asked in return.
Qin Gang was stunned for a moment, then said without hesitation: "Of course it's sales. Look at you, in less than three days, you've made so much money. It's even faster than the bank!"
Looking at his second brother's serious expression, Qin Chuan felt both relieved and amused.
This guy was truly attracted by his performance at the exhibition. Now, he was probably only thinking about how to be a good salesperson.
But this was understandable. After all, his second brother was still a pure and simple farmer. He hadn't studied for many years and had dropped out of junior high school halfway. In his own words, he was not cut out for studying.
He didn't have much insight, nor many grand ambitions.
To set a goal of being a good salesperson in just a few days was already great progress, far better than many rural youths.
But Qin Chuan was different. He was a reborn person with a macro view of economic trends for decades to come. Since he had a second life, he certainly wouldn't do sales; that was just a temporary way to make quick money.
He wanted to be a trendsetter of this era. Just as he had said to Li Ya, he wanted to make sure everyone in the world knew his name, Qin Chuan.
And in the era of 1998, what was the most profitable trend?
The answer was only three words—real estate!
Besides that, there was the internet, e-commerce, and so on.
Qin Chuan had not been involved in the internet and e-commerce industries in his previous life, so he was not very clear about them. However, he was familiar with the real estate industry and knew well when it would boom.
This was a very lucrative industry; it was no exaggeration to say it was a sure profit.
Qin Chuan had to build his own team before the state implemented policies to capitalize on this wave of dividends.
Then he would invest in the internet, e-commerce, and other industries.
He remembered that Tencent was famously developed in February 1999. He didn't know if the current Tencent had even grown its feathers yet.
Also, Alibaba was founded in 1999!
These massive commercial empires of the future were now just embryos in his mind. Qin Chuan could only earn his first pot of gold from real estate before he had the right to share in the dividends of the internet.
In addition, there were huge investment opportunities in electronic products such as mobile phones and computers.
Qin Chuan felt like a gold prospector without tools, clearly seeing a mountain of gold before him but being unable to strike it rich due to the lack of proper tools.
"Are you satisfied with just being a salesman?"
Recalling the thrilling and grand ambition of getting rich, Qin Chuan smiled at his second brother.
"Have you ever thought that we could start our own company and build our own team?"
"What?"
Qin Gang, who was driving a three-wheeled motorcycle, braked sharply, almost throwing Qin Chuan out.
He darkened his face, gripped the edges of the frame tightly with both hands, and roared: "Are you trying to murder me!"
"No, what did you just say? Start a company?"
Qin Gang ignored Qin Chuan's anger and sneered: "Third Brother, I admit you have some skills now, but don't get ahead of yourself! Don't think you can achieve anything just because you've made a little progress!"
"You want to start a company? Stop dreaming!"
"Our Qin family doesn't have such good genes!"
Being repeatedly taunted and discouraged by Qin Gang, Qin Chuan's face turned completely dark: "Screw you, you idiot!"
"Just you wait, I'll start a company very soon!"
"And then, I'll let your dog eyes see it clearly!"
The brothers, bantering and scolding each other, gradually approached the county's lumber mill...
And as the Qin brothers were heading to the lumber mill, a woman wearing a mask and sunglasses, heavily disguised, walked into the exhibition.
It was Li Ya. Since all her inventory had been cleared, she had some free time.
With nothing to do, Li Ya suddenly remembered what Qin Chuan had told her the previous night.
Today, at least three or more businesses at the exhibition were using lucky draws. Out of curiosity, Li Ya specially disguised herself and returned to the exhibition.
Today was the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and the exhibition would not end until the seventh day. So, there were still many people, a sea of people. After all, it was the New Year holidays, and many people came to join the fun even if they didn't buy anything.
"Excuse me, madam, come here. We are also having a lucky draw sale today. You can have a chance to draw for every five yuan you spend!"
Not long after entering the exhibition, Li Ya saw a young man enthusiastically wooing customers.
Li Ya was stunned. She quickened her pace and walked further in. When she saw it, she was completely dumbfounded.
A toy stall in front of her was indeed holding a lucky draw sale, and business was not bad, with quite a few people gathered around.
"Could it be that guy was right?"
Li Ya couldn't believe it and continued to walk inside. Soon, she saw a second stall, which was also having a lucky draw sale. Interestingly, this one was selling candy and snacks.
Then Li Ya walked around the market for a long time and found that instead of three, there were as many as seven businesses holding lucky draw sales, more than double what Qin Chuan had predicted.
This discovery made a fine layer of cold sweat break out on Li Ya's back. Because just before going to bed last night, she had been contemplating whether to get some more goods and continue with the lucky draw sales.
Fortunately, in the end, she remembered Qin Chuan's advice and forcefully suppressed her inner greed.
Thinking of the terrible consequences of accumulating goods that couldn't be sold, Li Ya became more and more frightened. A young figure involuntarily appeared in her mind.
"Where is he now?"
"What is he doing?"
"I don't know if there will be a chance to meet again..."
Li Ya's thoughts were in a mess. She no longer wanted to stay at the exhibition and turned to leave.
Meanwhile, Qin Chuan and Qin Gang had arrived at the lumber mill.
The procurement process went smoothly, as they were customers.
At noon, the brothers, loaded with a full cart of wood, as well as some tools, paint, and other items, headed back to Nanyang Village.
Unexpectedly, the weather suddenly changed halfway. A strong wind roared, and the cold wind felt like knives cutting their faces, causing a burning pain and almost blinding them.
"Damn it, this damn weather, how can it change so suddenly!"
Qin Gang, who was driving, suffered greatly and cursed angrily.
Qin Chuan, sitting beside him, was also uncomfortable. He held his cotton coat tightly and pulled his cotton hat low, trying his best to protect his face. He might have to rely on this face for a living in the future!
"Huh? Is that someone up ahead?"
Suddenly, at this moment, Qin Chuan heard his second brother's low exclamation.
He quickly looked up and gazed at the dusty road ahead.
Indeed, he saw a figure standing anxiously on the bumpy road ahead. Judging by her clothing, it was a woman.
"Let's go over and take a look!"
The motorcycle stopped in front of the anxious waving figure. Before Qin Chuan could get a clear look at the other person's face, he heard Qin Gang exclaim loudly: "Teacher Yang?"
Hearing this address, Qin Chuan's entire body stiffened, as if struck by lightning. The next second, he quickly looked up and stared directly at the slightly frail figure in the storm...