The problem came again, He Junlin had no family in this world.
He didn't know where to go or what to do.
Without a diploma, everyone despises him.
He Junlin bumped into walls everywhere. It was difficult for him to be a waiter like this.
Fortunately, it took him a long time to grind a store before they agreed to let him be a handyman.
Of course, life is very hard, with a salary of 1,000 yuan, He Junlin also suffered from cold eyes.
He has done the hardest and most tiring work, but the salary is also the least.
This kind of life can basically be said to be in heaven and earth with Father Liu.
If Liu Yaowen lived a life like a son of heaven, He Junlin was not even a pariah.
The withered petals in the mud are apt to describe.
He Junlin did not know how long he worked like this day and night. After all, at least he had to live first.
Until that farce happened, it completely changed He Junlin's life.
That year's earthquake, He Junlin almost didn't run out.
A second before he passed out, he seemed to feel like someone was carrying him up.
But he really didn't have the strength to say thank you.
I don't remember exactly, I just remember that the person seemed to be quite thin and tall, but very energetic.
When He Junlin woke up, he found himself in a hotel.
On the head of the bed, there is also a note.
"I see that you are fine, just have a good rest."
"Go to Nanbin Road, there will be what you want."
He Junlin really wanted to thank this person in person. If it wasn't for him, he might have received a box lunch now.
But when I went to Nanbin Road, there was only one empty house.
A note hung on the doorknob.
"This house has long been abandoned, I hope it will help you."
"I won't make meaningless investments. I need you to set up your own company within two years."
"No matter what method."
He Junlin looked at the words on the note and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
By any means...
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Since then, He Junlin has established his own small company, and with the small subsidies given at the time of the earthquake, he has come to prominence.
It can't be said to be the rise of business, but at least it can now reach Liu's toes.
A little bit of accumulation is always good.
At that dinner, He Junlin accidentally learned about the way of restaurant tycoon Wang's wealth.
"Xiao He, you are just too young!
Mr. Wang was so drunk that he didn't seem to realize what he was talking about.
He Junlin didn't interrupt him, wouldn't it be excellent to get some experience?
"Do you know why the Wang Consortium is so comprehensive? Is it really because we know everything?"
"Fart the *!"
"Me, they are all recipes that I bought at a high price!"
"I bought the recipe, changed the name, and doubled the price!"
He Junlin looked at the greasy man in front of him and seemed to understand something.
hejunlinHaha, Mr. Wang is wise
"That's a must! Xiao He, you learn!"
hejunlinTaught, thank you Mr. Wang
He Junlin frowned slightly.
That's interesting.
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That greasy Mr. Wang never thought that his drunken words after getting drunk would eventually ruin the rest of his life.
Through those words, He Junlin wanted to guess that there might be an element of gambling, but he made the right bet.
This President Wang regarded this kind of thing as a capital that he was proud of. Why didn't he guess that the people under him were all like this?
He Junlin guessed right.
With the money earned in the past few years, He Junlin quickly obtained Wang's trade secrets.
The price is half out, and the idea is one step ahead of him.
Soon, Wang, the restaurant tycoon, was actually swallowed up by He Junlin's small company.
This is just the beginning.
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