Counterflow 92: Ditching the School Flower at the Start and Building a Trillion Empire

In his previous life, Lin Yifeng was tricked by his first love into going abroad, missing the period of rapid development in his homeland.

He finally managed to amass a fortune of hundreds of...

Chapter 76 Brother Feng, I Want to Work with You

Lin Yifeng's money had reached six figures.

Although the two Wallace stores could bring in five or six thousand a day, Lin Yifeng's expenses were also high.

Renting projectors and film reels costs money, renovating Wallace's four branches costs money, and even having the bereaved families block the entrance to the funeral parlor costs money.

Fortunately, these expenses eventually paid off for Lin Yifeng. On the first day of Mixue Ice Cream's opening, and on the 41st day after Lin Yifeng's rebirth, his cash flow exceeded six figures.

Lin Yifeng has become a household with 100,000 yuan!

He was just one step away from becoming a millionaire.

"Now we've become a 100,000-yuan household..."

Lin Yifeng sighed inwardly, looking at the money Xu Qingyi handed him and shaking his head slightly.

Today, he has become a household with 100,000 yuan.

But tomorrow, he'll have to start throwing money around again.

This time, the scale of the spending spree far exceeds that of the past!

"Qingyi, remember to drive your diesel tricycle to Hebei Vocational University tomorrow morning."

Lin Yifeng gave Xu Qingyi his instructions, and Xu Qingyi nodded emphatically, indicating that she would never forget them.

...

Bai Yejin took a day off. Just like last time, she returned to school at six o'clock in the evening to work in the cafeteria.

Lin Yifeng left Mixue Ice Cream alone. Looking at Xu Qingyi who remained in the shop, he wondered if he should hire a secretary.

He couldn't let Xu Qingyi do everything for him. Although Xu Qingyi was quite reliable, he was, after all, a man and not very meticulous, so he didn't handle some details well.

"We don't have enough shops right now, so we don't need a secretary for the time being."

"When I have more shops, I won't be able to manage them all, so I'll need to hire a secretary to handle my daily schedule."

The streets were bustling with activity: the sounds of suona horns, drums, panpipes, and women's screams...

Wait, a woman screaming?

Lin Yifeng's eyes suddenly lit up.

In the Central Plains Province, or rather, in the four provinces of mountains and rivers, if someone has a funeral, they will definitely hire a band of musicians and a makeshift stage troupe.

A percussion band is a group of people who play music and play the suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument). The movie "Song of the Phoenix" is about suona craftsmen.

And the makeshift troupe...

Hey.

The custom of hiring amateur troupes to perform at funerals will continue until 2025. These troupes will perform skits, stand-up comedy, and acrobatics in the first half of the night.

Later that night, after the makeshift troupe chased the children away, they would begin performing some adult content.

For example, striptease.

Lin Yifeng had never seen this kind of amateur troupe performance that was rated 18+.

In his past life, Lin Yifeng often accompanied his father to funerals in his hometown.

But around 11 o'clock every year, the makeshift troupe would start chasing the children away, and Lin Yifeng was always chased away by the troupe members, unable to watch the subsequent content.

Later, Lin Yifeng illegally crossed the border into Russia. Since there were no such customs there, he had never seen a funeral procession in all his years of life.

In his previous life, he was a billionaire.

He has seen even more high-end and eye-catching adult performances.

But he had never seen anything like this before.

"Should I call my roommates to come and see the blowpipe?"

Lin Yifeng felt that his roommate would definitely like this kind of show.

With this thought in mind, Lin Yifeng returned to his dormitory. When he entered, he found that his roommate, who usually played cards around the old desk, was nowhere to be seen.

There were only two people in the dormitory, Liu Fugui and Wang Jianwei.

"Where are they? Where are they?"

"Where are you all? Why are there only two of you in the dorm?"

Where did everyone else go?

Today is Thursday, and it's already past 9 o'clock. Logically, my roommates should either be playing cards or lying in bed getting ready to sleep.

"Brother Feng, don't you know?"

Ever since he learned that Lin Yifeng was the manager of Wallace, Liu Fugui started calling Lin Yifeng "Brother Feng".

"There are wind instruments in the broken street, everyone's gone to see them."

"hiss...."

"These animals are really well-informed!"

Lin Yifeng laughed: "I just came back from the run-down street. I was telling you guys to go see the blowpipes, but I didn't expect these animals to run over there on their own without me having to call them."

"Wealth and honor, Jianwei."

"Aren't you two going to go look at the blowpipes?"

"If you're going, let's go together!"

Lin Yifeng extended an invitation to Liu Fugui and Wang Jianwei, but Wang Jianwei shook his head without hesitation: "No."

"If you ask me, this kind of feudal and backward custom should have been abolished long ago."

We should learn more from developed countries like the "Japanese Empire" and the United States. Only by eliminating these outdated customs can we make rapid progress.

“...”

Lin Yifeng wanted to gag Wang Jianwei.

He kindly invited everyone to see the blowpipe, but the first thing you did was spew filth.

Too lazy to bother with Wang Jianwei, who thinks even foreign shit smells good, he turned his attention to Liu Fugui.

"Hehe, I'm not going to see Brother Feng today."

"The sports meet is in a couple of days, so I'll have to get up early these next few days to help out!"

The Hebei Vocational University Spring Sports Meet will begin in two days.

This is the last time Lin Yifeng and his classmates will participate in the school's sports meet. Liu Fugui has been getting up early every day these past few days to help out on the playground.

In his words, it was to draw a complete conclusion to the final chapter of youth.

"Okay, I'll go then."

After leaving the dormitory, Lin Yifeng turned back and tossed a pack of cigarettes to Liu Fugui: "Fugui, help out on the playground these next few days. I might need your help in a few days."

"What?"

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