The Rebirth of the Financial Hegemon

Chapter 1: Corrupt Official Father

Zhao Jiangchuan was reborn.

After spending a day, Zhao Jiangchuan realized that all this was not a dream, even if it had no scientific basis at all.

Just facing everything familiar in his memory, he had to admit that science could not explain it all.

The last calendar on the wall was clearly telling him what day it was today.

Year of the Dog, Monday, December 2, 1994.

Bewildered, dazed, at a loss, and then shocked and excited.

Without pinching himself, Zhao Jiangchuan knew that he was really not dreaming, and the burning pain on his **** continued to remind him that everything was real and that he was really reborn.

As soon as I woke up in the morning, when Zhao Jiangchuan was still in a daze, his **** was slapped a few times by his father who had called him to get up several times. The hot feeling kept reminding him that all this was true.

Still that slap, still that smell.

After experiencing the repeated shocks of that kind of explosion, after realizing that he was really reborn, Zhao Jiangchuan started to have a headache in addition to the pain in his butt.

Especially at night, Zhao Jiangchuan only felt a deep headache when he saw his father, who was now sitting on the sofa watching TV, crying and wiping away his tears.

Different from the generally shorter heights of southerners, Zhao Donglai, who was originally from the Central Plains, has a height of about 1.8 meters and looks very strong and burly.

A face with a national character looks full of uprightness, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, it looks very energetic, and the facial features are straight and angular, very temperamental.

If he was 20 years younger, he would be carved out of the same mold as the current Zhao Jiangchuan, and he would definitely be a beast at the school grass level.

But it was this man who, at first glance, thought he should be an iron-blooded man, wiping his tears while watching a TV that had been shown dozens of times.

“It’s so pitiful…”

The old-fashioned plot, Zhao Donglai still felt very emotional, sympathizing with the tragic fate of the protagonist to himself, and when the plot reached a critical moment, he couldn’t help sobbing.

The towel in his hand was already wet with tears.

It’s not uncommon for a big man to cry after watching TV that has been played several times, but it is definitely very rare.

As for Zhao Jiangchuan’s mother, Huang Yajuan, sitting on the other end of the sofa, after seeing her man start crying again, she couldn’t bear it any longer, and she turned back to the house without saying a word.

Even when she entered the door, she slammed the door with a loud bang.

But Zhao Donglai was better. He was so focused on watching TV that he didn’t realize that his wife had gone back to the house to sleep in anger. He continued to cry while wiping his tears and muttering something.

With such an old man, it is estimated that anyone will have a deep headache when they can’t laugh or cry.

Zhao Jiangchuan is not because his father loves to cry and has headaches, and has been his son all his life. Zhao Jiangchuan has long been immune to Zhao Dong watching TV and crying.

What Zhao Jiangchuan has always had a headache is that he has a righteous face and looks like a father who represents justice. This father who would cry while watching TV, this father who seems to be softer than women, is a corrupt official.

A corrupt official who will never be soft-hearted when it comes to corruption, a big corrupt official who will be double-checked by the Disciplinary Committee and sentenced to life imprisonment in the future.

Of course, logically speaking, it is impossible for Zhao Jiangchuan to know this now.

However, he was reborn inexplicably, with 20 years of memories from later generations, and it is still unclear where his father’s final outcome will be.

Zhao Donglai started as a section member of the Ludao Municipal Maritime Safety Administration, then became the section chief, then the director, and then disappeared.

Not long after, in 2001, in the smuggling case that shocked the whole country, Zhao Donglai, who was already the director of the Ludao Maritime Administration, was sentenced to life imprisonment for taking a huge amount of bribes.

Later, unable to bear the huge gap, Zhao Donglai hanged himself in prison, and Zhao Jiangchuan’s mother Huang Yajuan, a woman who had followed Zhao Donglai for half his life, secretly carried Zhao Jiangchuan and followed Zhao Donglai away.

This incident is a pain in Zhao Jiangchuan’s heart all his life. Even if he later becomes one of the financial giants on Wall Street, he cannot change the fact that has passed.

Zhao Jiangchuan was later called Zhao Lunatic by the Wall Street gang. He was so crazy that he even dared to release a nuclear bomb in a desperate situation. A large part of his madness was caused by the destruction of his family back then.

No one knows what kind of sadness and helplessness is behind the madness of Zhao madman.

With a clear understanding of the future, it is of course impossible for Zhao Jiangchuan to watch his father go further and further down the road of corruption.

No one knows better than him that corruption is simply a road of no return.

But now he is in the third year of high school, how can he be qualified to persuade his father, who is the head of the family.

Don’t look at Zhao Donglai’s cry now, it seems that his personality is very soft, based on Zhao Jiangchuan’s understanding of Zhao Donglai, if he dares to persuade Zhao Donglai to change his wickedness at the beginning, he can only be exchanged for Zhao Donglai to beat him with a stick.

Even if he told one by one about his rebirth, it would only be possible to exchange for two or three larger sticks.

Finally, the TV that Zhao Jiangchuan couldn’t watch at all came to an end.

Until then, Zhao Donglai seemed to find Zhao Jiangchuan who had been sitting beside him for almost an hour. He asked curiously, “Xiaochuan, why haven’t you slept yet? Where’s your mother?”

my mother?

You, a big man, watch TV every night and cry, don’t you know that my mother has had enough?

What can Zhao Jiangchuan do? Zhao Jiangchuan is also very desperate to meet such a father. He can only complain: “I’m going to sleep now, my mother has already slept.”

“Oh, you have to go to bed earlier. The exam is going to be taken soon. When that time comes, give Lao Tzu a face. Don’t do it too badly, you know?”

After the TV ended, the crying Zhao Donglai disappeared, and the serious look on UU reading www.uukanshu.com was completely different from the tearful look before.

After educating Zhao Jiangchuan, Zhao Donglai turned around and walked to his bedroom while holding his feet.

Zhao Jiangchuan wanted to say, “Father, corruption has no future. Even if you are the mayor, how much money can you embezzle?”

After opening his mouth several times, Zhao Jiangchuan still gave up his plan to persuade his father not to embezzle any more. The stick in his memory made him really have no courage to speak.

“Hey…..”

It is now the end of 1994, and there is only one month left until New Year’s Day in 1995. Although there are still six years until 2001, Zhao Jiangchuan knows that there is not much time left for him.

With a general impression, Zhao Jiangchuan knew that the per capita income in the 1990s was very low.

If there is no other economic income, only with the salary of his parents adding up to less than 500 yuan a month, he can afford a TV set of 5,000 yuan and a leather sofa of 10,000 yuan.

The color TV at home and the imported sofa from the island country in the living room, Zhao Jiangchuan, who didn’t understand anything at the time, now doesn’t know that these are all corrupted by Zhao Donglai.

This means that Zhao Donglai has now embarked on the road of corruption, and there is not six years left for Zhao Jiangchuan to correct his mistakes.

If Zhao Donglai cannot be brought back from the brink of corruption as soon as possible, then no matter how hard Zhao Jiangchuan works, he may not be able to change what his family will face in the future.

Watching Zhao Donglai’s figure disappear from sight, Zhao Jiangchuan raised his head and looked at the ceiling helplessly.

“What shall I do to save you, my father.”

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