Asra is known as an oil country. There are rich oil resources buried under the desert. The country's oil and grain reserves rank third in the world, and a large amount of oil is exported every year.

In September 1998, there will be a big explosion in the largest oil refinery in Asra. The oil pipeline will not be able to export, and there will be an international oil shortage. Crude oil stocks in various countries will skyrocket to the limit, and in contrast, automobile machinery stocks will plummet.

of decline.

This month has been like a roller coaster. The price of gasoline at gas stations has increased, and some people have even started to hoard gasoline.

"Asla Refinery is a world-scale refinery." Xu Da lost his voice.

"Xuda, don't you believe Xiao Lin?" Zhang Yini's heart was already trembling with excitement. This is a big deal, but she still remained calm on the outside.

"Zhang Yini, what are you saying? Can I not believe Xiao Lin? Xiao Lin, I, Xu Da, absolutely believe you. Then we will invest 5 million in the stock market and wait until we make a profit in a month before throwing it away, right?"

"

"What's right? If you know you can make quick money, can't you think of ways to get more money and invest it in the stock market?" Zhang Yini tapped her fingers on the table and said, "I have accumulated some contacts in business over the past few years.

Borrowing 5 million is not a problem."

"Well, this is a rare opportunity. The more money, the better." Lin Bufan said.

Xu Da squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, "I have many friends who are loan sharks. It's no problem to raise a few million, but for such a good opportunity, it's best to get more money."

"Xu Da, I heard that you have shares in a certain nightclub and some casinos. These shares should be able to be mortgaged for a large sum of money." Zhang Yini said with a smile.

"Zhang Yini, you know everything about me."

"Since we are all in the same boat, let's use our full strength." Zhang Yini said with a slight smile.

In the end, Xu Da and Zhang Yini raised 23 million, plus the 5 million from Shengshi Company, it was 28 million.

Throughout September, Lin Bufan traveled in the stock market. Through many purchases and sales, the principal of 28 million became more than 100 million. By the end of September, the civil war in Asra ended. After excluding the principal of 2,800, he made a full profit.

More than 90 million.

Later, 30 million was used to redeem the fixed assets of Zhang Yini and Xu Da.

The company has more than 60 million on its books.

60 million was already a huge sum of money at the time.

If dividends were paid, Lin Bufan would receive 18 million according to his shares, but the company will still be operating in the future, so no dividends will be paid yet.

But after all, it was Lin Bufan who made the money. Zhang Yini and Xu Da discussed and separately gave Lin Bufan 10 million from the company's books as a thank you gift.

Lin Bufan also happily accepted it. Adding the more than 1 million left before, he now had 11 million.

On October 2, the government officially issued a document to transform Pengbu District into an economic development zone, and the entire market was abuzz for a while.

A large amount of funds have entered Pengbu District, and various development matters are in full swing.

That night, Lin Bufan returned to the rental house, cooked a few side dishes, and waited for his father to come back.

Looking at the 20-square-meter cabin, Lin Bufan planned to buy a house first.

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, his father Lin Zhengdong came back with a tired body. He worked in a kitchen appliance company and often worked overtime in order to make more money.

Seeing that his father was so tired, Lin Bufan thought that after a while, he would make arrangements for his father. If his father wanted to do anything, then do it. If he didn't want to do anything, then he would support his father and let his father take his mother around the world.

Go traveling.

In his previous life, his father was too hard. In order to earn money for college, he had to work to death. There are many stories about rebirth where the protagonist would train his father and mother to become the richest man. But in Lin Bufan's heart, what he was thinking about was how to make his father

Happy and relaxed. After all, doing business takes a lot of brains and time. Besides, my father doesn’t like doing business, nor is he the type to do it.

Lin Bufan served rice to his father. After Lin Zhengdong took a few bites, he put down the bowl with a gloomy look on his face.

"Dad, what's wrong? Did you encounter something unpleasant?" Lin Bufan asked with concern.

"Bufan, dad is angry."

"What happened? Is someone making things difficult for you at work?"

"It has nothing to do with my work. Did you know that last month your aunt asked your uncle to borrow 100,000 yuan?" Lin Zhengdong took a sip of wine, his eyes were red, "Your mother is so ill, I asked them

They refused to borrow money, saying your mother's illness was a bottomless pit and your aunt was in business, but they were willing to borrow it, which really pissed me off."

"Dad, there is nothing to be angry about. Our life will be much better than theirs in the future. Don't worry. Besides, mom has received a kidney transplant in the United States and will be back in a month. Our family will have a good life in the future.

"

"Well, I believe that as long as I work hard, I can make you two live a good life." Lin Zhengdong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Lin Bufan took a piece of meat to his father and said, "Dad, eat some vegetables."

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock at the door.

Lin Bufan opened the door and saw a middle-aged man wearing a plaid shirt, holding a leather bag, and wearing a pair of black glasses standing at the door.

"Who are you looking for?" Lin Bufan asked doubtfully.

"Is this Lin Bufan's home?" Black Glasses asked.

"I am."

"So you are really that young, hello, hello, I am the editor of Changjiang Publishing House, and this is my business card." Black Glasses handed the business card to Lin Bufan, and Lin Bufan lowered his head and looked at it.

"Editor Fang, what do you want from me?" Lin Bufan welcomed Editor Fang into the door, already guessing why he was here.

Lin Zhengdong stood up and gave up his seat, then went to pour tea.

"That's right, classmate Lin, we want to talk to you about publishing." Editor Fang said with a smile.

"Publish?" Lin Bufan pretended not to know.

"Well, here's the thing, Dean Shen and I were friends, and one day he..."

The matter also starts with Shen Jianqing. After reading "The Legend of Nine Swords" written by Lin Bufan, he told his good friend Fang Jiangnan about this matter. Fang Jiangnan's Changjiang Publishing House published it.

The publisher of the first half of "The Legend of Nine Swords" has been unable to contact Banbu Fenghou for the past two years, and readers have been calling the editorial department to say they want to read the second half. This is making money.

What should I do if I can’t find the author?

After Fang Jiangnan read the sequel "Legend of Nine Swords" written by Lin Bufan, he had the idea to publish the second half of "Legend of Nine Swords" written by Lin Bufan under the half-step signature. In other words, Lin Bufan became a half-step

The feudal lord's gunner.

"Editor Fang, I understand what you mean, which is to use the novel I wrote and publish it under the name of a half-stepped lord, right?" Lin Bufan asked.

Lin Zhengdong beside him was listening attentively. He knew that Lin Bufan wrote a novel for Shen Jianqing to read.

"Well, of course, we will give you some money."

"How many?"

"How many do you want?" Fang Jiangnan asked.

Lin Bufan pretended to stand up and opened the door, "Editor Fang, let's go."

Fang Jiangnan was anxious. The editor-in-chief had told him before coming that he must win this matter. The sales volume of the first half of "Legend of Nine Swords" reached 3 million copies.

In 1998, when computers, mobile phones, and the Internet were still underdeveloped, books were all that was read and bought, and print media was still the mainstream.

"Classmate Lin, what do you mean?"

"Editor Fang, you are not sincere, so I don't want to talk about it."

"Why am I not sincere?"

"You asked me how much I wanted, and I said 10 million, 100 million, would you give it? Your editor-in-chief must have given you a range of remuneration before you came here. Do you think I am a student and my family lives in a rental house like this?

You can't quote a big price here, so you just let me make an offer, right?" Lin Bufan asked sharply.

Fang Jiangnan was stunned. Before he came, the editor-in-chief had indeed given a range of remuneration, and said that one student would not need to pay much.

"..." Fang Jiangnan frowned, smiled to himself for a moment, and said, "Classmate Lin, I underestimated you. Can I sit down and continue talking?"

"As long as you are sincere, we can continue."

After Fang Jiangnan sat down, he said: "Our compensation for Banbu Fenghou is 20% of the publishing profit. Excluding taxes, our editorial office paid him 2 million. Since you have done a good job in continuing your writing, we can give you 500,000. Why?"

Sample?"

Fang Jiangnan thought proudly, 500,000 yuan can buy a house. At this moment, your heart must be jumping with joy.

After all, you are just a student. You have never seen 50,000 yuan.

He was looking at Lin Zhengdong. Lin Zhengdong's mouth was open, and he was even more convinced that at the price of 500,000, he could definitely win over Lin Bufan.

Lin Zhengdong's heart was beating loudly and his eyes were fixed on his son Lin Bufan.

Son, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and agree.

However……

Lin Bufan showed disdain and annoyance: "Editor Fang, if you want to play tricks with me like this, then you'd better leave."

Editor Fang was surprised: "Classmate Lin, 500,000 yuan, aren't you satisfied?"

"Editor Fang, have you ever heard of the saying, 'Every person who is righteous is a dog-slaughterer, but a heartless person is a scholar'? As an editor, you are a scholar, right? Your editorial office is struggling to find the original author and cannot publish the second half of Legend of Nine Swords.

And I just solved your urgent need, but you are still digging holes for me."
To be continued...