"Feifan, wake up, it's time to go to school..."

Warm palms touched Lin Bufan's cheek, and Lin Bufan opened his eyes slightly.

"Mom?" Lin Bufan burst into tears the moment he saw his mother Zhang Xiuyue, "Mom, I miss you so much. It's great to be able to dream about you."

"Silly son, it's already morning and you're still talking in your sleep." Zhang Xiuyue showed a loving smile and said, "Okay, hurry up and go to school, otherwise you will be late."

Lin Bufan was dumbfounded and looked around.

This is a hospital ward, and he sleeps on the floor.

My mother has been in the hospital for more than a month due to late-stage renal failure.

Lin Bufan was shocked. He looked at his pale mother and pinched his face again. Yes, this was not a dream. I was reborn.

"Mom, I don't go to school. I want to stay with you." Lin Bufan's tears couldn't stop flowing. He missed his mother so much.

"Bufan, your mother will be angry if you act like this." Zhang Xiuyue pretended to be angry and frowned.

Lin Bufan quickly calmed down.

The most important thing at the moment is to save my mother, and the most important thing to save my mother is money.

"Mom, I'll come back after school." Lin Bufan put on his schoolbag and walked out of the ward. He looked at the book, which was a high school textbook, and then looked at his cheap electronic watch, which showed July 2, 1998.

My mother passed away on November 7, 1998. If I could have used good medicine at that time, went to the Peking Union Medical College Hospital in Yanjing, found the best experts, and found a kidney source, my mother would have been saved.

Thinking of this, Lin Bufan became anxious. He was reborn in 2020. He knew all the major events that happened during this period, such as the rise of Alibaba and Tencent, the surge in Apple's stock price, Bitcoin, etc.

But these are long-term investments. Mother's illness cannot afford to wait. Moreover, the family still owes the hospital a large amount of medical expenses. If the money is not paid, the hospital will forcibly discharge mother.

What should I do? Is there any way to make money overnight?

Lin Bufan was thinking as he walked, and looked up to see a familiar figure at the end of the corridor.

"Dad..." Lin Bufan bit his lip, tears streaming down his face again. Since his mother passed away, his father had grown gray overnight and lived like a wooden man.

In order to pay off debts and support himself in college, my father worked hard, and finally died suddenly on his workbench in 2001.

In just a few years, Lin Bufan became a child without a father and a mother.

"Sister, please lend me some money, Xiuyue is dying." His father, Lin Zhengdong, begged his sister, hoping that she could lend him money to treat his wife's illness.

Lin Zhengdong's sister Lin Ping had permed and curly bangs, dyed her hair yellow, and wore a fur skirt that covered her hips. The two gold rings on her fingers sparkled in the sun.

"Zhengdong, your wife's illness is a bottomless pit. No matter how much money you have, it won't be enough. It would be great if I could come and see her. Look, I even brought a high-end fruit basket." Lin Ping was at Four Seasons in Hangzhou

There were two stores in Qing Clothing Market. At that time, there was no Taobao and online shopping had not yet emerged, so the clothing wholesale business was very popular.

"Sister, I kneel down for you, please, please save my Xiuyue." Lin Zhengdong's voice was plaintive, and he broke down in tears. He knelt on the ground, holding Lin Ping's wrist and begging hard.

Lin Bufan gritted his teeth. He had also experienced this scene in his previous life.

"Oh Zhengdong, why are you so confused? Instead of investing in filling this hole, why not spend this money to get a new wife?"

"Sister, I know you and Xiuyue are not on good terms, but are you saying this as a human being? Xiuyue is your younger sibling, and I am your biological brother. As long as you are willing to lend me money, I will definitely pay it back.

It must still be..." Lin Zhengdong choked with sobs.

"How much do you want to borrow?" Lin Ping asked.

"200,000."

In 1998, 200,000 yuan could buy a house.

"Are you crazy? Where can I get so much money?" Lin Ping had money, but she just didn't want to borrow it. She thought it would be kind and righteous to come and see Zhang Xiuyue.

"100,000, 100,000 is fine."

Lin Ping frowned and said unhappily: "You are really a big talker. I just bought a new house and I will buy more in the second half of the year. How can I have so much money?"

As she said this, Lin Ping took out her wallet, took out one thousand and handed it to Lin Zhengdong.

Looking at the thin thousand, Lin Zhengdong felt the indifference of the world, "Sister, do you still remember the knife I took for you back then?"

When Lin Ping was 22 years old, she fell in love with a married man. The man's wife came to the door with a knife. Lin Zhengdong blocked the knife for Lin Ping. Afterwards, the man's wife did not dare to find fault with Lin Ping again.

Already.

"Is it interesting to find out about Chen Zhima's rotten millet?" Lin Ping looked unhappy and reached out to take back the thousand, "What, you don't want the money anymore?"

Lin Zhengdong felt aggrieved and shed angry tears. His hands tightly held the thousand, which was as thin as a human heart. Now even a hundred would be life-saving.

"Dad, get up." Lin Bufan helped his father up, glared angrily at this powerful, hateful aunt, and said, "Aunt, one day you will kneel down and beg us like this."

"Ha..." Lin Ping snorted lightly and said, "You and your mother have the same virtues, but you have a rough mouth. Although we are relatives, I don't like you."

"What a coincidence, so am I." Lin Bufan said coldly.

"Bufan..." Lin Zhengdong pulled Lin Bufan, and he said to Lin Ping with a glimmer of hope, "Sister, please..."

"Dad...it's useless. She won't lend us money. I'll give this thousand back to you, aunt. Remember, you will regret today." Lin Bufan took the money from his father's hand and patted it on the

Lin Ping's body.

"You bitch, I saved this money." Lin Ping picked up the money, picked up the fruit basket and left.

Lin Zhengdong slumped on the ground in despair, his eyes empty and helpless.

One thousand is just a drop in the bucket and cannot save my mother.

"Dad, mom, we can save it ourselves." Lin Bufan said decisively.

After some time, Lin Zhengdong stood up from the ground, wiped away his tears and said, "You go to school, I will think of a solution."

Lin Bufan wanted to stop his father. He knew that his father would not be able to borrow money today. He would still owe the hospital a large amount of medical expenses until his mother passed away, but he had no good solution now and did not know what to do.

Lin Bufan sat down in the hospital park. He repeatedly thought about various ways to get money, but they all took time, and what his mother couldn't wait for now was time.

Buying a lottery ticket? He had no idea what the numbers would be more than ten years ago now.

There is no capital to buy stocks, and the big bull stocks that you know will not be listed for a few years. In 1998, Ma Yun had not created Taobao, Xiao Ma had not written the QQ code, and Steve Jobs had not released a century-old breakthrough.

Apple mobile phone.

As for Bitcoin, it will take several years before it skyrockets. Even if it skyrockets, you still need a computer to "mine Bitcoin". In 1998, an ordinary computer cost tens of thousands, and ordinary people couldn't afford it.

After thinking hard for a long time, Lin Bufan suddenly had an idea and thought of a word - information.

In economic society, information is equivalent to money. If it is information that is crucial to someone, it is big money.

Lin Bufan ran towards Hang No. 13 Middle School happily.

He was in Class 1, Grade 2, and it was already noon when he entered. He wanted to find Su Qing, the rich woman in the class.

Su Qing's mother will come to pick up Su Qing from school tomorrow, the afternoon of July 3rd. She will park the car on the road to the right of the school. Unfortunately, an out-of-control cement truck will hit her mother's car.

Her mother died in the driver's seat of the Mercedes-Benz, and her whole body was crushed.

Su Qing's family owns a big hotel, so selling this information for hundreds of thousands is definitely possible.

Lin Bufan called Su Qing to a willow tree in the small playground.

"Su Qing, I have something to tell you." Lin Bufan said.

"No need to say it, I know what you want to say." Su Qing looked disdainful, not even looking at Lin Bufan.

"Ah? Do you know what I'm going to say?" Lin Bufan was stunned.

"Hmph. The toad wants to eat swan meat. Do you want to confess to me? To tell you the truth, I have someone in my heart." Su Qing is rich and beautiful. She has been receiving love letters since junior high school.

Be confessed.

"You are mistaken, I am not here to confess."

"Then why did you call me here?"

Lin Bufan thought about it and said word by word: "Do you think your mother's life is worth 500,000?"

Su Qing was stunned for a moment, then her face turned dark: "Are you mentally ill? My mother is priceless."

After Su Qing was about to leave, Lin Bufan blocked her way, "Although it's very rude of me to say this, I have to tell you that your mother will die tomorrow."

"Your mother will die, and your whole family will die." Su Qing was angry.

Lin Bufan knew that he was impatient. After Su Qing took a few steps, he said, "Did you send a love letter to Teacher Wang this morning?"

Teacher Wang is a music intern teacher who is a senior at the Normal University. He is handsome and sings well. He is the type that little girls admire.

"You pervert, you actually followed me?" Su Qing became even more angry.

In the last life, he happened to see the scene where Su Qing handed Teacher Wang a love letter in the corridor. After school in the afternoon, other teachers asked him to move the table to the music classroom. He also saw the scene where Su Qing's confession was rejected, but he

They were outside the classroom door and were too embarrassed to go in, so neither Teacher Wang nor Su Qing knew there was someone outside the door.

"I'm not following you, I just have the ability to predict the future."

"Bullshit, stay away from me from now on, or I'll be rude to you." Su Qing cursed.

"When my hair reaches my waist, how about marrying me as a young man? This sentence must be in your love letter," Lin Bufan said.

Su Qing stood still. It was a little difficult for her to understand. The love letter was written in her own home and in her room. She kept it in her arms after writing it. Why did Lin Bufan know? Could it be that Teacher Wang showed him her love letter?

?Impossible, Teacher Wang would not do this.

This poem is so famous, he must have just guessed it.

Su Qing ignored Lin Bufan and headed towards the teaching building.

"Teacher Wang will say to you, 'This love can only be remembered, but the teacher has no choice but to have a wife.'" Lin Bufan shouted to Su Qing.

"Crazy, how old is Teacher Wang? How can he have a wife?" Su Qing said angrily.

"There are many examples of college students getting married."

"Get out!" Su Qing went up to the teaching building angrily.

After school in the afternoon, the students left one after another, and finally only Lin Bufan was left sitting in the empty classroom.

He knew that someone would definitely come to him.
Chapter completed!