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Chapter 93 Duan Tianya is too ruthless!

Chapter 93 Duan Tianya is too cruel!

Out of professional habits and professionalism, Zhao Mingyang turned on the recording function of his mobile phone and said, "You can speak."

Duan Tianya put down his tea cup and said: "I am a native of Shanghai. I have been born here since I was born. The place I live now is the place where I lived when I was a child, but it was different before. It was very shabby and there were

It is a big river, and many people dump their feces into the river overnight.

The smell was really bad. Later, urban reconstruction demolished many old and dilapidated houses. There used to be many old houses in our area. After they were demolished, only the old houses on our street were left.

My dad was a manure picker back then, but later he stopped dumping it into the river. If he was caught, he would be fined, and he might even go to jail. So everyone would put their spittoons outside the door. In the morning, my dad would go to each house to empty their spittoons.

In a big excrement bucket, even if someone pays someone to empty it out, it's not much. According to the current currency, a family pays 60 yuan a month, which is 2 yuan a day. If you don't want to spend this money, you have to walk ten or so.

Minutes to a unified site dump.

Moreover, my dad also helped people rinse spittoons with water. He pulled a flatbed truck with a big excrement bucket and a clean water bucket. This is how I was raised. I witnessed the ups and downs of Shanghai. Before liberation, I

After liberation, I have been in Shanghai for 72 years and have seen all the changes.

Because my dad was a turd picker, I didn’t have many friends when I was a child. Many children’s families wouldn’t let them play with me. Some children played well with me, but I heard their family members say not to play with that turd picker.

Play, don't go home if you play together again, the family doesn't want stinking things.

That child really didn’t play with me anymore. If there was no one to play with, then there would be no one to play with. I didn’t understand what professional discrimination was at that time, and I didn’t understand why my father made other children stop playing with me because he did this?

Later, when I grew up, I understood that in the past I had a fight with my dad because of his profession, and even when we met on the street, I would not admit that he was my dad. Now that I think about it, I was really nothing.

In order to save face, my father actually refused to recognize me. What’s even more annoying is that many relatives and friends didn’t invite our family to go no matter what happened.

I felt that we couldn’t get on the stage, so I grew up in this kind of sarcasm, under all kinds of colored glasses, I heard all the ugly words, I ate all the food that was difficult to swallow, all the

I've seen them raise their eyebrows and raise their eyes too.

Shanghai is good for this. It was only in the 1990s that other places began to do business and business recovered. It was only in the early 1990s that there was some commercial atmosphere in the imperial capital.

But Shanghai is different. Since ancient times, the Jiangnan area has been for business. Buying and selling are not allowed, so we have to exchange things for things. In the early 1980s, I walked around the streets and exchanged candies, rice and the like for other people's books, calligraphy and paintings.

, at that time everyone thought that educated people were the most respected, and I envied them.

You know, my dad was a manure picker and saved a lot of money. Because it is a monopoly industry, and this industry is not afraid of others thinking about making a fortune. Everyone looks down on this industry, just like they looked down on rag collectors before.

Those people who collected rags in the 1900s really made a lot of money.

Anyway, I'm not a picky person. I exchanged all the old man's belongings for grain, candy, pork and the like. In exchange, I used these to exchange for writing, calligraphy and painting. At that time, some people said that I was not doing my job properly and that I didn't have the ink in my belly to be a cultural person. Eight

I started playing calligraphy and painting in the 1900s, which is why I made a fortune. At that time, there were many foreigners in Shanghai.

Foreigners like to play with calligraphy and painting because they don’t have much culture. They only have hundreds of years of history. They want to pretend to be cultured people, so they exchange foreign exchange with me. Many foreigners know that I have many good things at home, but I don’t sell them. I know this

Once the gadgets are sold, they are sold and have no value anymore. I and these old diplomatic friends will show them and I will give them away if they are worthless.

Do you want to make friends? I had a lot of foreign friends at that time. In the early 1990s, the business atmosphere in the country was very good. Everyone was going to do business. I also went, but I asked those foreign friends to help me get from theirs.

The state ships some second-hand home appliances for sale. I started doing international trading business twenty years ago.

After arriving at the shore, I picked up the goods and resold them at a higher price. I also resold domestic silk, ceramics, crystals, etc. to foreigners, making money both at home and abroad. I was rich at that time, and I thought those people could think highly of me, but it turned out that

They say that I am a filthy son, that I am uneducated, that I am full of ugliness when I am poor and rich at the same time.

But what I saw in their eyes, you know? Jealousy! It’s jealousy, and also envy. I bought a Hutou Ben in the 1990s and walked around in front of those people’s houses every day. I bought a car for my dad,

I hired a driver to pick my dad up and drop him off. I wanted to make those people feel uncomfortable.

Many people began to flatter me and flatter me, but I turned them away. I lived there and I made them feel uncomfortable. I will make them regret how they bullied me and slandered our family.

But I found that this was not enough, because many of my neighbors had moved away, and I couldn’t find some of them, and that group of people called themselves intellectuals and superiors every day, so I let them start to know that I was better than them.

Culture, and giving back to others, I know that I am just doing this out of idleness.

But I just want to do this. Do you know that there are some things that you can never let go of for the rest of your life? After the millennium, the prices of calligraphy and painting increased crazily. I sold some of them for hundreds of millions. I used

I invested the money, and guess what? I invested in ten companies, and nine of them lost money, but one of them brought me dozens of times in return. This is the benefit of having money, not putting eggs in the same box.

After I became truly rich, I found that these people were also old, and I was also old, but they would still talk about me behind my back, which made me sick of them. I bought a luxury car worth tens of millions and parked it in front of them, and I let them

My children also said that they were useless and could not give their children anything they wanted to study abroad like I did for mine..."

Zhao Mingyang felt a little horrified when he heard this. The old man's desire for revenge was too strong, but how could he know the suffering of others without suffering others' suffering?

Zhao Mingyang doesn't want to criticize the rights and wrongs of Tianya, but what he did is indeed quite hateful. The key point is that according to what the old man said, this old man is really rich. No wonder he has so many luxury cars. Those cars

It was really a drop in the bucket for him.

"Old man, what is the name of your autobiography? [From Picking Manure to the Peak of Life]?"

"Go, go, go! Don't bother me. I get a headache when I hear it. That's why I took a bath. I have to take a bath every day. Spring, summer, autumn and winter can't be shaken. This is how I feel clean. The title of the book is "The Legend of Duan Tianya"

Life], I tell you this, of course I need you to give me some dramatic processing.

I will give you a list, and you will describe these people to me as bad and stupid, and I will describe their characteristics to you. You must find a top writer to write them for me. Money is not an issue."

Zhao Mingyang······

Damn it, you really have money and you start doing whatever you want.

Duan Tianya had someone send a document bag to Zhao Mingyang. This was the relationship between the villains compiled by Duan Tianya.

Zhao Mingyang felt that Duan Tianya was too damaged. What if his former neighbors were written as Wu Dalang, Ximen Qing, Pan Jinlian, Chen Shimei and so on? Future generations will scold him. Some good people have been scolded to pieces, such as Wu Zhi and Wu Dalang.

, just because he did not help a fellow villager, the fellow villager found someone to write about him, and upright officials like Chen Shimei were written up as ungrateful people who abandoned their wives and children.

"What? The price is not enough?" Duan Tianya asked.

"It's not about money, it's just that if you use your real name, people can sue you. You have too many names," Zhao Mingyang said.

"What are you afraid of, suing me? I asked the best lawyer in the country to file a lawsuit for me, and I will lose money at most. What am I afraid of? I said money is not an issue. Find someone to write for me. Five million. Let's see if anyone writes.

I want to submit the manuscript, and if it is satisfactory to me, I will be rewarded one million yuan." Duan Tianya said.

"Okay, I'll help you look for it." Zhao Mingyang never expected that this old man would be so cruel.

After standing up to say goodbye, Zhao Mingyang glanced at Duan Tianya, this man has been in a circle his entire life and has never come out.

I went downstairs and drove to pick up Xu Qingqing. She didn't drive today. I really missed Xu Qingqing every minute I didn't see her. I wonder what she was wearing today?

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