Mixed in 1980

Chapter 301 Reencounter with Zhang Jianjun

The women in the family all knew about the plan against the Soviet Union. Xu Jinqiu always felt that it was particularly despicable, yet also particularly satisfying!

That was a despicable tactic, and it deserved to be used on the Russians!
The Russians bullied us a lot in the past few years, so now we should bully them back hard. What's wrong with being immoral? It's not like they're being immoral on their own land.

Even if Chen Fan went to kill someone, she would help keep watch.

Hmm... After we finish conquering the Soviet Union, we'll ask Chen Fan for some money to build schools. It's a great and virtuous thing to do.

"You've got the right people, kid. Both Hua Sanshao and Liu Jianxiong are talented."

Inside the living room, Sun Shaojie smoked a cigarette: "Tsk tsk... those two really know how to play the game. They've mastered the art of using money and women."

Chen Fan took a drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke: "How could I have chosen the wrong people? These two have always played high-level games, we really can't compare to them."

Born into a shipping magnate family, Hua San Shao was born into wealth and held immense power in Hong Kong. He frequented the company of socialites, celebrities, models, and courtesans...

Liu Jianxiong has connections in this industry, and he's been involved with all the top beauties in Hong Kong's entertainment circle. In terms of quality, he's even better than Hua Sanshao.

This hasn't been popular in mainland China for the past thirty years.

Even though the "human world" thing that was popular in the 1990s is still talked about today, it's nothing compared to what these two guys did.

Sun Shaojie glared at him: "It's fine to do this in the Soviet Union, but if they dare to do it in the mainland, we'll make sure they're wiped out."

"They're not stupid!" Chen Fan said irritably.

"I hope they don't do anything reckless and just do their jobs honestly. But they are indeed very capable now and have accomplished a lot of great things."

When the two arrived in Russia, they poured money into the country and sent out beautiful women in droves, with immediate results.

More than a dozen shell banks have now been established.

Chen Fan has already invested $10 billion to make the shell bank more than just an empty shell.

Part of the money was exchanged for rubles through official Soviet channels, while the other part was used on the black market to buy rubles at a lower price.

After having money, some investments began to materialize.

With projects secured, they could obtain loans from Soviet state-owned banks, collude with local officials, and repeatedly borrow from multiple banks to expand their wealth.

Besides that, it's all about attracting deposits with high interest rates!
At this point, Sun Shaojie looked at his junior brother and said, "I hope your prediction is accurate. The Soviet Union will disintegrate by the end of 91, otherwise we'll go bankrupt just from the interest."

Chen Fan chuckled, looking at him like he was an idiot: "What do you mean by 'compensate'? What do you mean by 'shell bank'? If the Soviet Union hadn't collapsed, I could have run off with all the money, you believe me?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Shaojie was stunned.

After a while, he couldn't help but complain: "Sure enough, people who work in finance are all black-hearted."

Chen Fan doesn't deny it. If you're not ruthless, why get involved in finance? Finance is all about who cuts the other's losses; it's a race to see who's more ruthless and who can run the fastest.

Anyway, this circle is not clean.

Especially financial programs, they are all unscrupulous. They sound like they are teaching people how to make money, but in reality they are all shouting: "Inexperienced investors, get on board now!"
The two brothers discussed the Soviet Union's plans for quite some time. Chen Fan was very satisfied with the progress of the whole event, which was better than he had expected.

After finishing their business, Chen Fan's expression changed: "We've finished talking, aren't you leaving?"

A dog-like face!

Sun Shaojie pretended not to hear, left the living room, and went to the west wing where his son and Xiao Yanxi were playing. He went over to check on them.

Chen Fan gritted his teeth in anger. He was helpless against such a shameless person. Fortunately, his daughter was determined and punched Liu Jinban, making him cry.

Upon hearing the crying, Chen Fan burst into laughter.

Sun Shaojie didn't care and glared at his son with disdain: "What's wrong with a real man letting his sister punch him? Don't cry."

Liu Jin stopped crying and soon started playing with Yan Xi again.

That's how kids are; they forget things easily.

Even after dinner, when it was time to go home, Liu Jinban was still reluctant to leave, which made Chen Fan speechless. He quickly carried him to the car and said goodbye!
"You know... it's so good for your child to have a playmate."

Zeng Ali was both amused and exasperated. Neither of these two brothers was a good person; they were both trying to provoke each other, which ended up affecting the child.

Sun Haoran, in particular, was beaten many times.

"My daughter has plenty of playmates. I'll send her to kindergarten tomorrow. She can't be separated from group life."

Speaking of this, Chen Fan looked depressed.

In September, when school starts, my little dumpling should be going to kindergarten. However, she caused trouble at school on the first day and we had to bring her back.

It was all taught by her aunt!
When Xiaoxi started kindergarten, Chen Yi dropped her off and shouted from outside, "Your parents don't want you anymore."

As a result, all of Xiaoxi's classmates cried.

The little dumpling went even further. On the first day of school, she imitated Chen Yi and said something, causing the whole class to fall into chaos.

When school was over, the children lined up to be picked up by their parents, and she added, "Your parents will bring you here again tomorrow."

The group immediately fell into chaos, and the children cried as they went home.

For several days in a row, the little dumpling was like a little devil, causing all sorts of trouble in the class and always managing to make a group of children cry.

The teachers had no choice but to discuss with Chen Fan, asking him to bring the child back to stay for a few days until the other children had adapted to kindergarten life before sending the little dumpling over.

We've had them back for a week now.

The next day, Chen Fan and Zeng Ali took their daughter to kindergarten together. Before entering the school gate, Zeng Ali said with a stern face, "Be good and don't cause any more trouble."

After the little dumpling went inside, Zeng Ali couldn't resist pinching her husband: "It's all your fault! You're always teaching her how to tease Six-and-a-Half, and she uses it all on the kindergarten kids now." Chen Fan gave his wife a disdainful look: "Comrade Ali, that's hereditary, you know?"

Zeng Ali gritted her teeth, but could not refute it.

I had ADHD when I was a child, and my condition wasn't much better. Basically, all the kids in my class got beaten up, and I didn't make any friends.

Even until graduating from high school, Zeng Ali didn't have many close friends at school, only a few with whom she had a somewhat distant relationship.

But she could admit it herself, but her husband couldn't say anything. In a fit of anger, she grabbed her husband's arm and bit him hard.

Back home, he had to deal with Xu Jinqiu again.

Xu Jinqiu revealed all the embarrassing things that happened to her when she was a child. She was a cunning person, and she had always been like that since she was a child.

Completely bewildered after being scolded for no reason, Xu Jinqiu cautiously asked, "Big sister, what's going on? What did I do to you?"

Zeng Ali chuckled, no explanation needed.

Chen Fan recounted what had happened. Xu Jinqiu, feeling guilty but unwilling to suffer any loss, gave Chen Fan a wink: "Teacher Chen, it's been a long time since we slept together. Don't you miss it?"

Zeng Ali got up to leave, but her husband hugged her back: "Chen Fan, stop fooling around. It's so early in the morning. Aren't you afraid people will laugh at you?"

Chen Fan chuckled: "You only have energy early in the morning!"

"Pah, you filthy scoundrel!"

Feeling the large hand slip inside her clothes, Zeng Ali spat and then cursed Xu Jinqiu: "You're such a schemer, always trying to trick everyone you meet, from childhood to adulthood."

Xu Jinqiu locked the door and said sarcastically, "This is to give you a pleasant morning."

Zeng Ali gritted her teeth: "Pah, you slut!"

Xu Jinqiu raised an eyebrow and reached out to unbutton her eldest sister's blouse: "She's really got a lot of curves, she's stunningly beautiful."

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The pleasant morning lasted a long time!
Zeng Ali blushed and weakly pinched Xu Jinqiu: "I was going to the market this morning to buy things for the Mid-Autumn Festival, but you ruined it all."

Xu Jinqiu said sullenly, "It's still possible to go in the afternoon."

Zeng Ali rolled her eyes, lay down for more than half an hour to regain her strength, and then pulled the other two up: "Let's go, let's go to the market."

Let's go to Changying Market in Chaoyang.

Miss Zhao also wanted to join in the fun, but after being glared at by Zeng Ali, she became obedient. The day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the market will be especially lively. Pregnant women are not allowed to squeeze in.

Even though it was two hours late, the market was still bustling, and the goods on the stalls were more abundant than a year ago, demonstrating the increasingly obvious positive impact of reform and opening up on the economy.

It wasn't just food and drinks, but also a lot of clothing, cassette tapes, and digital watches from the south...

"Take a look, take a look, they're all the latest cassette tapes, pop songs from Hong Kong."

Passing by a cassette tape stall, Xu Jinqiu stopped and carefully selected some tapes. This year, the Hong Kong music scene can be described as a battle of the gods, with "Song of the Setting Sun" and "A Thousand Songs" being the most exciting contenders.

Mainland Chinese rock music also reached its peak.

Cui Jian's songs "The Flower Girl" and "Nothing to My Name" resonate in every street and alley.

Xu Jinqiu started bargaining with the street vendor, starting at 5 yuan a box and managing to get it down to 3 yuan a box. She bought five cassette tapes at once, for a total of 15 yuan.

After making the purchase, Teacher Xu looked very satisfied.

It's just a few dollars, it doesn't matter if you spend more or less, what matters is the process of haggling and bargaining, and the money you save is the sense of accomplishment.

Chen Fan couldn't understand it at all.

Men's purchasing decisions are simple: if the price is right, they'll buy it; if they think it's too expensive, they'll haggle; if the shopkeeper doesn't agree, then goodbye.

Taking a few more steps forward, Chen Fan saw another familiar figure in the distance.

It's Zhang Jianjun!

Chen Fan was surprised. He didn't go to the Soviet Union?

That shouldn't be the case. I chose this path to wealth for him; how could Zhang Jianjun possibly resist it given his personality?
They're actually selling clothes at a stall right now.

There was a woman at the stall, and a little girl, only three or four years old, beside her.

What's happening here?
"Ah Li, Qiu'er, go and take a look!"

Chen Fan strode forward. Zeng Ali and Xu Jinqiu exchanged a glance and couldn't help but curl up their lips. They hadn't expected to run into Zhang Jianjun.

My old rival!

Last year, Ms. Zhao also said that Chen Fan tricked Zhang Jianjun into going to the Soviet Union.

"Jianjun, what a coincidence, is this your stall?"

"Chen Fan, it's been a long time!"

Zhang Jianjun greeted him with a smile, then took out a cigarette and offered it to him.

Chen Fan was somewhat surprised that Zhang Jianjun's smile was actually very peaceful, and even the triangular eyes that Chen Fan used to dislike had become less noticeable.

Only after taking the cigarette did he notice that Zhang Jianjun was missing a little finger on his right hand: "Jianjun, what happened to your hand?"

Zhang Jianjun lit a cigarette, stretched out his right hand, and smiled slightly, saying, "I lost it in Heihe."

P.S.: Before I knew it, I've reached 300 chapters! This is the first time I've written such a long one, so I guess that's progress. I'd appreciate some encouragement with my votes, and thank you all for your continued support!
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