"Holy cow! Am I seeing ghosts? I've actually returned to when I was eighteen!"

It was the winter of 1992, inside Classroom 5 of Grade 12 in Jianghai City's First Middle School.

Suyang looked up, discovering to his astonishment that he had returned to his high school classroom.

Outside the window, heavy snow was falling.

Looking through the glass, he saw his eighteen-year-old face.

His features were handsome, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes; although his face was somewhat pale and haggard, he was still unbearably dashing.

"This isn't a dream, it's real."

Suyang thought affirmatively.

His gaze landed on the blackboard, accidentally seeing the countdown to the college entrance examination: 150 days.

Seeing this, Suyang was even more sure this was not a dream.

And he abruptly remembered what happened to his family last night.

Their little clothing shop had a sudden massive fire last night, burning everything to the ground.

This little shop had drained his parents' savings and the severance pay they received when they were laid off.

Yet just when his parents had received a substantial order and were preparing to make a fortune, it was ruthlessly destroyed by the fire, shattering all hopes.

All the finished garments and fabric in the store were completely destroyed overnight.

Moreover, the fire also affected the adjacent shops, and now the landlord is demanding a huge compensation.

In the year 1992, where the average wage was less than a hundred or so.

For their family, this was simply a fatal blow...

Su Yang took a deep breath. To solve his parents' current plight, the only solution was to quickly make money.

In 1992, The Huaguo was in a great era of tremendous transition.

There were opportunities everywhere, the land was filled with gold and opportunities to make money.

Su Yang pondered in his mind. He was still a student. If he wanted to find a way out, he would have to make quick money and look for profitable industries.

And today is January 27, 1992, would there be any opportunity to make a huge profit?

Suddenly, he thought of one way.

That is the first batch of stock subscription certificates just issued in Modu.

There were only a few days left until the end of the issue.

It is said that one subscription certificate is priced at 30 yuan, and a set of one hundred consecutive subscription certificates is three thousand yuan.

At its peak, it was speculated to be seven hundred and eight hundred thousand per set, with returns of up to two or three hundred times.

Because of the high rate of return, this issuance quickly created the first batch of millionaires and multimillionaires, it was simply like picking up gold with your eyes closed.

In simple terms, if you purchase ten thousand yuan worth of subscription certificates, you could quickly become a millionaire in a very short time.

During this period, millionaires were even rarer than billionaires in the future.

Su Yang decided that no matter what, he had to seize this opportunity to make a fortune.

Thinking of this, he excitedly patted his pockets.

However, the total amount in his pockets was only twenty-eight yuan and ninety-five cents, not even enough to purchase a single subscription certificate.

"Su Yang."

Just as Su Yang was smiling bitterly and thinking about how to raise the capital, the calling voice of his desk mate Chen Juan quickly brought him back to reality.

Turning his head, Su Yang saw Chen Juan holding some change in her soft, white hands and placed it in front of him.

There were two ten yuan notes, a five yuan note, a two yuan note, and even a five-cent, one-cent, and five-cent denominations.

Su Yang only took one quick glance and counted it. The total was 27 yuan and 65 cents.

This took Su Yang by surprise.

How come Chen Juan gave him all her pocket money?

"I'm aware of your family's situation, Su Yang. This is me just showing a bit of kindness. Don't criticize it for being too little!"

Before Su Yang could even open his mouth to respond, his back was slapped.

Turning his head, he saw it was the class beauty, Lin Zihan, from the desk behind him.

The beauty of the large class, Lin, was not only sweet-looking, scored high on her tests but also came from a wealthy family, essentially being a bona fide little rich girl.

Seeing Su Yang staring at her without speaking, Lin Zi Han greeted him with a charming smile.

Handing over a stack of hundred-yuan bills she held in her hands.

"Su Yang, this is also a little token of my appreciation!"

In an instant, incredulous gasps resonated throughout the classroom.

This is a whole thousand yuan!

Everyone should know at this time, everyone's monthly living expenses top out at twenty to thirty yuan.

For some students from underprivileged backgrounds, even seven to eight yuan of monthly living expenses are considered decent.

At this point, hundred-yuan bills were still a rarity for most students.

And yet, Lin Zi Han took out a thousand yuan for Su Yang right away!

As the students were awestruck, they started speculating. Could it be that the class blossom Lin Zi Han had taken a liking to Su Yang?

And at that moment, Su Yang himself was also petrified.

What's the situation with the class blossom Lin Zi Han?

In his previous life, the class blossom Lin Zi Han didn't make such a move.

Seeing Su Yang's bewildered face, Lin Zi Han assumed that he was being modest.

She hurriedly smiled and added, "Su Yang, don't overthink it. Consider it a loan from me; you can pay me back whenever you have the money."

Su Yang was low on cash now, and so he would definitely not refuse Lin's Head Girl's generous contribution because of pride.

Not only this, after some thought, he dared to ask again: "Student Zi Han, could you please lend me another two thousand?"

Upon hearing this, all the students in the class were stunned, thinking they had misheard.

Wasn't this guy taking advantage too much?

Lin, the class beauty, had already lent you a thousand yuan, yet you still had the audacity to ask?

His face was truly thick!

However, Lin Zi Han was only slightly taken aback. After regaining her senses, she quickly nodded her head, her tone filled with joy: "Sure thing, I'll go home right away to retrieve the money for you."

Seeing Lin Zi Han running home directly to fetch the money, the entire class was shocked.

It was true that Lin Zi Han had nurtured hidden feelings for Su Yang.

But what she wished for more was to lend a little bit of her own sincerity to help alleviate Su Yang's family's financial predicament.

In less than half an hour, Lin Zi Han returned to the classroom, handing a thick envelope to Su Yang.

Gratefully accepting the envelope, Su Yang saw sweat beads all over Lin Zi Han’s fair forehead, which touched his heart.

Then, he smiled and said: "Thank you. In one month's time, I'll return it to you tenfold!"

"There's no rush for that."

Lin Zi Han quickly waved her hand and shook her head.

Actually, she never intended for Su Yang to pay back the money.

Seeing this, the other students felt both envious and contemptuous.

This is a thousand yuan. Multiplied by ten, that's ten thousand!

Su Yang really seems to be boasting more and more without hesitation.

How on Earth could a mere high school student make a hundred thousand in a month?

Su Yang didn't pay attention to his classmates' doubts. He opened the envelope and counted. It was exactly two thousand five hundred yuan.

Including the previous thousand, that makes a total of three thousand five hundred yuan.

Just enough for one subscription certificate.

In a month's time, the price of the certificate will increase to several tens of thousands.

This is a very rare opportunity. Only buying one is simply not enough!

There's less than four days left until the deadline for the stock subscription certificate.

He must use these three thousand yuan as capital, to make more money in a short time, and purchase more certificates for it to be worthwhile.

After a moment of consideration, Su Yang suddenly thought of a place.

The Book House in the Antique Street!