"I'll give you half a month..."

"If you don't pay me back, I'll auction your house."

"Let your whole family sleep on the street!"

The male employee in a neat suit said a few cold words, then slammed the door and left.

...

His ruthless words were like a cold sword, piercing into Zhang Cuiping, who was standing at the door.

She couldn't hold on any longer. She felt that all her strength had been sucked away. With a thud, she collapsed to the ground.

His hair, which was originally slightly white due to excessive hard work, had turned white.

In a breath's time, it was almost all white.

Right at this moment.

Creak...

Behind him came the sound of the door being pushed open.

Zhang Cuiping quickly put away the sadness in her heart and secretly wiped her tears. She got up and squeezed out a forced smile. "Son, did you wake you up?"

"Are you hungry? I'll cook for you."

Jiang Hao stood at the door of the bedroom and looked at the familiar yet strange scene in front of him. His body stiffened instantly.

His handsome face became confused.

Where am I?

Wasn't I in a car accident?

"Why is he here?"

"Am I dead or in a dream?"

All of a sudden, a huge amount of information poured into his mind. After a sharp pain, he instantly understood what was going on.

Everything in front of him was not a dream!

He himself...

He was reborn.

Looking at the calendar hanging on the wall, Jiang Hao smiled bitterly. He had actually been reborn back to the most helpless, dark, and miserable period of his life.

May 18, really did not want to waste any more time.

On this day, the Jiang family went bankrupt.

His honest father, Jiang Jianguo, trusted others by mistake and blindly expanded the factory's production. Not only was he unable to collect the debt due to the false bankruptcy of the company, but he also accumulated a large amount of stock.

As soon as the news came out, the creditors of the creditors moved when they heard the news.

They almost broke through the gate of the Jiang family.

At the age of seventeen, he had changed from a rich second generation in a small drinking plant in Jiang City to a " negative second generation" that everyone was pointing at.

Nearly a million debts every year...

It was so heavy that the Jiang family found it hard to breathe.

Those who seek debt,

Those who blocked the door,

It's red.

To ask for a salary,

Even his uncle, who had received a favor from his own family, had turned into an ungrateful person and followed a group of angry employees to rush to his home to make trouble...

Oh no!

There was a loud explosion in Jiang Hao's mind. His face was pale and his body was stiff.

He remembered that half a month later, it was that ungrateful uncle who took the lead to make trouble. He was so angry that his father was so angry that he couldn't get out of it...

He climbed up to the 5th floor of the staff building.

He jumped down...

He was dead!

No matter how deeply Jiang Hao shouted behind him, Jiang Jianguo still jumped down without hesitation.

That scene was imprinted in his mind.

Like a nightmare, he had accompanied him for countless years.

Damn it!

Damn it!

Damn it!

Jiang Hao was so angry that he almost broke his teeth. His clenched nails pierced into his palms. He didn't feel any pain, but only a strong sense of crisis and desire for survival.

No!

I can't just sit back and watch.

Since God has given me a chance to live again.

The tragedy could not repeat itself.

Even if it's only a short half month, I still want to change my fate.

I must let my father live.

I'm going to let my whole family live.

I want the Jiang family to hold their heads high and make those who used to mock, satirize, and even add insult to injury regret for the rest of their lives.

Jiang Hao straightened his back.

His eyes gradually lit up.

The confusion in his eyes completely disappeared and was replaced by determination.

"Mom, it's cold on the ground. I'll help you up."

"Don't worry. As long as I'm here, there's nothing that the Jiang family can't overcome."

Jiang Hao quickly stepped forward, helped Zhang Cuiping up, and carefully flicked off the dust on her knees with his hand.

Zhang Cuiping wiped her tears and looked at her son in surprise. Suddenly, she felt a little gratified. She felt that this naughty and ignorant child had suddenly grown up overnight.

He didn't know why.

She couldn't hold back her tears and her eyes turned red.

Tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Son, don't worry too much. I'll go and find an acquaintance tomorrow. I'll ask the people in the district to see if we can go bankrupt."

After crying for a while, Zhang Cuiping finally calmed down. With red eyes, she turned around and went into the kitchen.

After the sound of pots, bowls, and bowls.

The smell of incense came from the kitchen.

Jiang Hao was not in the mood to eat. His eyes fell on the calendar on the opposite wall.

His eyes were filled with a sense of crisis.

He was very clear.

It was more difficult for an overseas company to go bankrupt than to be promoted.

Otherwise, Jiang Liu's father wouldn't have been forced to jump off the building.

No.

If the Jiang family wanted to live, they had to save themselves.

"Unfortunately, the debt of one million is too heavy."

Jiang Hao narrowed his eyes, his gaze deep.

He felt a little depressed.

In the past year, the monthly salary of the employees in Jiang City was only 200 yuan. At that time, the "10,000 yuan" could barely be regarded as a famous figure in the small district.

A million?

Hehe...

What's more, he was going to make money.

He also had to start the capital, didn't he?

He couldn't be fooled by White Wolf with nothing at all, could he?

Just as Jiang Hao was pondering with a frown.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding!"

The doorbell suddenly rang.

Zhang Cuiping poked her head out of the kitchen, her eyes slightly panicked.

Jiang Hao was very calm.

He took the initiative to open the door.

"Sister, it's me."

His voice was rough, but very friendly.

It was Jiang Hao's second uncle, a dark-skinned and burly man.

When the Jiang family was rich, the two uncles also got some benefits. They first came to the city from the countryside, and then became workers. With the help of Mr. Jiang, they changed the city's registered residence.

He was different from the ungrateful brother-in-law.

His second uncle was tall and strong, but he was simple and honest.

"I've heard about my brother-in-law."

"This is the money I just got from the bank. It's a little small. I borrowed a little money from my friend. I've collected ten thousand yuan. Take it and transfer it to the bank first."

His second uncle picked up the black plastic bag in his hand, put it on the tea table, and gave a simple and honest smile.

"How can I do that?" Zhang Cuiping quickly waved her hand and refused, with a determined look on her face. "You and your sister-in-law are not generous. I can't accept the money."

His second uncle waved his hand boldly and said, "We're family. Don't talk nonsense. When brother-in-law gets rich, he'll give it back to me."

"Second uncle, when I make money, I'll give you a set of three rooms and a living room. I'll ask aunt to serve you foot-washing water every day." Seeing this scene, Jiang Hao suddenly felt a little better and joked with a smile.

"I don't expect to have three bedrooms and one living room. There are two living rooms and one living room. Your aunt and your little cousin will probably be very beautiful." His second uncle scratched his head honestly.

In her previous life, her second uncle's family had squeezed their way into the shabby staff building. Not only was the house small, but it was also empty from time to time. They had lived a very sullen life. It wasn't until her little cousin had graduated from college that the staff building was demolished.

After a long period of rejection.

His second uncle insisted on keeping the money. He comforted Zhang Cuiping for a while and left.

Zhang Cuiping's eyes were red. She stuffed the money into the cabinet of the living room's tea table, turned around, and went into the kitchen.

"Very good!"

"I've got the start-up funds."

Jiang Hao stood in the living room, looking at the money cabinet. His eyes were slightly bright, and there was a smile on his face.

Soon, his smile froze slightly.

"However, it's just 10,000 yuan..."

"One million yuan in half a month?"

"It can be called hell mode!"

However, he had no way out.

In his previous life, he was young and ignorant. He could not prevent the tragedy from happening and passed out for the rest of his life. This time, he returned to 17 years old. He had no golden fingers and no time.

There was only a pair of tender shoulders.

He carried the burden forward.

He wanted to find a path that belonged to him.

...

The next morning.

Zhang Cuiping pushed Jiang Hao's bedroom open, but she didn't find her son. There was only a piece of work paper torn off under the desk lamp.

"Mom, I'm going to get some money."

"Wait for me to come back in half a month."