September, 1987.
Korea, Korea.
Transmigration?
Chen Daojun stood there, looking at everything in front of him in shock.
A few seconds ago.
As a failed online novel writer, he was scrolling through TikTok to find material for his new book.
Unexpectedly, his vision turned black.
When she opened her eyes again, she realized that she had arrived in Korea in 1987.
Moreover…
He had actually transmigrated to the popular Korean drama 'The Youngest Son of a Financial Magnate.'
F * ck!
This was simply too magical.
Speaking of this Korean drama, Chen Daojun really remembered it vividly.
Not to mention anything else, just the main character's bashful personality made him, as a failed writer, seethe with anger.
His sister-in-law's gaze was so eager that she wanted to give herself to him on the spot. He actually chose to reject her. He was simply brainless and an idiot!
Not to mention that the main character was like a eunuch. There were so many girls around him, but he didn't touch any of them. It was simply a waste of his identity as the heir of a tycoon.
This was Korea, a country dominated by corporations.
Moreover…
The owner of this body was one of the heirs of the Shunyang Group.
And the target of the pleasing to the eye group was the three stars group that dominated Korea!
To put it bluntly,
The identity of one of the three stars heirs was equivalent to being a prince in ancient times.
Although his father, Chen Runji, was excluded from the core of the family because he was the illegitimate son of the old president, Chen Yangzhe, this did not mean that he had no chance of inheriting the group.
This was 1987 Korea!
From a global perspective, super-giant companies such as Google, Apple, and Amazon were still in the development stage. The founders of money-sucking monsters like Facebook and Tesla were either studying or still learning to speak.
"Money! It's all money!"
Chen Daojun thought to himself.
In his previous life, he was a lousy writer, but he also had the dream of being the richest man in the world. He dreamed that one day, he would be able to live again like the main character in the book.
And now.
Chen Daojun looked at his own reflection in the water.
The eight-year-old him looked very cute. He was not tall, had fair skin, thick eyebrows, and big eyes. He looked like an obedient baby. He was definitely a little boy carved out of jade.
"Nice to meet you, Chen Daojun.”
Chen Daojun smiled at the face in the pool. That smile was so brilliant that it was simply incredible.
"Now, it's 1987. Do you know what this means?”
"This means that your hands are full of Wang Zha!”
In Yan Huang, next door, twenty-five years later, a person called Lei Bu Si said,"As long as you stand on the wind, even pigs can fly. They will even ask you, Ayooki?”
This was not an exaggeration.
From the end of the 1980s to the beginning of the 1990s, it was really an era of ebb and flow for the entire world.
Gold was everywhere, and opportunities were everywhere. As long as you could stand on the cusp of the wind, you could ride the clouds and become a tidal wave rider.
Many people who looked like they couldn't stand out became successful and successful in this era.
Of course.
Not everyone could succeed, because this era also buried many people who seemed to be successful.
Many people liked to reminisce about the past twenty years later, lamenting that they had missed the best opportunity of their lives.
And now.
They naturally did not know what kind of world they were in.
Except for Chen Daojun who was in a daze.
It was difficult to define the good and bad of a chaebo for Korea.
Because good and bad were usually associated, just like how most people couldn't be simply defined as good or bad.
But he was certain.
Korea's corporations started in the 1980s and continued to develop rapidly until the end of the 1990s.
In the words of a writer from Yan Huang, everything was becoming vulgar.
This was the current situation in Korea. It was divided and divided on both sides. Different people stood on both sides of wealth and poverty.
On one side were the high and mighty tycoons, while on the other side were ordinary people.
In the past, Chen Daojun didn't understand what this meant because he was far away from his wife. Now, although Chen Daojun had a young and tender face, he had long been tempered by the years and had become no longer stupid.
………………
"Daojun, come over quickly. Grandfather will be here soon.”
His mother's voice brought Chen Daojun back to his senses.
He immediately recalled the information about the entire Shunyang Group in his mind.
The Shunyang Group was the second largest financial magnate in Korea. It had many subsidiary companies and its core industry was Shunyang products. Its exact value could not be estimated.
And the founder of this huge empire was his own grandfather, Chen Yangzhe.
He was now 64 years old and had three sons and a daughter.
His eldest son, Chen Yongji, was the vice president of the Shunyang Group and also the successor of the old president. He had a son called Chen Xingjun, who was a two-faced guy.
His second son, Chen Dongji, was in charge of the Shunyang Fire and Fire Company. He was eyeing the position of the heir.
The youngest daughter, Chen Huarong, was in charge of Shunyang Department Store. She was a spoiled daughter of a rich family. Her husband was a prosecutor with high authority.
Her father, Chen Runji, was an illegitimate child. Although he did not wander outside, he had a falling out with his grandfather because he married a celebrity wife, Li Hairen, and he liked to make movies and engage in art. He was stripped of his inheritance.
Therefore…
As Chen Runji's youngest son, Chen Daojun actually did not have much status in the entire family.
This was the current situation Chen Daojun was in.
What should he do?
A year flashed through Chen Daojun's mind. He couldn't just sit there and wait for death. He had to cause some trouble!
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