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Although worried that he might not even have the chance to start, he had early plans for an alternative path.
However, as September approached, Jiang Yizhou roughly understood that there might not be any results.
Although he was never a social elite in his past life, maintaining a state where one person’s meal sufficed for the whole family, day after day, year after year, the current situation still hit Jiang Yizhou hard. It felt like a stone sinking into the sea, with no echo at all. Fearing a phone call might come in, he didn’t even dare to browse the internet freely.
Being foresighted could only provide a foundation; one could rely on these things to become wealthy, but achieving true success—like standing out in competition and establishing a great company like Teng Xun or Alibaba amidst many strong opponents—could not be accomplished solely through someone’s foresight.
Ultimately, ability is still the most important factor—not just technical skills, but also connections, eloquence, and luck. Even if he told investors that if this project could be developed and launched, it could sell for hundreds of millions of dollars in two years, no one would believe him. Even discerning investors would think he was too arrogant and unreliable.
What matters most is to stay grounded!
Losing interest in further refining his plan, Jiang Yizhou dressed up and went out.
He planned to take a good rest for a while, visit his uncle, then buy a ticket home to watch his younger sibling go to school. Once everything was settled, he could start his entrepreneurial journey.
As for what to do, it would naturally be the Computer Training Class he had previously worked at. Opening an internet café was still too early; even having a computer room seemed premature since most computer users were home users and business users. Moreover, when applying for internet access permits, concentrated training was still required.
Additionally, the high internet fees had yet to decrease. The internet world was extremely lacking in appealing content; it was more enjoyable for everyone to gather and play together.
"Ding dong... ding dong..." After pressing the doorbell twice, Jiang Yizhou waited at the door. However, there was no response from inside for a long time. He pressed several more times before finally knocking on the iron door.
"Hey kid, stop knocking! Those two have been out since early morning!" A gray-haired old woman opened the door across from him.
"Hello, Grandma. I wanted to ask when they will be back?" Jiang Yizhou noticed the old woman's displeasure and immediately felt more restrained as he asked softly.
"Well, that's not good. Those two just moved here a few months ago. They talk to the neighbors but never seem to be home—either holding meetings or out all day without a trace! I don’t even know if they have jobs," the old woman clearly had little fondness for those two—Sun Sheng'ai and his uncle.
"I see. Thank you, Grandma. I won’t disturb you any longer!"
Jiang Yizhou left that place and went downstairs. Suddenly sighing deeply, he felt as if he was drifting further away. His uncle had become this way due to his own choices; immersed in it all, he might be distancing himself from his fellow villagers even more. Not honoring their ancestors was a significant issue; if it were a localized form that could sing Central Plains opera to praise God, it might be more acceptable.
Passing by the Hutong, the pile of garbage on the other side of the road and the public restroom emitted a nauseating smell. The city's sanitation work was not as developed as it would later become.
However, even in the future, places like this unrenovated urban village wouldn’t be much cleaner. With a large flow of people and a high transient population, along with poor management and various issues, this problem remained unsolvable.
Turning into this Hutong where he had lived for some time, Jiang Yizhou intended to take another look at the place.
But the door was tightly locked, and a hu shu advertisement was posted on it, detailing the housing situation and contact information.
Jiang Yizhou looked up at the tall tree and felt that quite a lot had happened during his absence!
He knocked on the door across from him, and soon an old man came out.
“Uncle Song!”
“Oh, it’s you! Didn’t you move out three months ago?” Old Song remembered this strange young man.
“I wanted to ask what happened over there?” Jiang Yizhou inquired.
Old Song suddenly looked fearful as if he thought someone might be eavesdropping. He laughed quietly and leaned closer to Jiang Yizhou’s ear, “You know Li, your landlord? Ever since you left, he’s been living alone in there without making a sound. At first, we thought he just hadn’t finished eating what he bought.”
“But after more than half a month passed, there was still a strange smell coming from inside. A few of us neighbors took it upon ourselves to break into the yard and force open the door. Guess what we found?”
Old Song seemed to recall something unpleasant, his old face twisting in discomfort. “It was all rotten, down to the bones. We quickly reported it to the police, and his sister came over to handle things afterward. They plan to sell the house!”
Jiang Yizhou immediately lost interest; fortunately, Old Song didn’t go into further detail.
Finally, he arrived at Sun Yuliang’s Training Class. Upon seeing a former employee, Sun Yuliang welcomed him warmly and cheerfully pulled him inside. “What brings you here?”
As Jiang Yizhou looked past Sun Yuliang, he saw a somewhat plump woman coaxing a child to sleep. “Sister-in-law! Brother Sun, you’re so lucky!”
The woman smiled at him and nodded, "Sun Yuliang, who is this?"
"This is the employee I hired while you were away, but he left not long ago," Sun Yuliang turned to Jiang Yizhou and introduced, "This is your Sister-in-law, Wu Xiaoying, and my son is named Sun Xiangchen; you can just call him Chenchen!"
"By the way, what are you doing here?" Sun Yuliang led Jiang Yizhou to a seat in the office and asked.
"Actually, I plan to start a Training Class as well, so I came to Brother Sun to seek some advice!" Jiang Yizhou joked, although he was already familiar with the process.
"You still need advice?" Sun Yuliang pointed at Jiang Yizhou's nose and laughed in disbelief, "You've learned quite well; you're just lacking capital... You’re not here to borrow money from me, are you? I don’t have any; I just bought a house and spent all my savings!"
Jiang Yizhou chuckled in surprise. Did you already assume that?
"I'm not here to borrow money; Brother Sun, you're overthinking it. I just came by to find someone and thought I'd stop by to see you!"
On the way, he bought a train ticket back home—a rare luxury for him—taking a hard sleeper. Relaxed and carefree, Jiang Yizhou returned to his place and started up the simulator on his computer, connecting the controller to play games.
It seemed like he had forgotten something; there was a slight emptiness in his mind. However, with the heavy pressure lifted, he felt a bit regretful but wouldn't let himself worry.
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