Chapter III Start-up Capital
Lu Zheng returned to his home in Building 18 in Pacific Heights, but did not see his grandfather as he wished, and only found a note on the dinner table at home:
"Good grandson, when you see this note, your great-grandfather and I have already returned to China, this is what we have discussed in the past few days, and we will call you before boarding.
There's a bank card in the study drawer on the second floor, and you're an adult. The card is in your name, count your start-up capital.
As for what you're going to do next, I don't care. I only need you to report financial statements to your Uncle Song every six months. As for the consequences of losing everything, of course, I can only report to you Uncle Song. ”
Uncle Song mentioned in the letter, Song Zhiguo. A few years ago, the old man asked a friend to dig an iron (six relatives) wrist (do not recognize) a professional manager.
After Song took office, he made the old man's once powerful old department disgraced. They can only visit their homes under various names.
The old man had to exile some of the old troops after being comforted by money, and some of the middle and high-level who had not negotiated were completely submissive after being suppressed and co-opted by Song Zhiguo.
Since then, the old man has been happy at home every day. It's okay to tease Filipino maids, yo-yo birds.
After the successful replacement of Song, the company's fishery business is getting better and better, and it has the posture of dominating the whole rice country.
Such a person, let himself go to work under him, what can he do? Sell fish balls, won't he be laughed to death by other traversers?
Lu Zheng thinks that with his knowledge on the Internet in his previous life, it is impossible to work, and neither can his own company.
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Lu Zheng came to the old man's study on the second floor and quickly opened all the drawers. Finally, in the second compartment on the right side of the seat, near the handle, I saw the card of the flower bank.
Lu Zheng was lucky, luckier than ninety-nine percent of the reborn and traversers.
Ph.D. title with start-up capital.
Hey, could it be that although the old man's card was given, what if there was only a penny in the card?
Thinking of this possibility, Lu Zheng hit a spirit. Quickly picked up the card and rushed to the nearest flowering bank.
After bank inquiries, the stone in Lu Zheng's heart finally landed. The start-up capital is not much, but it is also a lot, a full 500,000 meters.
In 1989, even in San Francisco, 500,000 meters was a large amount of money enough to be approached by a commissioner from the bank.
It has to be said that Blossom Bank established a securities company in 1986.
After inquiring about the amount, Lu Zheng ushered in Miss Allen, a financial manager sent by the San Francisco branch.
Through talking with Miss Allen, I learned that Miss Allen graduated from Cambridge with a bachelor's degree in investment this year.
Yes, that's right, Xu Zhimo waved his hand and didn't take away a cloud of place.
I just don't know if there is still him in this plane and the Lin Weiyin he is pursuing.
Miss Allen's height is estimated to be 175cm, with convex and backward curls, and delicate facial features. Like other girls in the West, her pores are slightly enlarged and her face has subtle freckles.
Miss Allen is 22 years old this year, and she bites the word no boyfriend very hard.
Under the guidance of Miss Allen, Lu Zheng opened online banking and credit card business by the way.
Under the expectation of Miss Allen, Lu Zheng decisively opened a stock account with his ID card after his big eyes turned around. And got a positive answer from Miss Allen, come over tomorrow morning to pick up Miss Allen and go to the securities company.
Lu Zheng's business in the bank went extremely smoothly, and there was no bullshit encountered by the author in the online novel in order to fill the word count.
When I got home, I was bored...... In this plane, even the inter network of the United States has not yet been commercialized.
Hey, it seems that I came a little early, Lu Zheng thought.
In the era when there is no Internet, only newspapers can quickly understand the world.
By constantly flipping through the newspapers, Lu Zheng learned that Apple's latest product, the Macintosh Portable, which has been launched by Apple this year, is not selling well.
Amazon, like its predecessors, is not yet founded.
The people of the island country are so rich that they don't take the United States seriously, and now they are waving the banknotes in their hands to buy and buy all kinds of things in the United States.
Among them, the most famous representative of the entertainment industry is still Sony's acquisition of the entertainment giant Columbia Pictures in the United States for $3.4 billion. Oh, and now it should be called Sony Imaging Entertainment.
Therefore, the melon-eating masses in the United States, the throat paper media, and even many government officials, including many important government officials, have been overwhelmed by the wealth and courage of the island people, and they have speculated whether the island people want to say that the United States has bought it all.
Up to now, the total overseas investment of PICs has reached more than US$300 billion, making it the world's largest foreign direct investment country.
No matter how good Lu Zheng was, he had to burst into a foul mouth, and was amazed by the momentum of the island people in the United States.
The ancients said: "If God wants to let it perish, he must first make it crazy." ”
The islanders have now reached the point of madness, will their demise be long gone? Well, Meizizi, it seems that this is a delicacy.
Thinking of this, Lu Zheng kept searching in his mind for the opportunity to get rich on the Internet and books in his previous life. I really don't want to go back to my own company to work, this sentence was shouted by him.
Well, the teacher in the previous life loved to educate us: "A good memory is better than a bad pen." ”
This is what countless martyrs and predecessors have realized with their own personal experience, and I directly use it, which can be regarded as worthy of the teachings of my teachers in my previous life.
We can see that on a brand-new leather-sealed notebook, Lu Zheng is full of various Martian texts. Anyway, except for Lu Zheng, we can't understand it.
After Lu Zheng was busy with this, he solemnly locked the leather notebook. Lu Zheng found that he was a little hungry, so he went downstairs to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to see: the old man is so ruthless, the refrigerator is empty, and there is not even a bottle of water.
I'm so hard, what's the use of a fridge instead of having nothing?
Looking for his memory, he drove a stylish Lamborghini supercar to the Zheng family's restaurant next to Golden Gate Park.
Lu Zheng didn't look at the menu, and ordered a braised prawn, Lianshan back to the pot meat, and mapo tofu according to his hobby.
Lu Zheng is still unsatisfied, the last time I ate this authentic dish was yesterday, yesterday, it seems like a century has passed.
Although the taste is not particularly authentic, it is not made by our own people.
Lu Zheng sighed, and beckoned the waiter to come, ready to pack and take away two large portions of roasted oysters with garlic paste.
Lu Zheng habitually raised his wrist and glanced at the Blancpain Flying Wheel Flywheel watch, it was already half past six in the afternoon.
After the service brother delivered the packed oysters, Lu Zheng quickly checked out and left.
In other words, for the sake of safety, it is better not too late to wander the streets of the United States alone. Is there still less news and Internet coverage in the past life?