Chapter 17 I don't look good, but I think it's beautiful
"How much do you say?" Wang Yifan's eyes widened. "The minimum registered capital is 3 million, and there must be more than 3 professional film and television personnel, which is the minimum condition. The staff patiently explained.
"Isn't it okay for college students to start a business?" asked Wang Yifan unrelentingly.
"This is the law, do you want to proceed?"
Shaking his head stiffly, Wang Yifan left the handling window under the other party's contemptuous gaze.
Walking to a corner where no one was, Wang Yifan was about to go crazy.
What can I do?
3 million, not 300 yuan, he doesn't even have 30,000 now.
It is not good to be a teacher, if he can't complete the task, he will become a eunuch, and his parents will definitely sweep him out of the house at that time.
"System, you have also seen it, I am not qualified to register a film and television company at all, can I be accommodating and change the conditions?" Wang Yifan really couldn't think of a way, the three million were like a stream of heaven blocking the way, and he couldn't make up all the kidneys.
System: "The task cannot be changed, please try to complete the task." β
Wang Yifan: ......
You are ruthless, you are cruel, you are vexatious!
It's just that the system is still silent, and he is also helpless when it comes to such a huge pit system.
Irritable walking around the hall of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, Wang Yifan's heart suddenly moved.
Looking at the task again, Wang Yifan pondered word by word, and couldn't help laughing.
The task is to create a company, I didn't say it has to be a film and television company, isn't it just a company?
Just like writing essays in exams, how important it is to review the questions carefully, otherwise no matter how well you write, you will not get a high score if you have nothing to do with the questions at all.
Thinking about what was going on, Wang Yifan ran to the window again and lined up.
This time, I directly applied for the "Interstellar Film and Television Studio", and I didn't need registered capital, so I submitted the application very smoothly.
The studio is also a kind of company.
After being told that he would get a business license three days later, Wang Yifan came out of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, got on the bus again and went straight to the next destination.
"No wonder there are special cars that drive companies, and it's too troublesome to take the bus to reverse!" When reversing for the third time, Wang Yifan complained in his heart.
Fortunately, no one knows what he is thinking, otherwise someone would have questioned him, since you don't want to squeeze the bus with us, then you can take a taxi!
Riding the bus, Wang Yifan arrived at his destination - the thrift market, also known as the second-hand wholesale market.
This is not the mentality of the virtue of diligence and thrift, the main reason is because of poverty.
The thrift market is very large, and of course not all of them sell thrift goods, but there are also some new products here. But he didn't even look at it, and went straight to a shop in the far corner.
The shop was so dilapidated that there was not even a sign at the door, and there was a faded tattered red banner on it, which could be vaguely read with the words "Last three days, clearance sale".
"Cut, I stuck this thing when I didn't graduate, and it's been hanging for a few years, even if it's a new one!" Wang Yifan complained speechlessly.
Pushing open the door and walking in, the inside immediately changed.
The space inside is extremely spacious, divided into areas such as furniture and home appliances, and the old goods in various stacks look very neat.
"It's still the same. Wang Yifan glanced at it, and after not finding anyone, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang is not here, come to a big deal!"
Splinters!
Before he could finish speaking, there was a chaotic noise in a corner tower, as if something was scattered on the ground.
"What's the ghost called, I've been assembling the building blocks for a long time!" suddenly heard the howl of the ghost crying wolf in the corner, and then a middle-aged man wearing a greasy shirt and a small figure rushed out violently.
"Alright, you're all in tatters anyway, stop shouting. Wang Yifan pursed his lips indifferently, very calmly.
"It's you kid!" Lao Zhang's face turned blue with anger, and he shouted dissatisfiedly: "I'm all in tatters, so what are you doing here?"
"Tsk, Lao Zhang, you are also a millionaire, can't you dress yourself up cleanly?" Every time I see each other, I look so raunchy, and I have no connection with a millionaire.
"your, say it quickly if you have something to say, and let it go if you have a fart!"
"Hehe!" Wang Yifan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Don't be like this, how can you say that we are also old acquaintances, brother, I will give you a big deal today, how about it?
"It's just you, it's still a big deal?" Lao Zhang rolled his eyes, wiped the black oil on his hands, and pulled his nostrils full of disbelief.
"Look down on people, don't you, brother, let me tell you, we are also the ones who start a company!" Wang Yifan looked like I was taking care of you.
"What are you doing here with me when you open a company?" Lao Zhang asked in surprise, and then seemed to remember something, staring at Wang Yifan with a cautious face and saying, "If you want me to give a gift, there is no way!"
"Cut, am I that kind of person!" Wang Yifan was very dissatisfied and explained: "I haven't just opened my business, and I still lack some office things." β
"Cut, didn't you say I'm all in tatters?" asked Lao Zhang with a slanted eye.
"Hehe, the rotten ship still has three catties of nails, you still have a lot of good things here. Wang Yifan said with a smile.
"Get out, the old rules, pick your own things, and settle the accounts after picking. Lao Zhang was too lazy to listen to nonsense, waved his hand and motioned Wang Yifan to look at the selection, and he walked back to the corner to continue assembling things.
Wang Yifan didn't care, he was very familiar with Lao Zhang, he knew each other when he was in college, and knew that although this guy didn't have a good temper, he was very trustworthy in business.
After thinking about it, Wang Yifan took the lead and walked towards the furniture.
"Hey, this desk is good, let's buy 3 first, after all, there are at least 2 employees, and it's just enough for yourself." β
"Well, a plastic stool with a desk doesn't seem like a good fit. Wang Yifan touched his chin and reluctantly decided to buy 3 matching swivel chairs.
"The reception area seems to have to have a sofa and coffee table, this set is a bit broken, I'll go around again. β
Walking around the store, the guys here also knew him and didn't care about him, Wang Yifan calculated what he wanted to buy in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the cooler it became.
Although the price of old goods is definitely much lower than that of new ones, but there are many things to buy.
And I still have to eat, I can't drink the northwest wind, right?
After more than an hour of careful analysis of the cost performance, I finally chose all the things I wanted to buy.
"Why are there so many?" Looking at Xiaoshanbao, Wang Yifan shouted with some confidence: "Lao Zhang, come and settle the account." β
"Don't shout, I know!" Lao Zhang agreed, slowly slipped to the front, and after looking at things, he opened his mouth and said: "3 80% new desks and matching swivel chairs, count you 2500, 3 sets of 9% new computer hosts and monitors count you 5000 ......"
Crackling, Lao Zhang didn't use a calculator, and kept muttering while scanning the goods.
"A total of 25,125, go to a fraction, count you 25,000. "Lao Zhang has calculated the account.
"It's so expensive, why don't you grab it!" Although he had already been prepared in his heart, when he heard the final price, Wang Yifan jumped to his feet directly, and two words were clearly written on his face: 'profiteer!'
Lao Zhang's eyes widened, and he pointed to the stacked goods and scolded: "You kid doesn't look at the things you choose, they are all new and good!"
"Hehe!" Lao Zhang sneered, pointed to a pile of old goods not far away and said: "Oh, if you want to be cheap, the ones over there are at most four or five percent new, and you can give 8,000 for the same amount." β
Looking at Lao Zhang's hand, Wang Yifan immediately collapsed.
It's cheap, but the problem is that it's too broken! I'm here to buy office supplies, not to collect rags!
As for the swivel chair, there are I don't know how many holes are broken, and he is afraid that he will get an anal fistula if he sits on it!
Wang Yifan looked at the eight or nine percent new ones here, and then at the four or five percent ones over there, struggled in his heart for a moment, gritted his teeth and made a decision.
Stomping his feet fiercely, Wang Yifan rushed to Lao Zhang with an arrow step, staring at Lao Zhang's old face condescendingly.
"What's the matter?" Lao Zhang was stunned.
"Brother Zhangββ!" Wang Yifan suddenly showed a pitiful look and said: "Brother Zhang, you see that it is not easy for your brother, you are almost unable to eat, can you give ......?"
"Gross, get out of here!" Lao Zhang's face changed drastically, and he took a few steps back quickly, rubbing the goosebumps on his arms vigorously.
"Brother Zhangββ!"
"Stop!24000, love or not, don't get out!" Lao Zhang couldn't stand it anymore, and directly issued an ultimatum!
"Cheng, no problem!" Wang Yifan immediately responded with a smile, and this time he saved another thousand.
"By the way, Brother Zhang, you see that I bought so much, did you give that broken bookshelf to my brother as an additive?"
"You don't look good, you think it's beautiful, no way!" Lao Zhang laughed angrily, when did this guy in front of him become so shameless.
"Okay!" Wang Yifan accepted it when he saw it, and while following Lao Zhang to swipe the card, he pointed to the things he bought and said, "By the way, Brother Zhang, you can call a car to deliver it to this address for me in a while!"
"How far do you give me, how far do you roll!"