I would like to dedicate this book to Hu Yujia, Chen Hongyu and all friends who have devoted themselves to the torrent of the era of "mass entrepreneurship and innovation......

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"Fang Yuan, is it convenient to speak? OK, I have 100 million in hand, you can help me find an experienced trader on Wall Street and transfer the funds safely overseas as soon as possible." When he received a call from Shi Wenqing from China, Qin Fangyuan was snoozing against time on a gray-white ferry boat on the Hudson River.

It's past six o'clock in the morning, the sky is just white, and Lady Liberty is holding a torch in the morning light, in good spirits.

"What? Do you have 100 million dollars? US dollars or RMB? You have only been back in China for a few years!" It was already autumn, and the river breeze was blowing with a chill, Qin Fangyuan was excited, "Isn't this simple? Buying a house and buying land, investing directly, or transferring to an offshore company through an underground bank, there are many tricks to spend money--you are from Columbia MBA!"

"Of course, it's the renminbi! I've only been back to China for three years, so how can I get 100 million yuan? I'm a department-level official, and I'm in charge of examination and approval in a monopoly industry. I helped him manage his money, and that's the kind of money, you know, that wants to be transferred out and bleached. ”

When Qin Fangyuan heard this, he understood everything, and he instinctively looked at the people around him. On this boat, there are a number of future Wall Street billionaires and financial darlings, perhaps because they speak Chinese, except for the loud voices that attract some attention, they are busy napping or typing on computers and playing iPads, and no one pays attention to what this young Asian young man is saying on the phone. Qin Fangyuan turned around and ran to the deck outside, and said in a low voice: "This thing is risky, why do you do this?" Wall Street does have friends who specialize in these things, but the commission is quite high, at least 20%. ”

"Haha, I knew it was reliable to find you. Wall Street, as long as there is huge profits, these people can go to kill people and set fires. Didn't Marx say that if they can get 50 percent of the windfall profits, the capitalists can take risks; if they can get 100 percent of the huge profits, the capitalists dare to trample on all the laws of the world; if they can get 300 percent of the profits, the capitalists dare to risk being killed. ”

"You don't have to be poor with me! This thing has to be safe, or I'd rather not do it than harm my friends together." After Qin Fangyuan finished speaking, he muttered in his heart: Early in the morning, it is unlucky to say anything like killing a head.

Shi Wenqing smiled: "Of course there is no problem with the commission, I understand the unspoken rules, as long as it is safe, secure and fast." This official is also a returnee, sensible, rule-abiding, and willing to pay this fee. If it's a turtle, I'm too lazy to worry about it, and when this kind of person hears that he wants to pay such a high commission, it is better to let people kill him directly! They won't even think about the cost of getting this money. ”

When he was about to hang up the phone, Shi Wenqing hurriedly said, "I will soon go over to talk to you about another very important matter." You spend all day on Wall Street, far away from your homeland, your mind is already very earthy, and the country is now busy making money. ”

After hanging up the phone, Qin Fangyuan stood on the deck, facing the cool morning breeze, and his hair, which was combed in a distinct pattern, was blown a little messy when he got up. Looking at the oncoming Manhattan, rows of giant buildings towering majestically in the morning light, Qin Fangyuan suddenly thought of a word - ove

-qualified (overkill), this word is appropriately used on the old classmate Shi Wenqing.