7: C7 Initiating Funds in Hand!

C7 Initiating Funds in Hand!

Han Rushan frowned and said, "Old son, don't bite off more than you can chew. You have to be careful. Think about Chair Yuen's suggestion."

"Chair Yuen helped us to change a big house and also helped you. Let's go to the housing management office to help." Wang Shuhua earnestly said.

Han Qiang looked at Yuen Qiushui with bright eyes. "I can consider investing in a business partnership. I can invest as much as I want. I will return three times my capital in three months."

Yuen Qiushui raised his eyebrows slightly. Civilians would only give out three-quarter profit and four-quarter profit at most. Even if he did computer consumables business with companies, he could at most make twice the profit. Triple the profit was 200% of the profit. It was ridiculously high.

Han Qiang smiled. "Brother, you can think about it. I will not force you."

Yuen Qiushui thought for a while. "Tell me clearly. I do have more than 200,000 yuan in private. It is not a problem to invest in you, brother. But soon, I will mention the deputy director from the Yun Du Housing Center. The unit needs someone who can do things and hold up the place as a helper... "

Han Qiang smiled bitterly and shook his head when he heard that. "Brother, are you trying to pull me into a property company?"

Yuen Qiushui said sincerely, "Brother said before that the property company will decline at least ten or twenty years later. Come and help me for a while. If you want to go to college, ___ said. Three years later, I can get you an undergraduate student position, and you can apply for all the tuition and miscellaneous fees. How about a normal monthly salary?"

There was no love in the world for no reason. Han Qiang knew very well that the investment of more than 200,000 yuan and the undergraduate students were his conditions.

Han Qiang pondered for a moment. He was in urgent need of a large sum of start-up funds. If he relied on himself to type, write materials, and publish physical books, it would take at least two to three months to save up 200,000 yuan. Or even longer, so that he would miss the best investment period.

Furthermore, the real estate company was going downhill in 2019, and there were still 25 years left until now. With his work ability, there shouldn't be any problems for him to jump out of this circle before that.

Han Qiang thought of the key problem and smiled. "Since Mr Yuen is so sincere in inviting me, brother can just agree. It's just that before September 15th, I want to open up the computer company and business, and I need to take a leave for a period of time."

Yuen Qiushui smiled brightly and said, "The company's recruitment exam and pre-recruitment training will last for more than two months. The fastest way for me to carry the deputy director is in mid-August. You will take the exam on the 20th, and you can just report to the company on September 15th. "

Han Qiang smiled and said, "Since brother has said so, brother just do what I say. It's regarding the funds..."

Yuen Qiushui took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to him casually. "There are more than 250,000 points in the bank card. They are all my personal money. The password is 159753. Take it."

"Two hundred and fifty thousand!"

Han Rushan and Wang Shuhua were shocked. They had never seen so much money in their lives. Chair Yuen actually gave it to his son without worry?

Han Qiang turned around and went back to his room to take out pen and paper. He wrote an investment agreement guarantee. It stated that Yuen Qiushui had invested 250,000 yuan and returned 750,000 yuan on September 15th. He also signed his name on the deposit and pressed a red handprint. He handed it to Yuen Qiushui with both hands.

Yuen Qiushui saw that he did things flawlessly and nodded approvingly, "Brother, this older brother is waiting for your good news!"

After sending Yuen Qiushui away, Han Rushan said with an ugly expression, "What medicine are you selling in your gourd? How can you earn 750,000 in two months? When that time comes, our family will not be able to get anything even if we sell everything we have."

Han Qiang patted his chest confidently. "With the initial start-up funds, it's very easy to make money. Tomorrow, I'll have to trouble dad to bring my ID card with me to get a bank card, then go to the stock market to open an account."

"It is said that the stock market eats people without spitting out bones. You better not lose Chair Yuen's capital." Han Rushan said worriedly.

Han Qiang laughed. "Don't worry, dad. If your son doesn't have some real talent, Chair Yuen, such a smart person, will definitely not give me the money."

Han Rushan and his wife knew that it was useless to say more. They kept silent as their hearts were filled with worry.

Han Gaang was still relatively calm by the side, and Han Xue'er was dumbfounded. Huang Ting always boasted that the family was rich. There were fifty to sixty thousand yuan. Second Brother had only spoken to people for a while. He had two hundred and fifty thousand yuan in his pocket. The most ridiculous thing was that Second Brother had to spend three months in such a short period of time. He had earned seven hundred and fifty thousand yuan back to Chair Yuen. Wasn't this too exaggerated?

After dinner, Han Qiang asked sister to continue distributing leaflets. He went to Yun Du Housing Center's office to continue the follow-up chapter of The Great Emperor of parkour. When he entered the room, he found that Yuen Qiushui had arranged for someone to install a phone number. It was also equipped with a single bed and brand new bedding.

Han Qiang did not know whether to laugh or cry as he shook his head. "Looks like Brother Yuan is determined to get me into the water."

Yuen Qiushui went home and carefully recalled the conversation he had with Han Qiang today. He muttered to himself thoughtfully. "I originally wanted to throw out a bargaining chip for a working university student, and he would obediently become my helper. I didn't expect that he would lead the way and take out my private money in a daze. I hope he won't let me down. "

"Wow! Director Yuan, you still dare to hide your private money?" A cold female voice sounded behind him.

Yuen Qiushui was so depressed that he wanted to slap himself twice. He helplessly took out the investment agreement guarantee from his pocket and handed it over.

The woman coldly snorted and took it over. Her eyes widened. 250,000 to 750,000 in three months, how was this possible?0

It was seven in the morning. Han Qiang was tired for the whole night and was about to go home to rest when the pager rang. He picked up the phone and dialed back. A pleasant female voice came from the other side. "Hello, is this Mr. Han Qiang, who is collecting materials?"

Han Qiang politely said, "I am. Is there anything I can help you with?"

The woman on the other side heard his voice was a little young and hesitated for a moment. "I am Jia Wen, the secretary of the office of the company. Recently, I have been working on the compilation of the company's journal. I need to record the contents of the newspaper from the oil fields developed from 1960 to 1994 into the computer. There should be about 500,000 words of content. Can I take on this job? "

500,000 words were charged according to the 25th word per thousand words, which was 12,500 yuan. There was no need to worry about his big brother's school fees anymore. Han Qiang said happily, "Of course we will take on such a big job. How long will it take to complete it?"

Jia Wen smiled bitterly and said, "The writing work of the head office is very urgent. The sooner the work is done, the better. If it is completed before the end of the month, I will give you a price of thirty yuan per thousand words."

Fourteen days, five hundred thousand words, an average of forty thousand words per day, was not even forty thousand words. It was too easy for Han Qiang, the tentacle monster who wrote more than twenty million words, to say. He smiled and said, "No problem. When will I go and get the newspaper?"

Jia Wen was a little embarrassed and said, "Mr. Han, the newspaper is borrowed from the Archives. It is not convenient to take it away from the office. Can you come to my office to work?"

Han Qiang agreed readily and rushed to the meeting place in twenty minutes.

The office door opened. Even though Han Qiang had lived two lives, he still had a stunning feeling.

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