Chapter 60 "Bandit King"
Chapter 60 "Bandit King"
I paid an extra 500 yuan to the travel agency to expedite the procedure.
In order not to lose the big picture for the small, this extra money is spent wisely.
The money is given in place and the effect is immediate.
The certificate-obtaining period, which could originally take up to 10 working days, has been shortened to 3 and a half days.
On Thursday night, after receiving a call from the travel agency, Fan Wumian went out immediately and got his "Mainland Travel Permit for Hong Kong and Macau Residents".
On the way home, I even bought a small suitcase and planned to leave tomorrow to try my luck in the mainland.
Perhaps it involves profits of hundreds of thousands or millions of Hong Kong dollars, which is worth spending more time on. Moreover, it is just Shenzhen, which is separated from Hong Kong by a river. If it were in other places in the mainland, it would be difficult to even get out of the city, let alone cross provinces.
Thinking about being able to see the old city’s appearance in 2004 again, Fan Wumian was looking forward to this “short business trip”. He was not at all like other young people who felt nervous or excited.
The only thing that made him younger was his body. Mentally, he was still the traveler who had been wandering outside for more than ten years while studying at university and working.
Just finished packing.
Hearing the ringing of his cell phone, Fan Wumian picked up the point-and-shoot phone on the bed, glanced at the contact name displayed on the screen, decisively pressed the call button, and said with a smile: "Hi, Xiao Yanyan, how are you today?"
"Eh~~~"
Zuo Ziyan's tone was full of disdain, then she smiled and replied:
"It's the same every day, what's good or bad about it? It's really rude of you to call me that. Whether it's 'Zi Yan' or 'A Yan', they're much better than that."
After a few days of adaptation.
Fan Wumian has begun to accept the fact that he has a girlfriend who is a rich school beauty.
To be precise, apart from being a little awkward, there doesn't seem to be anything to be resisted about. With my current condition, anyone would think I'm marrying above my station, not to mention that she is beautiful.
In the eyes of outsiders, it is basically a cliché story of "a rich girl falls in love with a poor boy".
If you don't praise Zuo Ziyan for being "brave", "kind" and "helping the poor", even if you're being virtuous, who knows how people will laugh at her for being blind in private.
Although we have entered the 21st century, Hong Kong is still relatively traditional in some cultural customs.
For example, it was not until 1971 that the system of "polygamy" was officially abolished here. Before that, it was even legal to take concubines, and many wealthy businessmen in the early years had as many as a dozen concubines.
Until now, concubines still exist in name only and are not uncommon. Typical examples include celebrities such as Principal Tan and Uncle Tat.
Concepts like "direct lineage" and "equal status" are still deeply rooted in people's minds, and the richer the family, the more they care about these.
From some perspectives, it was indeed very risky for Zuo Ziyan to start a secret relationship with him. If the news got out, it would inevitably affect her reputation and fame in the circle.
Many wealthy girls from good family backgrounds are busy maintaining their own image and trying their best to marry into a billionaire or trillionaire family with a clean record. However, in the eyes of these celebrities, Zuo Ziyan's behavior is no different from destroying her own future.
Fan Wumian is no longer the silly guy he used to be.
I could roughly guess some of these situations, so I liked Zuo Ziyan even more. I continued to talk while holding my phone:
"No problem, then I'll call her Ayan. There's one more thing I want to ask you. If I were to start a company, what name would you think would be best? For example, something with the character 'wang' or 'cai' in it is fine, but something more interesting would be best."
On the other end of the phone.
Zuo Ziyan instantly thought of Mai Jia’s Wangcai Capital.
She said in a tone that made her laugh and cry: "Your two examples are very targeted. What types of companies are they specifically?"
There was no need to hide too much from her, so Fan Wumian said, "Cooperate with the telecommunications company and earn dividends by selling mobile ringtones. We may also do some other cultural and entertainment business in the future."
After hearing this, Zuo Ziyan sensed something was wrong and asked:
"Today, Dean Li Jiagui mentioned that you took a leave this week to record a new album. What on earth were you doing? Why did you register a company?"
Fan Wumian said frankly, "Of course I will work hard to become better, so that I can be a better match for you. I saw a news in the newspaper that someone made millions by making mobile phone ringtones. I happen to have a few good songs that are suitable to be used as ringtones. The investment is small and the return is fast. It feels pretty good."
Zuo Ziyan should have reminded him not to act impulsively, but to focus on recording the album and take one step at a time.
however.
After hearing this, the rich young lady unexpectedly felt that this business was indeed particularly suitable for Fan Wumian.
So she just smiled and said:
"I didn't realize you had quite the business sense. If the investment isn't too high and it doesn't interfere with your studies and singing, maybe you can give it a try. But I think you'd better get into a university, even if it's a lesser one. I don't mind, but many of my family's relatives and friends are particularly annoying and love to gossip about others behind their backs."
In fact, there is another sentence after that: "including my parents", but Zuo Ziyan did not say it explicitly.
Lies don't hurt, truth is the knife.
The one with poor grades is the former "self", and it has little to do with him.
Fan Wumian didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and he boasted:
"I seem to be possessed by Wenquxing recently. I'm doing really well in my studies. I should be able to see the results after the next test."
"Don't worry, I won't embarrass you. I know what I'm doing."
"However, Ayan, you have actually started to think about our future. I am a little touched by the thought of meeting your relatives and friends. Come and hug me."
Zuo Ziyan also suddenly realized this, and she laughed it off, answering on the phone:
"If you need love, go hug the quilt. You seem to be getting too demanding. But if your grades really improve a lot, maybe I can consider giving you a little reward. I won't tell you what it is for now."
Smile cheerfully.
Fan Wumian felt like he was being fooled like a child, which was a pretty good feeling. He spoke again:
"Then it's a deal. I have to go on a business trip tomorrow to handle an important matter. I will go to discuss some business in person, so I may not be here for the weekend."
"If you miss me, I'll give you a chance to see me tonight. I can treat you to some snacks."
"Seriously, we haven't seen each other in the week since you became my girlfriend."
Hear the words.
Zuo Ziyan seemed a little moved, and finally said to him:
"No, I still have homework to do, and my parents are in the office downstairs and will be home any minute. As for the name of the company, what kind of name do you want? I'll help you think about it~"
Fan Wumian only told her about the ringtone business.
Trying to invest in the production and wholesale of albums by myself seems a bit risky, and I can't say it's 100% stable, so I haven't made it public for the time being.
I plan to cooperate with the sales channels of pirated albums and ask them to help promote and distribute the products. After all, it is not a glorious business to say it out loud.
If the news gets to the ears of other regular record companies, it will be difficult to get their support in the future. Not only will it be difficult to enter the mainstream music scene, but a lot of resources will also be lost.
Therefore, the fewer people who know about this, the better. The best way to make money is to keep quiet.
He then said to Zuo Ziyan:
"I've thought of a few names, and I prefer 'Bandit King'. What do you think?"
"???"
How else could Zuo Ziyan feel after hearing this weird company name?
She finally said, against her conscience:
"It sounds quite... interesting. At least it's easy to remember."
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(End of this chapter)