Chapter 106: A Backhand for Sixty Thousand!

After Wang Chengzhi left, Shen Guodong immediately returned to Director Lu’s office.

“Mr. Shen, what on earth is going on? What did you bet with him?” Director Lu asked hurriedly after closing the office door and pouring Shen Guodong a cup of tea.

Shen Guodong said with a smile, “He’s here to give me money. Tell me, should I take it or not? He’s from the Third Factory, and this time he bet with me on who would land the final order, and he went straight for thirty thousand yuan. Money may not be much, but even the smallest scrap is still meat. So tell me, should I take it or refuse?”

“Hahaha.”

Director Lu laughed aloud as well.

“That guy is a fool, sending money straight to Mr. Shen. Though the sum isn’t huge, it’s still enough for you to enjoy a good meal.”

Without Shen Guodong saying anything more, the man had already begun to imagine the scene for himself.

So thirty thousand yuan no longer seemed like much to him.

After all, with Shen Guodong’s standing, in a place like Hong Kong, a casual night out would probably cost more than that.

Director Lu’s imagination was truly rich.

If he had been born in Hong Kong, even the great Jin Yong might have felt inferior.

“That’s exactly it. The money isn’t much, but if he insists on playing the fool, am I supposed to stop him? If I had refused, he might have thought I was scared of him,” Shen Guodong said with a teasing smile.

Director Lu nodded and gathered the money together.

“Mr. Shen, take all of this. After all, it all belongs to you. As for the investment matter, I’m raising funds these next few days, and I should be able to contribute another few ten thousand yuan later.

“Would that be acceptable? As for the dividends, you can decide however you think best.”

Director Lu spoke carefully, afraid that the amount was too small and might leave this young master unhappy.

Shen Guodong said, “Director Lu, I understand what you’re thinking. Don’t worry, I won’t treat you unfairly. Invest however much you want. That’s your trust in me. Even if it’s only a thousand yuan, I’ll still count it as investment shares for you. Whatever amount it is, it will be treated accordingly.”

After hearing Shen Guodong’s words, Director Lu finally let go of his worries completely. He had nothing else to say about such a Mr. Shen; besides gratitude, there was only gratitude left in his heart.

They chatted a while longer.

Shen Guodong took the money and returned to the lodging house.

He was still wary of running into Wang Chengzhi along the way; that would have been difficult to explain. If that man found out that the thirty thousand yuan he had just handed over to Director Lu had been brought back by Shen Guodong, he might well be so furious that he spat blood on the spot.

At that moment, Wang Chengzhi was in his own room.

He was already fantasizing about how, once he returned, he would have sixty thousand yuan in his hands.

How to spend that money was a deeply troubling question, after all, he had never seen such a vast fortune in his entire life.

Not long ago, Wang Chengzhi had just been promoted to section chief. To get that opportunity, he had fought several rounds with the old factory director’s daughter, who was well over two hundred pounds, before finally securing the position.

And now, the chance to make a fortune seemed to be waving to him already. It looked as though heaven had begun to favor him at last.

The only thing he had not obtained was Zhou Meiniang, and that remained an obstacle he could never get past in this lifetime.

Shen Guodong had failed to get things done, and once he was saddled with such a huge sum, that would amount to embezzlement. The matter would be quite serious.

So if Wang Chengzhi gently persuaded things from the middle, perhaps Shen Guodong would hand Zhou Meiniang over. No one could say for sure.

Thinking of this, Wang Chengzhi’s lips curved into a bright smile. Money and beauty were both reaching out to him. His life, one could say, was already beginning to come to perfection.

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Zhou Meiniang was waiting in the room.

When she saw so much money, she was stunned on the spot.

After thinking it over carefully, she realized that their witness was Director Lu, and it would not be impossible for him to simply turn around and hand the money back to Shen Guodong.

“That Wang Chengzhi is finished this time,” Zhou Meiniang said with a smile, feeling rather pleased.

Shen Guodong also smiled. “That idiot cannot even tell how the wind is blowing. If he isn’t finished, who is?”

“What about all this money? What should we do with it?” Zhou Meiniang asked.

After all, it was sixty thousand yuan. Leaving it here would be far too unsafe. Besides, there were no surveillance cameras in those days, and if something went missing, finding the culprit would be a real headache.

So it would be safer to put it in the bank.

“We’ll deposit it. This all came from Director Lu, so it counts as our seed capital. When the time comes, we’ll include all of his money as seed capital. When profits are divided, just give him a little according to the situation. As long as he accepts it, that’s enough. If there’s no capital, the bald man may not agree to split the profits later. So having a bit of capital is a good thing.”

Shen Guodong spoke calmly.

The bald man had invested nearly five hundred thousand yuan, and there would be another two hundred thousand later.

By then, at the very least, there would need to be tens of thousands in profit before people would be satisfied. Otherwise, with such a huge risk, what would be the point?

As for Director Lu’s side, a thirty percent return was also necessary.

Only then would people willingly follow along.

Anything more than that would not do.

After this, Shen Guodong would also be able to accumulate his own funds. By then, whatever he chose to do would be centered on himself, and he could openly eat the meat himself. If the bald man and the others wanted to buy shares, he could let them have a little broth.

That would be perfectly fine.

Who would ever嫌太多 money?

It was only because Shen Guodong had no choice at the moment, lacking startup capital, that he was giving opportunities to the bald man and the others so everyone could eat meat together.

If he had the capital, then only Shen Guodong would eat the meat, while everyone else would get a sip of the broth. Bringing them along to make money would be a favor; not bringing them along would be his right.

The future had already been planned out in Shen Guodong’s mind, and there was no doubt about it.

He had always been the sort of person who preferred to plan everything carefully: success is decreed by heaven, but effort lies with man.

Opportunity was something Heaven gave, but whether it could truly be seized depended on Shen Guodong himself. He had to hold on to this chance.

The two of them carried the sixty thousand yuan in cash and headed outside.

Zhou Meiniang looked extremely nervous.

After all, carrying such a fortune on one’s person would make anyone anxious.

At that moment, Shen Guodong gave it no further thought.

He never regarded a few ten thousand yuan as much of anything.

Such a small amount of money, if he were simply given one chance, he could earn it back in a flash.

In the eighties, opportunities were everywhere.

Whether in records, the entertainment world, electronics, household appliances, or countless other fields, there were endless money-making chances waiting for him. As long as he could seize even one of them, he would take off at once.

Shen Guodong was the kind of person who, once given even one chance, would become someone no one could ever hold down again.