A life of financial freedom

Chu Fang took a taxi to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and chatted with the driver along the way. After half an hour, they had become buddies.

Before getting off the car, the driver insisted on giving him a free ride, so he scanned the code and left.

Shanghai is also an international metropolis with a human touch.

When he arrived at the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, he was stunned by the huge crowds of people, and scratched the back of his head unconsciously: "What should I do?"

He had no experience.

He had to ask the staff and get the corresponding process. The next step was endless queuing, filling out forms, and signing... ...

Chu Fang found a phenomenon that was quite interesting.

When facing those government workers, people did not address them by their positions, nor by words like "handsome guy or beautiful girl", but by "teacher".

Chu Fang's father is an excellent teacher and is proud of his position. If he saw such a scene, would he feel a little sad...

Just when Chu Fang was sitting in the lounge waiting for his number to be called, he suddenly saw a familiar person. There was also a middle-aged man in his thirties holding a pile of documents. He should be his subordinate.

And the familiar person happened to see it, raised his eyebrows, and had a surprised expression, but quickly reacted and walked towards him. The two approached, and the pupils of the subordinate shrank.

The general manager of the company, who was second to none, bowed slightly to the young man in front of him and greeted him with a respectful attitude: "Hello, Mr. Chu."

The visitor was Kang Bo, the general manager of Chu Fang's shell company.

Mr. Chu?

The subordinate was puzzled for a few seconds, and suddenly remembered the name that Kangbo often mentioned in their ears. The absolute master of the company, the 100% controlling shareholder, a young rich second-generation, understood it all at once, and bowed: "Hello, Mr. Chu."

Chu Fang asked: "Um... ..., hello, hello, who are you?"

"He is an employee recruited by the company." Kangbo replied, "Liu Liu."

"Oh." He nodded, no longer caring about the subordinate, but looking at Kangbo, asked: "What are you doing?"

"..." Kangbo's eyelids trembled, and a look of wanting to say something but not daring to say it appeared on his face. After thinking for a few seconds, he organized his words and said: "I came to register the company and sent you an email yesterday."

"Oh." Chu Fang suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he met the other party. Then he waved his hand and blurted out: "I didn't see it."

"..."

You don't have to be so honest. You can lie to me, and it won't be in vain for my hard work for so long... Kangbo was speechless

Chu Fang adjusted his seat, crossed his legs, and tried to sit comfortably.

After recruiting Kang Bo, the general manager began to handle company affairs. Kang Bo was very tactful and sent the company affairs process, methods, problems, etc. to Chu Fang's mailbox in the form of emails.

In the first few days, he would pretend to read them (although he didn't understand them very well), but as his relationship with Zhong Tingyue made a breakthrough, he threw those emails aside.

If you have to choose between a girlfriend and documents, all men in the world will make the same choice.

There is no way, men are just lustful... ... they love beauty but not the country.

Then Chu Fang didn't care about his company's affairs at all. He just read the text messages sent to him by his private lawyer. If there was no unexpected thing, he would rarely pay attention to it.

It happened to be an accident to meet Kang Bo today.

At this point, he looked at his two subordinates and asked, "Are you two here to register a company?"

"Yeah... yes."

"Okay." After listening, Chu Fang picked up a pile of documents from his side and gestured to them, "By the way, help me register a studio."

The 30-year-old subordinate Liu Liu left to handle the registration procedures and processes, and put his company behind to help the boss register the studio first.

Chu Fang and Kang Bo were sitting in the lounge. The former moved his seat and moved a seat for the other party. After Kang Bo sat down, he asked, "Is my company going to open so soon?"

"Well... it's already very slow." Kang Bo pondered for a moment and answered honestly as always. He did not hide because of the low efficiency, and also defended himself, "Because we spent a lot of time thinking about the company's business."

"It's okay." Chu Fang waved his hand and didn't care.

The company I opened was different from Zhong Tingyue's small studio, which was completed with a few million, a few people, and a few rooms. My company invested hundreds of millions, and it took several days just to buy the office area. The processes and procedures in all aspects were also very complicated.

It was normal to be a little slow.

"What is the name of my company?" he asked.

"... ..., Founder Investment Co., Ltd. Kangbo really didn't know whether Mr. Chu had ever opened the emails he sent, because the company name was bold and bold on each email, and anyone with eyes could tell what the company was called.

He is the boss, he is the BOSS, he pays you... ...Kangbo swallowed the complaints that were about to hit his throat: "Because your name contains the word 'Fang', and integrity is my little opinion of you, I chose this name, do you think it's okay?"

"You have a lot of opinions." Chu Fang stared at his subordinate and snapped his fingers. It was no wonder that the subordinates he recruited could immediately discover his excellent personal qualities.

Unlike Zhong Tingyue, we have known each other for several months, and he keeps saying that he is a rogue, which is really ignorant.

After a pause, he put away the idea of ​​complaining about Zhong Tingyue, turned his attention to his own company, and continued: "Founder Investment Co., Ltd., it sounds like an investment company?"

"Yes. "Kangbo replied calmly, and then a bitter smile appeared on his face, "Sorry, Mr. Chu, my personal ability is limited. I have searched all industries, but I have not found a 'blue ocean' to make profits for the company. Now only the investment industry can meet your requirements of 'stable returns and low income'."

There are no emerging industries in China now, only a 'red ocean', where a large number of companies are fighting, struggling, and scheming, just for customers and interests.

Even the live streaming of goods that people know is a fierce fight. If you throw a brick from the sky to the streets of Shanghai, nine out of ten are live streaming sellers, and one is a broker.

You can see the competitive situation.

Of course, some industries have unlimited prospects and huge amounts of funds are pouring in, but those are all with high thresholds, just like the globally popular ChatGpt, which countless people are looking forward to.

Artificial intelligence can do it, but it doesn't have that strength.

Kangbo chose to give up poetry and distance, and decided to implement Chu Fang's instructions to him, 'stable returns and low income'. After choosing and choosing, it seems that only the investment industry is just right.