Back to 80: My Literary Life

Chapter 830: It can’t be spent. It can’t be spent at all.

It turns out that before Fang Minghua left the country this time, he discussed with Song Tangtang that he wanted to donate part of the funds to the country to support the construction of national defense science and technology.

It was inappropriate for him to come forward and tell the relevant leaders that he had no contact with the army, so Fang Minghua asked Song Tangtang to talk to their father and the relevant leaders of Yanjing.

Although his father-in-law has retired and is enjoying his old age, he still has considerable influence in the army. He saves a lot of unnecessary trouble and explanations by communicating with him.

The thing was done.

Fang Minghua laughed after hearing Song Tangtang's words: "It just so happened that my brother-in-law was promoted and transferred to Yanjing again? This is a congratulatory gift to him."

"Don't talk nonsense, my brother's matter has nothing to do with your donation!" Song Tangtang corrected him immediately.

"Okay, you're kidding." Fang Minghua said, "Also, donate 100 million yuan each to Western University, Western Polytechnic University, and Lanzhou University!"

"Huh? Western University is your alma mater, and Western Polytechnic University is the alma mater of your sister and brother-in-law. It's okay to donate money. Why donate to Lanzhou University?" Song Tangtang asked in confusion on the other end of the phone.

"I have a lot of feelings for Lanzhou University. Lanzhou University is located in the northwest. The place is too remote. Father doesn't care for mother. One hundred million won't solve the fundamental problem, but it can still do something. By the way, these three hundred million can't solve the fundamental problem. Don’t donate in my own name, transfer the funds to Shengshi Group and donate in the name of Shengshi Group.”

"Oh, your donation to the military will definitely not be reported. If you donate to three universities in the name of Shengshi Group, no one will know about you." Song Tangtang said.

"No one knows the best. People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong." Fang Minghua said with emotion.

"In this case, I want to set up scholarships and grants at Western University, just like you do at Stanford University." Song Tangtang put forward his own opinion.

"Okay, spend 30 million to do this." Fang Minghua immediately agreed: "Don't just go to Western University, Western Polytechnic University, or Lanzhou University, it won't cost much anyway."

The two then discussed it on the phone. Song Tangtang said that it would be more appropriate to provide grants and scholarships in personal names, and Fang Minghua agreed.

We also provide funding to the World Chinese Literature Foundation and the Entrepreneurship Foundation for Returned Overseas Students from Prestigious Universities. Song Tangtang made preliminary calculations and donated half of the 500 million he transferred back from the United States!

"Minghua, you are quite generous." Song Tangtang smiled.

"Be generous when you should be generous. It's not a good thing to have too much money. Oops." Fang Minghua said, glanced at the clock on the wall and shouted out loud.

"What's wrong?"

"It's 4:30. Xinxin Kindergarten is out. I have to pick her up quickly. No more chatting."

"Okay, you go quickly."

Fang Minghua put down the phone, hurriedly left the villa and walked towards the kindergarten.

Halfway through, I saw my daughter carrying a small schoolbag and jumping hand in hand with the little boy named Jim.

Heartbroken.

A week later, all the funds were transferred in place. Swiss Bank had a branch in San Francisco. Fang Minghua was invited to the branch's VIP room. With the assistance of a beautiful female manager, Fang Minghua opened a personal account and transferred 1 billion US dollars.

Naturally, Phillips, a personal financial advisor, followed suit.

After finishing their work, the two of them walked out of the bank gate. Fang Minghua said to Phillips, "When will you return to Chicago?"

"Mr. Fang, I don't plan to go back. I have already found a house in San Francisco and I plan to move there so that I can better serve you." Phillips said.

Oh?

"That's okay. I'll give you a gift when you move." Fang Minghua chuckled.

"Thank you, Mr. Fang, I have another suggestion." Phillips followed Fang Minghua down the steps with his briefcase and said, "You still have about 6 billion US dollars in the Bank of America. In order to increase the value of your assets and preserve them, I suggest you Use part of it to invest, such as buying bonds, gold, real estate, insurance, foreign exchange, etc. The U.S. bond market is very popular now, and gold is also promising.”

What kind of investment?

With this money alone, the annual bank interest is hundreds of millions of dollars.

You can’t spend it all, you can’t spend it all.

However, when Fang Minghua saw Phillips' fiery eyes, did he feel guilty about receiving $500,000 a year and doing nothing?

OK, then invest some.

"Phillips, then I will give you a billion dollars to invest. Remember! No leverage is allowed! Futures and options are not allowed, and no futures are allowed! You are not allowed to buy stocks now. You can take care of the rest." Fang Minghua warned.

"OK, I know that you are a stable investor. I will give you a detailed investment plan for you to review."

Finally, Phillips stormed off.

A week later, Phillips came up with a plan and handed it to Fang Minghua.

One billion US dollars has been gradually invested in the gold and U.S. bond markets, and he is also preparing to purchase several properties in the United States for future appreciation.

Fang Minghua looked at it carefully and agreed.

As long as you don't use leverage, it won't be a big problem.

After handing over these matters to Phillips, Fang Minghua no longer had to worry about it. The other party would send a briefing on the investment situation to his email every half a month. Although he didn't understand it well, he would naturally hand it over to Zhang Qing for help.

It's already mid-May, and the most urgent things in San Francisco have been completed. Fang Minghua is completely free. He picks up his daughter every day, mows the lawn, tidies up the garden, and of course writes.

The "Harry Potter" series is published at a rate of one per year. The fifth volume has been published at the beginning of this year, and the sixth volume is planned to be published next year.

But Fang Minghua has only written half of the sixth book. He has been busy writing other things in the past two years and has put this book aside. Now he can't delay it any longer.

The sixth Harry Potter book is called "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince", which tells the story of the protagonist Harry Potter's sixth year of study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (1996-1997).

Harry Potter got a potion book that once belonged to the mysterious Half-Blood Prince. With the help of the Half-Blood Prince's notes on the book, he was very successful in the potion class experiment.

But as the course progressed, the spells on these notes became darker and darker. At the same time, Voldemort tried every means to destroy Harry's world, and young people were also troubled by the hormonal disturbances of adolescence. Harry found himself increasingly attracted to Ginny Weasley. After Ron had a Gryffindor girlfriend, Lavender Brown, Rui Fang also had to face his feelings for Ron.

Alas. The little girl is finally going to fall in love!

That afternoon, Fang Minghua was doing homework in the study room when his cell phone suddenly rang. He saw that it was Zhang Qing calling.

"Mr. Fang, tomorrow is the weekend. I invite you and Daven to come to my house. We'll have some barbecue buffet."

"Okay." Fang Minghua agreed immediately.

Zhang Qing had invited them some time ago, but everyone was too busy recently.

"Come over in the morning, don't forget to bring your wife and children!" Zhang Qing reminded him on the phone.

Wife?

The acquaintances knew about the relationship between Li Li and Fang Minghua. Although they were not married, they sometimes jokingly called Li Li "Mrs. Fang".

Li Li was a little shy and didn't admit it at first, but she finally acquiesced.

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