Rebirth in the 80s: From street stalls to the spotlight of domestic products

Rong Zhijian is already in his 40s, with a rosy face and full of energy. Although there are light wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, it adds a bit of elegance to him. Because at home, Rong Zhijian does not wear suits and ties, but wears casual clothes. .

Seeing Wang Muzhi come in, Rong Zhijian put down the newspaper in his hand and stood up. An elegant and confident temperament came to his face, making people couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Wang Muzhi put down his things, stepped forward, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Hello, Mr. Rong, I am Wang Muzhi. I have heard of your name in mainland China. I feel very honored to see you today."

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the young are better than the blue. I have heard from Zhaojie about your operations in the stock market. It is really surprising that you can do this. What's more, I also heard that you are from a small mountain village. It is indeed not easy to start from scratch and reach this point today.”

Rong Zhijian's easygoingness surprised Wang Muzhi.

Everything he said revealed his appreciation for himself.

This left Wang Muzhi a little confused.

It stands to reason that although I am somewhat capable, it is not the turn of a big boss like Rong Zhijian to be so polite to me, right?

With doubts, Wang Muzhi sat at the dinner table.

There is no big fish or meat on the dinner table, only some simple meals.

"Sit down and say, I haven't seen a young man like you for a long time. In addition, I want to know where you got the confidence to short the Hang Seng Index. How did you predict this stock market crash? What happened to me during this stock market crash?" The loss is not small. It is estimated that the only people who can make money at this time are you and Mr. Buffett."

"Mr. Rong, I was lucky enough to bump into you. I believe you have heard about Chen Kai. I'm just trying to catch up. It's my ancestor's blessing that I can win money. There's nothing to say." As he spoke, Wang Muzhi picked up the wine. The bottle is opened.

"Mr. Rong, this is the Fenjiu I gave you. I wonder if you like it?"

After taking one bite, Rong Zhijian nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, this wine is quite old. Are you wondering why I took the initiative to find you?"

"That's true, but I seemed to have figured it out just now."

"What do you think."

"You should also be aware of my background in the Mainland. The money I make now has exceeded their expectations, and I am even a little overwhelmed. After all, the systems in the Mainland and Hong Kong are different, which may bring disaster to me. I think Uncle Jiang I said hello to you."

"Hahaha, Mu Zhi, if you were a child of my Rong family, I would definitely train you personally. No wonder you can make money in the stock market. Your brain is indeed faster than others."

Although there was no direct answer, Rong Zhijian's reaction proved that what Wang Muzhi said was correct.

Thousands of miles apart, Jiang Feng was still paying attention to him, which made Wang Muzhi feel warm in his heart.

"Muzhi, tell me what you think. What are you going to do next? I also have some friendship with him. Since you are his nephew, I have to give you some face, otherwise when I go to Yanjing next time I’m embarrassed to go to his house for dinner.”

Wang Muzhi has already thought about this issue.

He can make money, but whether he can keep it is another matter.

This is one billion Hong Kong dollars, and it has already attracted a wave of attention from the outside. When they find out that they are mainlanders without much background, then this money will become their own trouble.

Wang Muzhi will not sit still and wait for death.

The current domestic development environment is not suitable for investment, but Xiangjiang is one of the fastest-growing places in Asia, and establishing a foothold here has become a necessary choice.

"Mr. Rong, I don't plan to take away this fund. I plan to open an investment company in Xiangjiang. I wonder if Mr. Rong is interested in participating?"

"To be more specific, no one would think that they have too much money. I am still more interested in making money."

"I'm going to open a private equity fund. Mr. Rong can put some of the funds with me and I can operate it on my behalf."

"This doesn't seem to be anything special. There are many companies like this in Xiangjiang, and several of them even cooperate with foreign banks. If I want to find one, I can find several at any time. Why should I choose you?"

Rong Zhijian said it very clearly. In business, he could take care of Wang Muzhi, but he could not do business at a loss.

“Because there’s something special about my company.”

"Ok?"

“Unlike other companies, I take 50% of the profits.”

In other words, the profits earned are split [-]-[-].

This made Rong Zhijian laugh.

"Muzhi, do you really dare to say that taking a large commission is something to be proud of?"

"But what if I can guarantee 100% profit?"

As soon as these words came out, Rong Zhijian couldn't help but look at Wang Muzhi a few more times. The movement of picking vegetables with chopsticks stopped in mid-air, and he looked at Wang Muzhi in disbelief.

As for Rong Zhaojie, who had been silent next to him, he was even more shocked.

Looking at the whole of Xiangjiang, whoever dares to say such things without shame will probably be scolded like a dog if others hear him.

Since ancient times, there has been no principle in doing business that you can only make money but not lose money.

If another person had said this to him, he would have been kicked out long ago.

Rong Zhijian put down his chopsticks and looked at Wang Muzhi. After confirming that Wang Muzhi was not joking with him, he frowned and paused. After more than ten seconds, he still shook his head.

"Muzhi, it's a good thing for young people to have confidence, but your big talk like this will only reduce my favor for you. I really can't think of any way for you to make sure you make money without losing money."

"Mr. Rong, I will write this in the contract. The annual income will not be less than 10%. If you are willing to invest, in order to express my respect for you, I will pay a certain deposit to your account. This way you won’t be afraid of me cheating, but it’s just this once and it won’t happen next time.”

"In the past three years, you are still the first person to say these eight words to me."

"In the past five years, I am also the first person to survive the stock market crash and still make money."

“What is the investment limit?”

"The minimum is [-] million."

"hiss."

Rong Zhaojie felt a bit toothache.

This one hundred million is not empty, but it is real money. Can my father really agree to it?

"Young people are interesting. I haven't paid much attention to the 10 million yuan, but I really want to see how you can create [-]% income for me."

"Mr. Rong, for others it is 10%, but you are my uncle and we are a family. I can unilaterally sign a contract with you to increase the income to 20%."

"I'll wait and see." Rong Zhijian suddenly became very curious about Wang Muzhi. He saw in this young man a stronger momentum than his own back then. This is a character that many young people nowadays do not possess.

In their view, not making mistakes means making meritorious deeds.

It's rare to be like Wang Muzhi.

"It just so happens that Zhaojie has agreed to invest in my company, so let Zhaojie be responsible for Uncle Rong's funds."

"I will arrange the financial payment tomorrow, cheers."

"cheers."