As Kang Bo introduced his company, Chu Fang stroked his chin, looking thoughtful. After Kang Bo finished speaking, he asked, "Don't tell me that your so-called investment is just depositing money in a bank as a fixed deposit."

"... ... " Kang Bo's lips twitched. "For ordinary people, bank fixed deposits are a good way to manage their finances, but for a company with registered capital of over 100 million, well... ... the rate of return is a bit low."

Mr. Chu, is your definition of investment limited to bank deposits?! ... Kang Bo really wanted to ask, but stopped himself, after all, he's the boss, so he had to save face for him.

"Then what should we invest in?"

"Invest in promising companies, buy real estate, stocks, government bonds, funds, gold, and other precious metals..."

Before the general manager could finish speaking, Chu Fang, not wanting to listen any longer, interrupted him and said slowly, "Alright, that's enough."

Kang Bo shut his mouth and rubbed his temples. Investing involves a lot of knowledge, which is hard for him to understand. Anyway, any industry that makes money requires brains, and he just happens to lack one. He then frowned and fell into thought.

Meanwhile, Liu Liu's subordinate had already registered his studio, Moon House Studio, and walked up to the two of them.

Seeing his boss deep in thought, he didn't dare to breathe loudly for a moment.

"Huh?" After a moment, he came to his senses and saw Liu Liu cowering there. A middle-aged man in his thirties was actually afraid of him, a twenty-one-year-old young man. He smiled and tried to appear friendly. "Finished?"

"Yes." Upon hearing this, Liu Liu relaxed and handed him the series of documents, which were stamped with a red seal.

"It would take me several days to finish this, how did you manage to do it all at once?" He flipped through the documents.

"Our company has received support from the government."

He nodded.

With a registered capital of over 100 million yuan, it's quite normal for the government to give it the green light.

"Thank you, I appreciate your help."

"Mr. Chu, please don't say that, I really didn't know..."

Upon hearing this, Liu Liu almost collapsed to his knees; he had never seen a company boss speak so kindly before.

He closed the documents, flicked the pages, making a crisp sound, and said to Kang Bo, "I don't understand investment matters, so you can do whatever you want. You can handle what kind of employees you want to hire. I'm temporarily handing over the company's power to you."

He paused, then continued, "But... I have a few requirements. First, you are not allowed to do anything illegal or criminal, or you will be fired immediately; second, apart from the registered capital, I will not invest a single penny into the company. Your salaries will depend on your own efforts, and by this time next year, I want to see a profit of one million in the company account."

Third, all your operations and investment activities will be recorded on video to preserve evidence. Furthermore, I will have professionals conduct unscheduled audits and reviews—I can guarantee this will be very frequent. Don't worry, I will cover the cost of these professional audits myself; the company won't need to pay for them.

First, let's talk about how to avoid chaos after a break.

Chu Fang really didn't understand investing. In his mind, investing was limited to bank fixed deposits and real estate speculation. Therefore, he couldn't understand the fancy tricks of the financial industry, which allowed people to make a lot of money by clicking a few buttons on the computer.

He doesn't understand the financial industry, but he knows what he wants.

A legitimate source of income that he can show to his parents, a job that can help him escape boredom when he feels life is dull, and something he can boast about to Zhong Tingyue.

As for the so-called profits, he doesn't care about them, and he doesn't want to get involved in illegal or criminal activities because of the company. He has plenty of wonderful life to enjoy, so it's not worth it.

The requirement of one million in profit is meant to put some pressure on Kangbo and the company's employees, so they won't just coast along like this.

If you deposit 100 million in a bank, the interest will be more than 1 million in a year, so this requirement is very low.

Kang Bo nodded solemnly, "President Chu, please rest assured."

Even without Chu Fang's emphasis, Kang Bo would have done the same. He is a middle-aged man with a family and two daughters. Now, all he wants is stability, a stable job, to raise his daughters and accompany his wife as she grows old. This is his greatest wish in life.

He was grateful to Chu Fang for the recruitment and for the company regulations they stipulated.

"Alright." Chu Fang cracked his neck from side to side, then patted him on the shoulder. "I'm leaving the company affairs to you. Take responsibility for anything that happens."

While speaking, he tidied up the studio's files and gestured to the other person: "Once I finish up the affairs of this studio, I should be able to go back to work at the company soon, and then you can relax a bit."

Kang Bo watched Chu Fang leave with the documents, a puzzled expression on his face.

Mr. Chu, are you out of your mind?

Instead of being the CEO of a company worth hundreds of millions, he's busy with trivial matters like registering a studio.

"What kind of studio did you register?" Kang Bo asked Liu Liu curiously.

“Interior design, fewer than ten employees,” Liu Liu replied, then added after a moment’s thought, “The studio owner is very beautiful.”

When Liu Liu first saw her during the registration, he was immediately struck by her extraordinary beauty, especially her ethereal气质 (qi zhi, a kind of refined elegance or aura), which resembled that of a fairy.

"oh."

Upon hearing this, Kang Bo immediately understood that his boss was a 'King You of Zhou'.

He gave up his company just to win a smile from his beloved.

That's alright then.

That's perfectly reasonable.

He slowly withdrew his gaze and nodded to Liu Liu: "Let's go, register President Chu's company and get it established as soon as possible."

"President Chu is... quite a nice person," Liu Liu said softly after a moment's hesitation.

“Indeed,” Kang Bo agreed.

... ...

As he left the Bureau of Industry and Commerce, he squinted slightly, placed the documents on his forehead to shield his eyes from the sun, and hailed a taxi back to his studio.

"Why are you back?" Zhong Tingyue was eating a boxed lunch with two meat dishes and one vegetable dish when she was stunned.

"It's done." He tapped the documents.

"So fast."

"There's no other way, I'm a person who values ​​efficiency, in short, speed!"

Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips, thought for a moment, and said seriously, "Too fast is not good either."

"Where is it not..." Chu Fang answered subconsciously, but halfway through, a feeling of unease arose in his heart. He looked around and saw that his colleagues were nowhere to be seen, so he moved a few steps closer to Zhong Tingyue. "Are you driving?"

"What do you mean by 'driving'?" Zhong Tingyue tilted her head.

“Driving is… …experienced driver, please take me with you… …This isn’t the bus to kindergarten… …” Chu Fang remembered scratching his head and racking his brains to think of a way to explain it.

Pfft!

Zhong Tingyue burst into laughter, her smile as radiant as a flower.

You know?

"I don't know, I only know that someone is fast."

"Damn it..."