No wonder they are so excited, the profits are really too huge.

The investment managers present all understood that low returns meant low risk, while high returns meant high risk. The projects, stocks, and funds they handled daily were all based on stability, which meant stable returns and low risk, and naturally, lower commissions.

It’s not that they don’t want to pursue high returns, but that they dare not.

Who is the major shareholder of Dongshen Wealth? Gu Shuanghui.

For example, let's say you're given 100 million yuan in capital and are guaranteed to make a legal profit of 100 million yuan a year after tax, with no losses. Which investment manager here can guarantee this? No one dares. Why should you share a share of a guaranteed profit?

But Gu Shuanghui can do it.

Therefore, everyone in Dongshen Wealth understood that this company was used by him to share the money with Wang Jianguo and Si Mingyu. This was very normal in the industry, so everyone honestly sought stability. After all, although the commission was not much, it was above average in the industry, and it might not be that much in other places.

But that doesn't mean they don't want more profits.

Everyone thought Song Yanming's move this time was a bit of a gamble, a virtual failure. If he had lost billions of dollars, he might have suffered less if he had just gone to the rooftop.

But in the end, Song Yanming won the bet, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he became a god in one battle.

When he promised each person a reward of one million, several middle-aged employees almost died from excessive excitement.

You have to know that their job for these three days is to follow Song Yanming's instructions to operate and collect information. It is a bit like overkill for these investment elites to do this job. Any person who has just been in the industry for a few years can do it.

So this bonus is equivalent to picking it up for free.

Song Yanming, too, easily pocketed 10 million in three days, after taxes. While this amount was insignificant compared to those renowned investors, 99% of investors in Shanghai couldn't match his daily returns. And without any worries or risk, it was a steal.

What Song Yanming is most proud of is: those who earn more don’t have as low hairlines as me, and those who have thick hair don’t earn as much as I do.

"Please make sure everything is sorted out properly so there are no mistakes. You can choose a place for the company to go for a week-long vacation. The budget should not exceed three million." Song Yanming left after saying this. He had to make a phone call to tell the shareholders the news.

There was an immediate cheer in the office. You have to know that there are less than twenty people in the entire company, so the budget given by the boss can be said to be quite generous.

I sent a WeChat message to ask first, and then called after finding out that Si Mingyu was available to answer the phone.

"Mr. Si, this is Song Yanming. Well, I'm calling you to tell you some good news. The company has made a lot of money from investments these days. It's only natural, this is what we should do. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Si. The money will take a few days to arrive. Although there are issues with taxes and exchange rates, your profit will definitely exceed 1 billion. There is absolutely no problem. Thank you, Mr. Si, for thinking of us. I will distribute the bonus according to the regulations."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yanming breathed a sigh of relief. Mr. Si, though young, wasn't a demanding person. After hearing the good news, the first thing he did was discuss everyone's bonuses. A boss like that was well-liked by his subordinates.

For the vast majority of workers, timely and generous compensation is their only pursuit. As long as the money is in place, they don’t mind working like a slave.

As for the major shareholder, Gu Shuanghui, and the second-largest shareholder, Wang Jianguo, Song Yanming simply called their secretaries and received the following response: "The boss knows."

Song Yanming knew that the big boss would not look down on such a small amount of money, so this reply would be enough.

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Si Mingyu arrived at Dongshen Wealth in the afternoon because he had to attend classes. He had arranged for someone to come over yesterday to complete the paperwork for purchasing an office space, and his signature was needed.

When he entered the door, he felt that the receptionist looked at him as if he were looking at gold coins. Perhaps he was overthinking it.

In fact, this is the case. The fact that they made over ten billion US dollars in three days is no secret within the company. Among them, ten billion Chinese yuan belongs to Si Mingyu. Even making a life-size statue with gold would not cost so much money.

The most important thing is that Si Mingyu is young and handsome. The young lady has already started thinking about how to make this shareholder remember her. However, looking at Lin Shirui who is following behind Si Mingyu, she feels that this task is a bit difficult.

Because they had been staying at the company for three consecutive days, everyone who had participated in the operation had gone home to catch up on sleep, and no one cared whether they could sleep or not. So there were not many people left in the company, but without exception, they all hurried out to bow and greet.

Although they did not participate in the project and did not receive the one million yuan prize, they said "Hello, Mr. Si!" sincerely just for the free play that week.

Song Yanming was woken up by a call from the front desk lady. She had to report Si Mingyu's arrival to President Song as soon as possible.

He didn't go far, but instead booked a room in a hotel above the Shanghai World Financial Center and had a profound and simple chat with his female secretary about the true meaning of life. At this moment, after receiving the call, he hurriedly got dressed and went downstairs.

When he arrived, he saw Si Mingyu chatting with a middle-aged man.

"Hello, Mr. Si. I'm sorry I wasn't here when you arrived." Song Yanming didn't dare to call Si Mingyu his nephew in front of outsiders. That was the face given to him by others, so how could he take advantage of it?

"Mr. Song has been busy for several days, so I didn't let anyone notify you." Si Mingyu politely pulled out a chair for him.

"Thank you, Mr. Si." Song Yanming hurriedly thanked him. This small gesture showed that the other person was taking care of his status.

"Boss Song is here, so I'll tell you about it now." Si Mingyu pointed at the blueprints and said, "I'm planning to set up a company. I originally wanted to buy a 1,000-square-meter office on this floor, but Boss Song made some money for me today, so I'm planning to buy the entire floor."

Turning to the middle-aged man, he said, "Is it okay to buy them together?"

The other person nodded and replied, "No problem. But if Mr. Si wants to buy a floor, I recommend the 77th floor. After all, there are too many high-rise buildings in Shanghai, and the view from the 7th floor isn't very good."

"Are there any companies on the 77th floor?" Si Mingyu asked.

"Morgan Stanley's Magic City office in the Fifty State Federation. But you don't have to worry about it. Just let them move out when the time comes." The middle-aged man's meaning was very clear. As long as you want to buy it, you can definitely buy it.

"There's no need for that. There aren't any big companies on the 67th floor, right?" Si Mingyu felt it wasn't worth it to offend anyone.

"Not really."

"Then it's the 67th floor." The decision was made happily.

"Mr. Song, the expenses will be directly transferred from the profits from this round. We will use half ourselves and rent out the rest. Dongshen Wealth will also move in. I'll trouble you with the renovations."

"No trouble, not at all." Song Yanming said repeatedly.

"Then sign the agreement? But it will take a few days for my money to be transferred."

"Don't worry about the money. Just transfer it if it's convenient." The middle-aged man prepared the agreement quickly.

The office worth 250 million Chinese yuan belonged to Si Mingyu.