"Uncle, let's work together. I'll pay the lion's share, and you'll be responsible for operations and management. Let's make money together."
The two chatted about some details, and Xia Yu finally proposed cooperation.
"No, how can uncle take advantage of you? I'll pay for it!"
Jiang Lei really couldn't take advantage of the younger generation with the method Xia Yu proposed, so he spoke in a more generous manner.
"Uncle, it's better to directly acquire a related company than to start from scratch. It will definitely cost a lot of money at the beginning. I plan to spend 100 million."
"I…"
Jiang Lei was speechless for a moment. He thought it was just a matter of tens of millions, but he didn't expect Xia Yu to be so bold, or so rich, and directly asked for 100 million. If he didn't follow, he would be in a difficult situation.
"I'll also contribute 100 million yuan, and if it's not enough, I'll invest more."
Excluding the family property and the dowry for his daughter, Jiang Lei's net worth is about 2 billion yuan. 100 million yuan is the maximum amount he can take out without affecting the factory's production, and he may even have to borrow some more money.
But if you see an opportunity, invest. Business opportunities are fleeting. They are optimistic about the elderly care industry, and others are also optimistic. Now it's a competition to see who can get the upper hand.
The intention of cooperation has been confirmed, and the share ratio and responsibilities will be discussed later, but Jiang Lei should have a larger share, because Xia Yu can only make some suggestions and it is impossible for him to manage. He can't even manage his own company.
But when talking about shares, Xia Yu suddenly remembered that when he was reading books in the past, the most poisonous ones were some rebirth and entrepreneurship stories. They would just find a senior from the computer department or a roommate in the dormitory, and then give him a dozen or twenty shares, and then use their foresight to take the company public.
This is charity, and investing in technology doesn't make sense since there are no exclusive patents.
When starting a company together, the most important thing is the investment ratio. Real money is what matters. If you want to own more shares, then you can increase the capital later!
Xia Yu wanted to list this company. After all, he was not his biological son. He could cash out and make money in the end.
It doesn't matter whether he spends the money himself, invests it in new areas, or returns it to the parent company. In any case, this will not be the focus of Xia Yu's work.
After chatting with Jiang Lei in the study for the whole afternoon, it was getting late, so he simply asked Xia Yu to stay for dinner.
Jiang Baiying was drowsy after her nap and obviously didn't understand what was going on, but it was great to have dinner with her parents and seniors. She really hoped it could be like this every day.
Is it like this every day?
Isn’t Xia Yu going to be a son-in-law?
He never read novels about a son-in-law because he couldn't get the excitement, but the food at Jiang Baiying's house was really delicious, especially after they switched to using produce from Wanfeng Farm.
Xia Yu should have bought Wanfeng Farm as well, but now it is no different from what he bought. More than one-third of the poultry on the farm are raised in the neighboring Wanfeng Farm, and Jiang Lei also acquiesced to this.
In order to save a dinner, Xia Yu also invited Jiang Lei and his family of three to go to the concert hall to enjoy his performance tomorrow.
The couple really didn't know about this, but when they turned around and looked at their daughter, they knew she must know.
"He's an intern at the Shanghai Symphony Orchestra. He plays the cello beautifully and even performed in Beijing before!"
As soon as Xia Yu returned, the two got the answer from their daughter.
"What a monster! He's grown his business to this scale, and still has the energy left over to elevate his art to a professional level. I'm impressed."
Jiang Lei had to admit defeat. Last year, he thought a wild boar from nowhere had eaten his cabbage, but now he was just hoping that people would eat a few more leaves, and preferably even pack up the roots and take them home.
"What can I do if I'm not convinced? When you were young, I thought you had no artistic accomplishment at all. All you cared about was money."
Bai Lu rolled her eyes at her husband. She was also an artistic young woman in Shanghai back then. If it weren't for the family business, she really wanted her daughter to pursue a career in art.
“You can’t do art without money!”
What Jiang Lei said makes sense. If you want to be more than just a music or art teacher, art is very expensive. Xia Yu's guitar costs tens of millions, which is more expensive than many sports cars.
"In the final analysis, your daughter is just too dumb to balance her career and art like Xiao Xia."
Jiang Lei complained about his wife for the first time in a long time, but this time Bai Lu rarely refuted him.
"You're just too stupid to ask someone to improve your genes. I wonder if they'd care about that."
In order to increase the IQ of their offspring, some men deliberately choose to marry girls who are not very pretty but very smart.
If you ask why I don’t look for someone who is both beautiful and smart, it’s because God is fair. There are very few girls who are both beautiful and smart. Most of them sacrifice their beauty to become smart, and sacrifice their intelligence to become beautiful, just like 99% of the protagonists on Qidian sacrificed their parents to get the system.
The couple had this concern, but Xia Yu didn't mind. After all, it would be difficult for his descendants to surpass him in achievements unless the system could be inherited.
The novels Xia Yu had read seemed to have similar ideas, but they didn't mean much to the super-rich system. If you were already a super-rich person, your descendants would eventually become super-rich people too.
Wealth cannot last for more than three generations. If you lose your social status, can you still be called a super rich person?
However, Qin Shihuang did not expect that his Qin Empire would perish before the Second Emperor. Xia Yu still had to be prepared and train a good successor in the future.
Nothing happened that night. The next day, Xia Yu went to work as usual during the day. He was the boss of the company. At night, he came to the concert hall with his Italian gun on his back. He was an artist.
The evening performance was very successful. Jiang Lei and Bai Lu got to know Xia Yu again through this string quartet. However, happy times are always short, and Jiang Baiying's vacation balance is about to be reduced to zero.
School starts in late August, so she has to go back in mid-August, which is within these two days.
Jiang Baiying quit her internship at the company, packed her bags and prepared to return to the Maple Leaf Country.
Xia Yu said he would send a plane to take her there, so maybe she bought the plane ticket.
It's better to be assertive at times like this. He found that Xiao Jiang's personality dictated that she should be assertive so that she would be obedient.
On the morning of the 17th, Xia Yu personally served as the driver, taking Jiang Baiying and the luggage to Hongqiao Airport. Jiang Lei was busy with the new company's affairs and did not come with his wife to see their daughter off. Anyway, they knew that Xia Yu would arrange everything.
"Junior year is a crucial year. You have to study hard, but you can't just study blindly, you know!"
Xia Yu, who had only been in his junior year for two days, kept talking to Xiao Jiang in the car, acting as if he was very knowledgeable.
"I understand, senior. I will study hard."
"That's what a good kid does. I'll fly over to see you then."
Xia Yu rubbed Xiao Jiang's hair and said.
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