Chapter 9: What Can Hundreds of Thousands of Dollars Do?

In dormitory 222, Li Fu, Zhao Dongye, Wang Wanli, and Qian Jin were all attracted by Li Fu's game business plan, but when it came to the issue of money, they were all a little embarrassed.

"I definitely don't have money, and my family definitely doesn't have money to support me in starting a business."

Li Fu said helplessly. Among the four people in the dormitory, Li Fu's family was the worst, and he had no capital when it came to money.

"I can ask my family for tens of thousands, plus the New Year's money I have received since I was a child, I should be able to make up a small 100,000."

Wang Wanli pondered for a while. He was from Shanghai, and his parents were businessmen. His family was pretty good. He had several thousand yuan in living expenses every month, and he could find an excuse from time to time to ask his family for money to buy some petty bourgeoisie items.

"I don't have much money, but I can borrow some from my brother. 200,000 yuan is not a problem."

Zhao Dongye pondered for a while and spoke slowly. He was the son of an official in the imperial capital. His family conditions were very good, but his parents were strict about money. His monthly living expenses were not even as much as Wang Wanli's. But his brother was a rich man and had his own company.

The three looked at each other, and then looked at Qian Jin, the richest young man in the dormitory, who had not spoken. He was the only son of a real estate businessman.

"What can a few hundred thousand yuan do? It's not enough to play house."

Qian Jin looked careless with a smile on his face.

"I'll take care of the money. I can't do anything else, but I can still get some money. I'll call my dad now."

Qian Jin patted his chest and took on the task of raising funds with a solemn promise. After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and started to contact his father.

Soon, after a series of beeps, Qian Jin contacted his father.

"Hello?"

Qian Jin's phone was on speakerphone, and a strong middle-aged man's voice came over.

"Dad, it's me."

"The sun rose from the west today, and you actually called me on this weekend morning. Are you out of money again? Or are you going somewhere to play again?"

The voice of Qian Jin's father made everyone almost laugh. Since Qian Jin was admitted to the famous Yanhuang University in China, his parents have never refused his various requests. In the past, Qian Jin basically asked for money every time he called his father.

"Dad, can't I call you to communicate and express my feelings when I have nothing to do?"

Qian Jin was embarrassed for a while. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be true. There was nothing else to do except asking for money.

"I don't know how many tricks you have in your belly. Tell me, how much do you want this time?"

Qian Jin's father laughed softly on the phone.

"Well, okay, I want more this time."

Qian Jin was speechless for a while, and it seemed to be true.

"You want more? It seems that you have changed your girlfriend again?"

Li Fu, Zhao Dongye and Wang Wanli almost burst into laughter, but they tried hard to hold back.

"Dad, it's not about these things."

Qian Jin suddenly felt dark. Every time Qian Jin met a girl he liked and wanted to change his girlfriend, he would ask his family for more money to pursue her. In his words, having money may not necessarily get a girlfriend, but it is definitely difficult to get a girlfriend without money, so he is very generous in this regard.

"Oh? What's that? Tell me about it."

On the other end of the phone, Qian Jin's father instantly became energetic.

"Dad, it's like this. I'm going to start a business and need a start-up capital."

Qian Jin said very seriously.

"Tsk tsk, my son actually said he wants to start a business. Haha, it's true that a good father will have a good son. Well, dad supports you spiritually."

When Qian Jin's father heard this, he laughed happily, but it was obvious that he didn't believe Qian Jin was really going to start a business. He probably wanted to find a reason to ask for money for fun.

"Dad, I'm really not kidding. I'm really going to start a business. I not only need your spiritual support, but also your financial support. You should give me some more or less."

Qian Jin was speechless for a while. He was usually not serious, but when he was serious, others didn't believe him.

"Okay, okay, both spiritual and financial support, is 100,000 enough?"

Qian Jin's father also agreed with a smile, but still thought Qian Jin was just playing around, so he didn't take it seriously and casually asked for 100,000.

"Dad, you're sending away beggars. What can you do with 100,000 yuan? I'm not doing this for fun. You know Li Fu. He was the one who proposed to start a business together. Everything is almost settled, except for the start-up capital."

Qian Jin was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and he almost jumped up.

"It was Li Fu who proposed it. It seems that we have to be serious. How about this, 500,000 yuan, no more."

Qian Jin's father pondered for a moment and multiplied the amount fivefold. As his son's roommate, he had all the detailed information about Li Fu, and he had also met Li Fu. He knew that although Li Fu was born in poverty, he was not bad in all aspects and was very honest.

"Dad, what can these hundreds of thousands of dollars do? It's not enough for advertising or promotion. The four of us in the dormitory are all starting a business together. Wang Wanli and Zhao Dongye are also very optimistic about this project. If it really works, your son may be able to surpass you in the future."

Qian Jin would naturally not be satisfied with a mere 500,000 yuan in start-up capital. As a rich second-generation young master who has always been extravagant, he rarely wants to start a business on a whim. How can he afford 500,000 yuan?

"Even Zhao Dongye and Wang Wanli are optimistic about this project? It seems that you do have a good project. Well, that's good. It's never a bad thing to have more experience. Let's do this. I'll give you 5 million in advance. As for whether there will be additional funds, it depends on whether you can come up with a good result." Qian Jin's father pondered for a long time, and then slowly spoke. The funds increased to 5 million. 5 million is a very large number for ordinary people. Most people can't make 5 million in their lifetime. Countless people holding 2 yuan lottery tickets are dreaming of winning the 5 million jackpot. However, for those rich people, 5 million is nothing at all. Maybe a card game, a car, a dinner, a piece of jewelry, etc. can be easily spent. Qian Jin's father also thought that he would use this 5 million to give his son experience. Anyway, his son's path has been arranged, and he will gradually take over the huge real estate group he has won in the future. It's nothing to give his son 5 million to start a business now. Some wealthy people give their sons millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars to start a business. Qian Jin's father also thinks that Qian Jin is just playing around, so giving 5 million is already quite good, and he also promised to have follow-up funds, provided that he can show certain results.

Of course, the reason why he agreed to give Qian Jin 5 million to start a business was because of the other people in the dormitory, especially Zhao Dongye, the son of an official family in the imperial capital, who has always been very calm and sophisticated. Even he joined the entrepreneurial team, so Qian Jin's father thought that he should be able to make some achievements.

"Dad, give more, 5 million is not enough! If our business is successful, it will be no problem to make billions a year. Now is the seedling period, and we need more nutrients!"

Qian Jin smiled slightly proudly at the other three people in the dormitory. With 5 million in funds, it is enough to start a business.

"You're still making billions a year, and you're always talking nonsense. When your dad started, I was penniless and had nothing. Let alone 5 million, your grandfather didn't even give me 500 yuan."

Qian Jin's father was speechless. His precious son really didn't know how hard it was to make money. There are only a few companies in China that can make billions of profits a year.

"It's good to have an idea, but the key is to realize it well. This is the real skill. 5 million is already a lot of money. Many people may not be able to make so much money in their lifetime. Learn more and exercise well." Qian Jin's father said earnestly. Obviously, he had high expectations for his beloved son. Of course, he was obviously not optimistic about his entrepreneurship. He just regarded it as a training and a time to spend money for fun. "Okay, okay, you are really stingy. You only gave 5 million, and you are still so fussy. Wait until I show you the results and surprise you." Qian Jin pouted slightly. What he hates most now is listening to his father's preaching. It is a success to get 5 million. It is enough to just barely get by. At the same time, he secretly made up his mind to make some achievements to let his father see that he is definitely not the kind of rich second generation who eats and waits for death. Qian Jin secretly shouted in his heart that he could be admitted to Yanhuang University, one of the most famous universities in China, and he could also make some achievements.

"Haha, good, I'm waiting, nothing to do, just leave it at that."

Qian Jin's father smiled happily. He was quite satisfied with his precious son. Although he was a little willful, at least he didn't get some bad habits.

After ending the call with his father, Qian Jin smiled and said to several people.

"Brothers, I'm sorry, as long as it reaches 5 million, it seems that we have to save money in all aspects."

The other people were speechless for a while. People are so annoying when they compare themselves to others. There is no way. Who told him to master the technology when he was reincarnated? 5 million funds are too little.

"5 million, this fund is enough, which has far exceeded my expectations. Now it is difficult to distribute shares, because the funds you put in are too large, and we can't keep up at all!"

Zhao Dongye pondered for a while and said another very critical problem.

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