Chapter 83: I Started a Company

"Did you bring your medical records? You need to register for sick leave; once registered, you can go to Jinling Hospital to apply for medical insurance, which can subsidize quite a bit of money."

"Counselor, I wasn't hospitalized."

"Oh, not hospitalized? If you weren't hospitalized..." Counselor Yang paused, the pen in his hand stopping mid-fill on the form, "You didn't come to school for a week without being hospitalized? Are you trying to rebel?"

"No, Counselor, I started a company, and I've been busy with company matters these past few days," Xu Heng explained.

Counselor Yang looked up, staring at him speechlessly: "I'd sooner believe you were hospitalized than that."

Xu Heng couldn't help but laugh: "Counselor, I really did start a company."

He placed the documents he had brought beforehand on the desk. Although Counselor Yang had never started a company, the large red seal didn't look fake, and the document format was very official; Xu Heng's two-inch headshot and signature were clearly visible on the papers.

Xianwan Entertainment Limited Liability Company; date of establishment, 2007; company representative, Xu Heng.

His own student started a business?

Counselor Yang was startled at first, then relaxed.

This was a good thing!

The most important performance metric for counselors was the employment rate of students after graduation; Xu Heng being able to start his own business as a sophomore was equivalent to indirectly providing an optional destination for the students in his class.

It was just unclear what the scale of Xu Heng's company was, whether it was large or small.

Holding the documents, Counselor Yang coughed and said, "Being able to start a company is your ability, and our school also holds a fully supportive attitude toward student entrepreneurship, but don't get so caught up in starting a business that you neglect your studies; the knowledge you learn is a treasure that no amount of money can replace."

Having said this, he lowered his voice to ask: "Xu Heng, how many people are in your company, and what industry are you in?"

"I started a small company, currently with about thirty people, working in the card design industry," Xu Heng replied.

"Card design?"

Counselor Yang frowned while pinching his chin; he didn't quite understand what kind of industry card design was, mainly because card-based board games were not popular in the country yet, and very few people were engaged in or aware of this field.

"Can you elaborate? If it involves your company's secrets, then never mind."

"It's similar to taking the cards included with Raccoon snacks and selling them separately, but the card designs we make will be larger and better looking."

"Oh, then that shouldn't require much investment, right?"

"I invested twenty million."

"Twenty million?"

Counselor Yang wiped his face in extreme shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.

What was the concept of twenty million in '07?

In this day and age, three or four billion could get you on the Huaxia rich list; some cities didn't even have a single private enterprise with assets exceeding three billion.

Jinling was not a small city, but there weren't many private enterprises with over a billion.

These past two years, Jinling was in a period of seeking development; in order to push private enterprises to develop assets exceeding one hundred million, the government spared no expense in developing suburban rural land for these enterprises to use.

And for college students starting businesses, they generally only borrowed a few hundred thousand; being able to open a small studio was already a very good achievement.

Initially, Counselor Yang's conservative expectation for Xu Heng was within one million; even breaking one million would require special attention from the school.

And what did Xu Heng say?

Twenty million!

A college student investing twenty million to start a company!

Damn it!

Counselor Yang couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Twenty million; I'm afraid ninety-nine percent of the students graduating from their school would never earn that much money in their entire lives.

Never mind the students, he was a counselor—no, even if he earned a doctorate from Qingda, he might not necessarily earn twenty million in his lifetime.

Moreover, if Xu Heng could casually pull out twenty million to start a business, Counselor Yang didn't dare imagine how exaggerated the forces behind him were.

"I... I dare to ask, which enterprise is your family?" Counselor Yang asked cautiously.

Xu Heng smiled: "My family doesn't have an enterprise; my parents are both workers in a small city."

"Then this money..."

"I earned it myself."

"Good, good, good."

Counselor Yang thought to himself, where can one earn twenty million? Take me along to earn some too.

This was clearly an excuse to brush him off, but seeing that Xu Heng didn't want to go into detail, he didn't ask further, turning instead to say: "Is your company short of hands? We have some seniors who graduated a few months ago this year who haven't found jobs yet."

"If the seniors want to apply to our company, I would definitely support it with both hands, but our company was only established a few days ago, and the staff is temporarily full. How about this: when we expand our scale in the future, our company will prioritize the fresh graduates of our department. What do you think, Counselor?" Xu Heng offered a graceful exit.

However, he also wanted to recruit some fresh graduates because their requirements were generally lower, and their salaries were much lower than those of experienced professionals; besides, Jin Da graduates were high-quality resources, so recruiting them wouldn't be a loss.

It was just that Xianwan didn't need too many people for the time being; he had to wait until the company was profitable and developed other departments before there would be open positions for these fresh graduates to fill.

Counselor Yang wasn't in a rush either, nodding and saying it was good that he had this intention.

Then he talked to Xu Heng about the Welcome Gala.

This year's freshman Welcome Gala was truly full of twists and turns; Xu Heng had originally been eliminated by someone pulling strings, and he was too lazy to waste breath reporting it to the higher-ups, but as it turned out, the higher-ups accidentally saw a video of him singing. With one word from the leadership, the twenty-program Welcome Gala was forcibly turned into twenty-one.

And because it was the leadership who spoke, the students below had no right to intervene; even if Xu Heng wanted to refuse, he couldn't.

But Xu Heng learned of this news too late; he had just returned today and hadn't participated in a single rehearsal, so the people from the Student Union were a bit worried about whether he could anchor the finale well.

After all, as the final program, the audience would be somewhat sleepy and fatigued after watching a large batch of singing and speaking programs, and their aesthetic requirements for the program would also become higher.

Xu Heng's singing skills were good, but not to the point of being exaggerated enough to make students who had been baptized by twenty programs feel a sudden jolt.

Counselor Yang said that the school leaders would all be coming to this Welcome Gala, so there must be no mistakes. There was one last rehearsal during the public break on Wednesday afternoon, and the Welcome Gala was that night; he had to hurry and integrate into the program group.

Xu Heng smiled and said nothing.

After eating lunch at the cafeteria and returning to the dorm, Sheng Bo had finished class and was in the dorm with Zhao Gaoyang, both of them pondering stocks on a computer.

Sheng Bo was a bit surprised when he saw Zhao Gaoyang playing the stock market, asking him how he thought of getting involved in the stock market.

Zhao Gaoyang shook his head and said, it's not because our dorm has a stock god; I'm learning from the stock god, I'll definitely be able to fish money out of the stock market.

Sheng Bo then asked, "Which stock god? How come I don't know of them?"

Zhao Gaoyang pointed at Xu Heng standing at the doorway: "There, the stock god is back."