Chapter 63: Wang Chuan, You Be My Bar Shareholder

At the driving school entrance, Xin Chanxi caught up with Wang Chuan's steps, "Wang Chuan, I'll wait for the taxi with you."

"You need to practice hard—you almost drove the car into a ditch just now. When I pass on my first try and you don't."

Xin Chanxi pursed her lips, raising her eyes with hopeful anticipation: "If that's the case, and I fail while you pass, will you still come with me to practice driving?"

Wang Chuan flicked the brim of her red baseball cap: "It's only seven o'clock, not even hot—why are you wearing a baseball cap?"

He pulled out a light blue baseball cap and put it on: "What, you want to match as a couple's cap?"

Xin Chanxi's cheeks flushed slightly as she lightly tapped her index fingers together.

A screeching brake sounded; the Mercedes stopped, and a man stepped out from the driver's seat: "Xin Chanxi, you're here to enroll too?"

Xin Chanxi lifted her brow, her face filled with revulsion, coldly replying: "Tang Ao, mind your own business!"

Seeing another person step out from the passenger seat: "Cai Yueming! You~."

Xin Chanxi remembered: she had said she was coming to Nanshui Driving School.

Cai Yueming had just left Xin Chanxi's home, gone home to sleep, then been woken by Tang Ao's phone call, who asked if he'd found anything out—he said he hadn't.

Tang Ao angrily threatened: "Cai Yueming, you haven't completed your task. Today, I won't take you to the foot massage parlor."

Upon hearing he couldn't sneak into the foot massage parlor, Cai Yueming immediately revealed Xin Chanxi's morning whereabouts.

Tang Ao, staring at Wang Chuan—who was a head taller than him—wasn't the least afraid: "Stop. Who are you? Which class in senior three?"

Cai Yueming also stepped forward to block Wang Chuan and Xin Chanxi's path: "Do you know who he is? Mingzhou No. 3 Middle School's Little Overlord—Brother Ao."

"Cai Yueming, don't waste words with him—beat the little brat!"

Wang Chuan narrowed his eyes—he understood: these two were senior students who liked Xin Chanxi. 'Kids!'

His lips curled slightly: "Tang Ao, right? Hope you pray to the Buddha for protection."

Wang Chuan swiftly threw a left punch, striking precisely the ulnar nerve groove on Tang Ao's left elbow.

"Ow~~" Tang Ao's left forearm went numb and tingling.

His wrist was already tightly gripped by Wang Chuan: "I just told you—the Buddha doesn't protect the left!"

Wang Chuan extended his right hand and slapped him again—"Snap!"—Tang Ao's left cheek turned half-red.

Wang Chuan glanced at Xin Chanxi, then looked coldly at Tang Ao and said calmly: "Xin Chanxi, isn't your third uncle Xin Yisheng also polite to me, even thanking me?"

"Tang Ao, watch your mouth. This Nanshui Driving School is run by my third uncle—he's my third uncle's friend."

Hearing the name Xin Yisheng, Tang Ao's heart skipped a beat—he'd heard of Xin Yisheng's brutality.

His nickname, Doctor, meant he'd beat you so badly you'd never need to see a real doctor.

Rumors even said Xin Yisheng had blood on his hands.

Seeing fear flicker across Tang Ao's face, Wang Chuan made a gesture miming a mobile phone call to Xin Chanxi.

Xin Chanxi immediately pulled out her mobile phone, ready to dial: "Tang Ao, wait—I'm calling my third uncle right now to have him come over."

Thud-thud. Tang Ao dropped to his knees, sweat beading on his forehead: "Big brother, I didn't recognize your greatness—I offended you."

Tang Ao, this senior student who ruled his school, instantly wilted before Wang Chuan.

'Looks like this guy has deep ties to Xin Yisheng—probably a gangster who's seen blood with knives and sticks.'

'Better to retreat now than suffer defeat—Tang Ao, a true man knows when to bend.'

Beside him, Cai Yueming secretly rejoiced: 'Tang Ao, it's your turn. Go back and call your brother to get revenge on this guy. Better yet—let them both get wrecked, and I'll reap the benefits.'

Thinking this, Cai Yueming's lips curled into a faint smile.

Wang Chuan's cold gaze swept over him; Cai Yueming's smile vanished, and he dropped to his knees, bowing twice: "Big brother, I'm sorry!"

Having achieved his intimidation goal, Wang Chuan spat out one crisp word: "Go!"

The Mercedes engine roared to life, reversed, turned around, and sped off with a whoosh.

"Wang Chuan. Xin Chanxi."

After waiting too long without Xin Chanxi returning, Wang Jia was sent out by Sun Dalu to check.

Wang Jia saw Wang Chuan brutally beating Tang Ao and Cai Yueming—she hadn't expected that the handsome guy could turn into a tough, cool delinquent.

"Xin Chanxi, go back with Wang Jia to practice driving. I have to leave quickly."

Wang Jia silently thought: 'The Buddha doesn't protect the left—I've never heard that before.'

At nine a. m., Emergency Department, Mingzhou First Hospital—Wang Chuan had just finished a procedure and sat down in his office when he spotted someone familiar.

"Lin Weiwei, what are you doing here?"

Her wine-red sleeveless top accentuated her curvaceous figure; her black tight skirt and black tights crossed at the thighs.

Wang Chuan felt the mature allure of Lin Weiwei as the bar boss.

"Take a look."

Lin Weiwei handed him a contract.

Wang Chuan opened it—Equity Transfer Agreement.

Lin Weiwei said: "A shareholder of the Mingzhou Nanshan Blue Fire Bar wants to sell 10% equity—take this 10%!"

Wang Chuan had already planned to earn some money—besides buying stocks at a low price, he intended to establish a consulting firm using his past-life knowledge of medicine, law, and finance.

In June 2004, the 1999 Company Law was still in effect.

According to Article 23 of this law, the registered capital of a limited liability company is the total amount of actual contributions paid in by all shareholders as registered with the authorities. For technology development, consulting, or service companies, the minimum registered capital is 100,000 yuan.

Since actual payment was required, and he didn't yet have 100,000 yuan, he had to temporarily abandon the idea.

The Nanshan Blue Fire Bar had a total registered capital of one million yuan; Lin Weiwei held 65% equity.

"Wang Chuan, I know you don't have money now—I'll pay the 100,000 yuan for this equity transfer. Isn't your 100,000 yuan principal still sitting there, waiting to buy Tencent and Moutai stocks? I'll deduct it from there later."

Seeing Wang Chuan stunned, Lin Weiwei explained.

These past few days, she'd visited temples and prayed, unable to decide—until she went to a fortune-teller's stall below the mountain.

A fortune-teller cast a divination for her: "Love grows with time."

Lin Weiwei's realization was to first establish a partnership with Wang Chuan, with future prospects in mind.

"Lin Weiwei, why is this time different from the bar in Jiangcheng, where you held 100% equity? You only hold 65%."

"This is Mingzhou. Profitable businesses require local partners."

Wang Chuan sat down and pondered for a moment. "Lin Weiwei, Boss Lin, I not only appreciate your intention, but I also agree."

"I thought you were just going to say you appreciated it."

"Since we are partners, I have a few suggestions to share with you."

"First, transfer one hundred thousand yuan to my bank card. I will write you an IOU, and then I will transfer the one hundred thousand yuan to the shareholder transferring the equity. This clarifies the legal relationship and prevents disputes in the future."

"Second, when a shareholder of a limited liability company transfers equity to someone outside the company's shareholders, the existing shareholders have a right of first refusal. Therefore, please have the other shareholders confirm in writing that they waive their right of first refusal."

"Third, regarding the principal portion for Tencent and Moutai, I won't take it. Next year I will have money, and by then I will open an account in Hong Kong myself."

After speaking, Wang Chuan walked up to Lin Weiwei and said one more thing: "Your 65% plus my 10% totals more than two-thirds. For major matters concerning the bar, we can veto with a single vote."

Lin Weiwei smiled charmingly, clapped her hands softly a few times, and said in a gentle voice: "I knew it. Wang Chuan, your legal knowledge is excellent. What you said, I actually asked a lawyer about, and their explanation was the same as yours. Next year, you should still take the bar exam to become a lawyer."

She stood up, extended her hand, and said: "Wang Chuan, you and I are business partners now."

Her burning gaze fixed on Wang Chuan. "Please guide me!"