Chapter 69

Shanghai, XH District.

Inside a brand new office building.

Looking at his company, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but put his hands on his hips and say, "Tsk tsk tsk, not bad at all!"

"Brother Cheng, the things have been moved over, where should we put them?"

Walking in from the glass door outside, Wang Hu and the others carried a huge water tank, but didn't know where to put it.

"Just put it there, and by the way, go get me some feng shui fish and a money tree!"

Speaking to Wang Hu behind him, Zhang Cheng raised his head and said, "And here, by the way, set up a statue of the Martial God of Wealth for me!"

"Brother Cheng, why do we want to set up the Martial God of Wealth? Isn't the Civil God of Wealth better? A bit more refined!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng curiously, Wang Hu asked.

But after hearing Wang Hu's words, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "Are you stupid? If the Martial God of Wealth can't make money, we can still use force!"

"Oh, so that's it!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with sudden realization, Wang Hu reacted immediately.

After all, although the Civil God of Wealth is also in charge of business, he's definitely not as useful as the Martial God of Wealth!

Civil God of Wealth: What did you say? You look down on me? Heavenly Emperor, please allow me to descend to the mortal world and fight him one-on-one!

Arhat Subduing Dragon: What? You still want to go down and fight someone one-on-one, hahahaha!

Martial God of Wealth Zhao Gongming: ...

Crossing his legs, Zhang Cheng watched the endless stream of movers bringing things in, a happy smile on his face.

Because he never expected that he could stand firm in Shanghai with just 5.5 yuan.

Although there were many "methods" involved, this was also a normal business operation!

After all, the accumulation from one to ten is undoubtedly the most difficult, but from ten to a hundred, it seems much easier!

Playing with his phone, Zhang Cheng watched the short videos before him, narrowing his eyes.

Because the internet is very developed now, and if he wants to participate as soon as possible, he must make changes.

"Huzi, come here!"

Waving his hand, Zhang Cheng signaled to Wang Hu not far away.

"Brother Cheng, what's wrong?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng curiously, Wang Hu became confused.

"How many brothers are eating with us?"

Asking Wang Hu, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes.

"There are about a hundred, right? Now they are basically all delivering goods, you know, the 'smuggled goods' in Pudong need a lot of people to manage!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Wang Hu explained.

"Come, come, come, like this, call everyone over tonight, let's have a unified meeting!"

Patting Wang Hu on the shoulder, Zhang Cheng's face revealed a serious look.

"No, Brother Cheng, these people are all eating with us, you..."

Looking at Zhang Cheng with slight fear, Wang Hu became worried.

Because he was afraid that just as they started, Zhang Cheng would begin "clearing out" old employees.

"What are you thinking? I'm introducing a new way to get rich for everyone!"

Looking at Wang Hu seriously, Zhang Cheng became solemn.

The current funds are still too little, but in terms of making money, he, Zhang Mou, has "bad ideas"!

"Really or fake, Brother Cheng? You found a way to make money faster than 'smuggled goods'?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng curiously, Wang Hu asked, his face full of surprise.

"Nonsense, when has Brother Cheng ever lied to you!"

Looking at Wang Hu with a smile, Zhang Cheng grinned.

Night fell, and in the banquet hall of a hotel, dozens or hundreds of people were gathered here.

Standing above the stage, Zhang Cheng was wearing a crisp suit, like a "successful person," and said, "Brothers, friends, everyone knows me, right!"

"Brother Cheng!"

A unified shout, and the banquet hall immediately boiled over.

Raising his hand, Zhang Cheng signaled for everyone to be quiet, then took the microphone and said, "I know everyone follows me just to get a bite to eat. After all, the current social environment is no longer like the 80s and 90s. Back then, we could sit in a van, carry newspapers in our hands, and collect 'trash fees' all over the street, but can you do that now?"

Following Zhang Cheng's words, the people below immediately fell silent.

Because in the new era, the past is long gone!

It's a good thing for young people to have drive, but don't forget, three strikes scatter the righteousness of the pugilistic world, and your name is on every confession!

"Now, I'll give everyone a chance to start a business together and have a beautiful future together!"

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng turned around and said, "Huzi, go tell them how to do it!"

"Okay, Brother Cheng!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Wang Hu led people down and started teaching them how to "fleece the sheep" hand-in-hand.

And Zhang Cheng's idea was also very simple, which was the inspiration he got from the plane.

After all, even someone like Peng Jiahe who just returned from overseas could easily "borrow money," so why couldn't they?

And in this, Zhang Cheng wasn't excessive; he only charged a 70% handling fee.

As for the subsequent problems, he would be responsible for them, after all, he never intended to pay back the money from the beginning.

Zhang Cheng: Didn't expect it, did you? I didn't either, because there are still people giving away money for free these days!

Wang Hu: Brother Cheng, going all-in is wisdom!

As everyone began to skillfully operate their phones, more and more platforms appeared with a large number of users.

Just as the people in the banquet hall discovered business opportunities and began calling friends, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but reveal a smile.

Because he, Zhang Mou, really found a way to get rich!

As for whether these platforms would come to trouble him, Zhang Cheng didn't care at all; after all, he was already out running, who else did he need to explain to!

And your interest rates have already exceeded the law, so he, Zhang Mou, won't acknowledge a damn thing.

To be honest, if the law can't protect him, then naturally it can't protect those platforms!

Zhang Cheng: Do you know who HP learned their operations from?

Platform: Oh no, he's coming for me!

Lu Yan: This move, I'm familiar with it!

Five days later, Far East International Trade Company.

Zhang Cheng, sitting in the office, was using a calculator to reconcile accounts.

But at that moment, Wang Hu rushed in and said, "Brother Cheng, do you know how much capital we have now?"

"How much?"

Looking at Wang Hu curiously, Zhang Cheng asked.

"13.2 million!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng excitedly, Wang Hu didn't expect that with the people under him, they could actually earn so much money in just a few days!

After hearing Wang Hu's words, Zhang Cheng touched his chin and said, "Find a law firm to sign a contract, remember it must be professional, and then start an entertainment company, call it Far East Entertainment, focusing on live streaming and short videos, recruit a large number of people for me, prioritize poor students..."

Just as Zhang Cheng spoke and Wang Hu wrote it down, he said again, "You remember, when recruiting people, don't play tricks on me, otherwise I'll skin you alive!"

"Brother Cheng, how can you say that? I didn't go to middle school back then because I had no money, how could I bully those children!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Wang Hu couldn't help but explain.

But looking at Wang Hu before him, Zhang Cheng asked suspiciously, "Didn't you not study back then because you didn't pass the exam?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in embarrassment, Wang Hu turned his head with a guilty conscience.

"Get out, go do your work! If someone comes to find trouble, send the lawyer directly; if the lawyer doesn't work, make an appointment with them at the back door of the hospital!"

Looking at Wang Hu, Zhang Cheng waved his arm in disgust.

"Brother Cheng, why go to the back door of the hospital?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in confusion, Wang Hu was dumbfounded, because that place wasn't suitable for making appointments with people either!

"If you win, go home; if you lose, go inside! One-stop service! Is it clear enough, is it understandable enough!"

Looking at Wang Hu with annoyance, Zhang Cheng roared.