2003: Starting with Foreign Trade

Chapter 171 Brothers, Women.

Compared to the slightly chilly weather in Ningbo, Guangzhou in mid-October still allows for short sleeves and shorts, making it arguably one of the most comfortable seasons in Guangdong Province.

It is estimated that the Canton Fair is scheduled to be held in spring and autumn, which is also due to this consideration.

The weather in 2005 was relatively normal. In Ningbo, after the National Day holiday and the end of the "autumn tiger" (a period of hot weather in autumn), it was generally a comfortable season, unlike the later December when the temperature was still in the 20s.

I don't know when it started, but the weather has become increasingly unpredictable.

"This place is much hotter than Ningbo, what fun could there be?"

"As for shopping, the electronics here are cheaper than in Ningbo. If you see something you like, you can buy some to take back with you."

Unfortunately, the Canton Tower is not yet completed. The Zhujiang New Town area is either a construction site or farmland, so there's not much to do. However, the old city of Guangzhou has its own unique charm. I'll take Qingqing there for a visit later.

Zhang Xupeng, driving in the front seat, curled his lip. Not only did Xiao Tan come herself, but she even managed to persuade Gu Qingqing to come along. Looks like things are going well between them.

As Zhang Xupeng drove, his eyes darted around. He hadn't originally planned to book a hotel for Tan Jincheng; he thought they could just make do at home. But now it seemed that wouldn't work.

However, we can't let this kid get away with it; we have to make things difficult for him.

When they reached the next intersection and were waiting at the traffic light, Zhang Xupeng sent a message to Liu Wenbin, asking him to book a hotel nearby, a higher-end one, but only one room.

Hehe, I'll bring Xiao Tan and the other two over then and see what kind of expression this guy makes.

“You said your new factory is under construction, and you’re so busy that you still came all this way. You could have just waited for me to get back. It wouldn’t have made a difference if you spent a few more days. If you really need money, I can transfer it to you first.”

"The necessary procedures still need to be followed. Besides, I also want to check on the situation of my Jinyi Industrial's exhibition hall. I also want to export Flashchip next year."

Do foreigners like electric scooters too? But with your production capacity, can you even supply enough for export?

"It should be about right. The new factory has five production lines, and the old factory has two. Next year, the annual production capacity can reach 30 units. It is possible to open up overseas markets with some of the production capacity."

As for whether foreigners will use electric scooters, is that even a question? In 10 or 10 years, China's production capacity for electric scooters will definitely be oversupplied. If we don't export them, where will we sell them to?
By establishing an overseas sales network in advance, we can cope with future changes in production capacity without any problems.

"Alright, it seems your ambitions are bigger, unlike me, who's content with just making some money."

“I’ve taken almost all the money I earned this year. Do you have any complaints? If you do, say so now. If your business fails next year and you can’t make any money, you can’t bring this up again.”

“I have no complaints. This is what you deserve. I can’t take advantage of you and then complain. Even if the company really can’t go on next year, you’ve left me with more than ten million in the account. With the rest of this year, at the very least I can keep ten million plus a house and a car.”

At 21, the worst-case scenario is an apartment in Beicang and another in Guangzhou, an Audi A6, and nearly ten million yuan in cash. What more could you ask for?

Zhang Xupeng suddenly added, "Oh, right, I'll give you that Taobao store too. It'll be easier for you to manage it together. I'll tell my mom later."

"There's no need for that. We agreed that it would earn some pocket money for my mom and your mom."

“That’s about right. My mom said a few days ago that she has about 30 yuan in the account, which is more than enough for my allowance. You were the one who started this, and I benefited a lot from it. You didn’t really need to take me with you back then.”

"This is really unnecessary. Besides, these hundreds of thousands are of no use to me. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been transferred to my mother's card."

“It’s really unnecessary, but I’ve been thinking about how you lost a lot of money by transferring the shares this time, so I can’t just leave without saying anything; besides, I can earn my mom’s allowance myself, and I can also open a Taobao store, which shouldn’t be too difficult.”

Then Zhang Xupeng laughed and said, "The company really can't give you any more money, otherwise it will affect normal operations. You know how much money I have, so the only compensation I can think of is what's in the contract and this. Just accept it, otherwise I won't feel good."

Having overcome his initial greed, Zhang Xupeng, now calmer, increasingly felt that Tan Jincheng's decision to transfer 37% of the shares of a trading company with a net profit of over 8000 million yuan to him for a maximum of only 7000 million yuan truly required immense courage.

At the same time, it was also the greatest care he could give to his brother. When his brother was so short of money, his first thought was to transfer the shares to him instead of selling them to someone else. Even brothers don't do that.

Although I only got 27% in the end, it still took a lot of courage, but that's how brothers are, right?
These are probably the only compensation options I can think of right now, but it's okay. Xiao Tan still retains 30% of the shares, so we can give him more dividends in the future. Who says dividends have to be proportional? We'll calculate it however the major shareholder says.

Sitting next to Tan Jincheng, Gu Qingqing listened to the two of them shirking responsibility and talking about starting with hundreds of thousands of yuan. She found it amazing. She had never seen such good classmates before. Even brothers couldn't be this close.
In fact, the situation when the two "separated" in their previous life was roughly the same. Neither of them held grudges; instead, they were considerate of each other. In their previous life, Tan Jincheng also went independent, and Zhang Xupeng gave him all the cash he could to support his second business venture. Unexpectedly, this situation remained the same in this life, despite the rapid expansion of funds.

Thinking of this, Tan Jincheng stopped talking and just smiled and said, "Alright, whatever you say goes. If you don't understand anything about opening a Taobao store, you can ask Qingqing. She's the one running my stores now."

"That's more like it. If we keep going, it'll make us sound too distant. What kind of relationship do we have? We're the ones who gave up going to college together."

"Damn, you have the nerve to say that? I wanted to go up and take a look, but you said you were going to work. How can your lousy junior college degree compare to my university degree? I seriously suspect you did this because you were afraid my diploma was higher than yours."

"Have some shame! You were the one who said you heard that you earned US dollars on the ship, and that one US dollar was worth more than 8 yuan, which is why I was tempted."

They chatted and laughed all the way to Zhang Xupeng's newly bought house. It was a three-bedroom, one-living room house with the living room and dining room connected. The house was not very big, but it had three bedrooms. In addition to the master bedroom, the two secondary bedrooms were not very big.

"Where will we stay?" Tan Jincheng asked, looking around.

All three rooms seem to be occupied. Surely they can't ask people to vacate their rooms?

“You’re not staying here, so I’ve asked Brother Liu to book a hotel for you. I’ll take you there in a bit.”

Tan Jincheng nodded and said to Gu Qingqing, "Sit down for a while. I'll sign the contract with this guy and then we'll go to the hotel to rest."

Gu Qingqing asked somewhat awkwardly, "Aren't you going to the Canton Fair?"

"Let's not go yet. Let's rest for a while and get used to the environment," Tan Jincheng said, squeezing her hand.

With Tan Jincheng holding her hand tightly, Gu Qingqing's unease lessened considerably. She was still somewhat nervous about suddenly being in a strange and enclosed environment.

Seeing that Gu Qingqing's expression had returned to normal, Tan Jincheng smiled and withdrew his hand from the support. He took out the drafted contract template from his backpack and rushed to Zhang Xupeng, who was getting mineral water for the two of them, and shouted, "Don't bother, the Canton Fair has started. I know you're busy too. Hurry up and get it done so you can get to the exhibition."

"You still need to drink water, since you're at my home. How about you buy a house here too? You can use it as staff dormitories for your company's exhibition attendees, saving you a lot of hotel money."

"We'll see when the time comes. Who cares where they live? You should take a look at the contract first."

Zhang Xupeng nodded: "If you have no objections, I'll buy you an apartment after the Canton Fair, in the same neighborhood as Beicang."

After saying that, he picked up the contract and looked at it carefully. In fact, he had already read the contract before, since the two of them had communicated a lot during the drafting of the contract. The reason he was going to read it again now was simply for An Tan Jincheng's sake.

Zhang Xupeng knew Tan Jincheng's personality; he was a very meticulous person, and if you didn't carefully review the contract that had taken so many days to prepare, he would definitely be unhappy.

When Tan Jincheng heard that Zhang Xupeng wanted to buy him a house, he couldn't help but smile wryly: "There's really no need for this. I'll give whatever amount I want, but you're making it sound like you're taking advantage of me."

Zhang Xupeng glanced at the two people sitting opposite him and smiled, "Then consider it my early wedding gift to you."

One sentence left Tan Jincheng speechless, while Gu Qingqing lowered her head in embarrassment.

Fifteen minutes later, Zhang Xupeng signed his name on the contract, and the two officially signed the contract. All that was left was for Tan Jincheng to return to Ningbo and complete the business registration change.

"I'll call Sister Liu in a bit and ask her to transfer the funds to your designated account next week. You can handle the rest of the formalities yourself when you get back."

"Okay, I'll arrange all of that."

Two copies were made, and each kept them safe. Jinpeng Trading, which was Tan Jincheng's first pot of gold, officially came to an end in what he considered a perfect conclusion. As for the remaining 30% of the shares, Tan Jincheng did not care much about them.

With the signing of the contract, Tan Jincheng completed the first phase of his plan, extricating himself from Jinpeng Trading, securing sufficient funds for Shanchi Technology, and completing the capital increase and production expansion.

After this year, FlashTech will appear before the world with a brand new look. Its two major brands, FlashTech and FlashTech, will focus on second- and third-tier cities and urban white-collar markets, and meet new challenges.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the hotel. I've booked it for a week for now. If you want to stay a few more days, you can extend the booking yourself."

(End of this chapter)