I am the only one who practices magic: I practice magic in the city

Chapter 195 Private Equity Fund (Second Update)

"When K < 0, the singularity (0, 0) is a saddle point and is unstable."

"When K>0, the singularity (0) is the center and is stable."

You're done! You're done!

Fang Yu quickly wrote the last step of the proof on the paper, drew two sketches of an ellipse and a hyperbola, checked it briefly, and handed in the paper.

Ordinary differential equations is Fang Yu's last exam. After finishing it, he can have his winter vacation early.

However, this winter vacation doesn’t matter to Fang Yu. He is a local and he doesn’t go home during the winter vacation.

At most, I would go back to spend New Year's Eve with Lao Deng, go out with him to pay New Year's greetings on the first day of the New Year, and go to my grandfather's house on the second day of the New Year. Apart from that, I would still stay in Wenhuiyuan or the company at other times.

Fang Yu actually doesn't have any requirements for living quality. He can live in the Banyan Tree villa at 38,000 yuan a night, and he can also get used to Wenhui Garden at 3500 yuan a month.

As long as it's clean.

However, recently he has really thought about buying a detached villa.

If for no other reason, the main reason is that the first batch of spirituality from Japan has arrived!

Basically, the bottle of spirituality is now growing at a rate of less than ten days to fill one bottle. There is a stone base underneath this thing. The bottle of spirituality must be placed on the base, and it must be in the same plane as the magic circle that collects spirituality.

So he couldn't put this thing into the Boundless Messenger and could only put it in another bedroom in Wenhuiyuan's house.

But this thing is too fragile, more fragile than an ordinary glass bottle. Once broken, the spirit in this bottle will immediately return to the astral realm, and the spirit will have been collected in vain.

However, I still have to go back to the dormitory after the exam.

He and Huang Xiang are locals, but Lu Xuechang and Luo Ziming are going home for the holiday, so he plans to let these two adopted sons treat them to a year-end dinner.

As soon as I entered the dormitory, I saw Luo Ziming lying on the bed in the dormitory, motionless, wailing: "Water~ I want to drink water~"

Huang Xiang brought a stainless steel lunch box from the side, and there was a stainless steel spoon next to the lunch box: "Come on, Dalang, it's time to take the medicine~"

"What's wrong with Old Luo?" Fang Yu leaned over to take a look, only to see that Luo Ziming's face was pale, as if he had lost too much blood.

Luo Ziming did not choose ordinary differential equations and finished his last exam yesterday morning. He was fine during the exam, so how did he become like this?
"No, it's okay. I just had a minor surgery yesterday afternoon and the doctor told me not to move." Luo Ziming blushed and stammered.

Fang Yu rolled his eyes: "What surgery?"

Lu Xuechang chuckled, and just as he was about to speak, Luo Ziming glared at him. But glaring was useless, Lu Xuechang didn't care at all, and reached out to cover Luo Ziming's eyes: "A few days ago, Marshal Luo felt that his fast speed must be because his BP was too long. So he went to the hospital to make an appointment for a BP surgery. After the exam yesterday morning, he went to cut it in the afternoon."

"I did that for hygiene! You know shit! Didn't you see that all the squids had to have their ligaments cut? What's there to laugh at?" Luo Ziming pushed Lu Xuechang's hand away angrily, but perhaps he hurt his wound and groaned in the middle.

Fang Yu sneered, "It's just a bp cut, you're being so hypocritical, it's been a day. A few months ago, Xu Dong went to the Youth League Committee meeting the day after his bp cut. Look at the group photo, he's smiling so brightly."

Xu Dong is the monitor of their class and is devoted to his career.

Huang Xiang chuckled, "Xu Dong's was done in a regular hospital, unlike our CEO Luo, who relied on Qianxun search and found a Putian system, spent twice as much money, and suffered a lot."

"Chihiro?" Fang Yu frowned when he heard these two words.

Ever since Qianxun inexplicably found him last time and offered a purchase price of 40 million, which he rejected outright, this crappy company has been poaching people from Youzi Technology.

Of course, under the operation of Qianxun, that silly female senior strategic investment manager, Yuzi Technology has indeed not lost a single person, so even if there were, there is nothing to worry about.

But when a toad crawls on your feet, it doesn't bite you, it just annoys you.

I don’t know what Qianxun’s strategic investment department was thinking. They would hire such a stupid woman to be an investment manager. It seems that this strategic investment department is also bullshit.

No wonder Qianxun has not made a single successful strategic investment in recent years.

The market capitalization has changed from the three major players, BAT, in the beginning, to now being an order of magnitude behind those two.

Moreover, the incident of selling "Liao Bar" a few days ago made quite a big deal. Today, it is still on the hot search list, with things like Qianxun responding to stop cooperating with the hospital involved and the original bar owner returning.

If Google's creed of "don't be evil" is pure nonsense, then Qianxun's creed of "simple and reliable" is more like a wish.

The wishing users are so simple that they don’t think about anything and just rely on Qianxun.

"Old Luo had his BP cut, but he bled too much and had to get several stitches. Even if it heals, it will probably leave a scar. It is said that it will be very ugly in the future, hahaha." Lu Xuechang finally got a chance to retaliate.

"Medical accident?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows. "Which hospital? Let's go and ask them for an explanation."

"No, no, no, it's nothing. You just need to lie down for two days at most." Luo Ziming was shocked and waved his hands quickly.

Fang Yu frowned: "Why are you so cowardly? If it doesn't work, tell me the name of the hospital and I'll go find them."

Luo Ziming hesitated and refused to tell the name of the hospital.

Fang Yu glanced at his other two adopted sons in confusion, and immediately realized that there must be something else going on.

Huang Xiang and Lu Xuechang's faces turned red from trying so hard to hold back their laughter.

“Hahahahahaha.” Lu Xuechang held his stomach, “Old Luo, no, I can’t help it. I have to say it.”

"He chose this hospital because the nurse who introduced the surgery to him was pretty, and she also said that she and the doctor would perform the surgery on him. He got carried away and chose the most expensive surgery method, which required a disposable stapler, and paid three thousand yuan."

Luo Ziming sighed, "Alright, alright, don't add fuel to the fire. Old Fang is not an outsider anyway, I'll tell it myself." Fang Yu raised a pause gesture, "Wait a minute."

After that, Fang Yu moved a chair, found a bag of melon seeds from Luo Ziming's table, and started coughing: "Okay, let's finish."

Luo Ziming: “…”

"It's mainly because the hospital's advertising was good, saying they would do surgery in the morning and exercise in the afternoon. There were also many patient reviews on the website. Don't laugh, really. If you searched, you would be fooled."

Luo Ziming cursed a few times and continued, "The nurse who prepared my skin was indeed pretty. I joked with her for a few words, and she laughed so hard that her body shook. She was very gentle when I was preparing my skin, but in the end..."

"And so you raised the flag?" Fang Yu never hesitated to assume the worst of Luo Ziming.

Luo Ziming blushed and stammered: "It's not... this..."

Fang Yu gasped. No way, so fast? Was what Wang Xiaowen said true? It seemed that his malice was not enough.

Fang Yu was surprised: "That wouldn't have ended up like this for you, right?"

Although it sounds a bit abnormal, it is actually... damn, I can't really say it's normal, it's actually quite abnormal.

However, it certainly won't affect the treatment.

"The main reason was that the nurse didn't have time to hide, and she was bending over when she was preparing the skin..."

hiss~
Luo Siyan, Luo Siyan, you are such a talented person.

Luo Ziming sighed and blushed like a monkey's butt: "I know it's embarrassing, but the nurse wiped my face and comforted me that it was okay."

"Then the doctor came in. It was a male doctor. Halfway through the operation, he suddenly told me that the new technology couldn't be used in my case. I could only use the old-fashioned technology of scissors and stitches. But because the previous consumables had been used, the money I paid couldn't be postponed. I had to pay another 1,800 yuan."

Fang Yu frowned. Isn't this typical blackmail?

Damn it, this black-hearted hospital must be taught a lesson.

"Are you just going to let it go?" Fang Yu couldn't understand. Although Luo Ziming was a bit creepy, he was not usually so cowardly.

"I also said at the time that I would not give it to him and would file a complaint against him." Luo Ziming felt aggrieved but not that aggrieved, "The result... the result..."

"As a result, the female nurse said that the male doctor who performed the operation was her husband!!! Hahahahahahahaha." Lu Xuechang was laughing so hard that he fell backwards.

Fang Yu took a deep breath.

Damn, this doctor is not kind enough and charges too little.

"Forget it." Fang Yu waved his hand. He had originally wanted to secretly cast a spell like regenerating vitality on Luo Ziming, but now he saw that it was unnecessary.

You deserve it.

"Then when will you and Mr. Lu go home? The school officially starts the holiday on the 18th. You can't leave on the 18th? You can't even buy tickets." Fang Yu was a little depressed. It seemed that he couldn't get this meal.

"Marshal Luo and I have signed up for the social practice of visiting our alma mater. We will pick up the materials the day after tomorrow and leave after that." Lu Xuechang was eating melon seeds. "Lao Fang, will you live in the dormitory next semester?"

Fang Yu's mind moved. In the past four or five months, he rarely returned to the dormitory and basically lived outside. It couldn't be seen now, but over time, the relationship between roommates would definitely become distant.

"Hey? Let me ask you, are you interested in starting a company?" Fang Yu ate melon seeds. "If you are interested, I can lend you some money, and then use the start-up capital to start a private placement. How about that? Are you interested?"

"Private equity? Didn't you set up some kind of Youzi Technology? Why do you want to do private equity again now?" Huang Xiang carefully spat the melon seed shells onto a tissue, like a rabbit god.

Fang Yu shook his head: "It's not me who does it, it's you who do it. I can be your client."

The people in the dormitory are actually pretty good people. Although they are not saints, their character is above that of ordinary people.

If you want to maintain a good relationship with your classmates or roommates, it is best not to do business together. If you become a leader, it is best not to recruit your friends to work under you, otherwise the friendship will definitely change.

Fang Yu still has feelings for these roommates, and he doesn't want to be without anyone to chat with in the future. But if the life trajectories of both parties diverge more and more after graduation, they will definitely gradually stop contacting each other.

Think about it, how sad.

Since he doesn't want to make these adopted sons his subordinates, the best way is to make them his second-party.

For example, suppliers and private equity fund managers.

You can become their client or investor, which not only helps them to succeed, but also reduces the grudges between both parties.

"Last year, no, it should be the year before last. A policy was just released the year before last allowing the establishment of private equity funds, and the investment threshold was not high. I thought you could definitely do one for fun." Fang Yu was cracking melon seeds.

These sunflower seeds were roasted by Luo Ziming's mother and sent to Luo Ziming by express delivery from her hometown. They were in vacuum-sealed bags weighing two kilograms each, and more than twenty bags were sent.

It's quite fragrant.

"A private equity fund must have at least 10 million in net assets. Where can we get it? Relying solely on your investment?" Huang Xiang said angrily.

Fang Yu nodded: "Yes, I invested."

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(End of this chapter)