Chapter 15: "This Person is a Good Choice"
Xincheng University, Dormitory 303
Fang Hong sat alone at his desk, continuing to refine the top-level structure of Qunxing Capital, including drafting documents like the "Articles of Association."
After a while, he glanced at his phone and saw that it was already after 17:00 in the afternoon. He decided to stop working and take a short break.
He knew that establishing the five companies would take time—it wasn't something he could complete in a single day. But there was no rush. Time was on his side.
"The establishment of five companies requires a lot of people," Fang Hong murmured to himself, falling deep into thought. As it stood, his social circle consisted mostly of students—young people stuck in the ivory tower of academia. In his eyes, they were unreliable, naive, and inexperienced.
For the roommates in Dormitory 303—Xu Jingren and Wang Ping—Fang Hong had already made plans for them, so he couldn't rely on them for this particular task. It wouldn't be appropriate. As for his family and relatives, they were not even worth considering. He dismissed the thought almost immediately. They simply wouldn't understand or support his ambitions.
If he involved them, they would only ask endless questions, demanding explanations and telling him to finish his studies first. In their minds, ambition was something to be frowned upon. They didn't know any better, and Fang Hong didn't have the time or energy to waste trying to change their worldview.
His family came from humble backgrounds—migrant workers, living on the bottom rungs of society. Their limited understanding made it impossible for them to grasp the big picture of what he was trying to achieve. It was pointless to even try.
He would prove himself first, and once he succeeded, returning home would be easy. At that point, even if they didn't understand or agree with him, they would have no choice but to respect his accomplishments.
While Fang Hong was lost in thought, a name slowly began to form in his mind: Cao Chenghui. This made him snap out of his musings, and a faint light of realization appeared in his eyes.
Cao Chenghui seemed like a perfect candidate for what Fang Hong had in mind. Though he wasn't the most brilliant person, he was much better than most of the peers Fang Hong had encountered in his social circle.
Fang Hong had known him for some time now—since their first encounter at the internet café—and he had a pretty good understanding of who Cao Chenghui was. The man was 32 years old, ran a small shop, and owned an old house in Xincheng. He had a stable life, a wife, and two kids in elementary school. The only real hiccup recently was the stock market plunge, which had left him somewhat bored with life.
Cao Chenghui had two main hobbies: playing StarCraft and stock trading. While he liked gaming, his real passion was in the stock market. However, after the market crashed earlier this year, he had promised his wife to quit trading. Despite this, he secretly continued to play with his personal funds, even using some of the family's surplus to make larger bets. His adventurous spirit showed that he was willing to take risks, even if it meant stepping into uncertainty.
Compared to the sheltered students living in the ivory tower, Cao Chenghui had real-world experience. His social exposure had given him a much better sense of reality. For the business Fang Hong was building, Cao Chenghui would undoubtedly be a better choice than most.
One thing Fang Hong had in mind was setting up a trust fund for the fifth company, which required some dealings in Hong Kong. Fang Hong wasn't planning on running the errands himself. If he chose Cao Chenghui, he could simply send him to handle the paperwork and processes. Afterward, Fang Hong would review everything himself and make sure nothing went wrong.
Fang Hong didn't care if Cao Chenghui made a few mistakes—he would easily spot them. And even if he didn't, the losses wouldn't be significant enough to matter. The key was to make sure Cao Chenghui took care of everything, while Fang Hong managed the larger picture.
"Then it's settled—Cao Chenghui will do," Fang Hong decisively concluded.
Given his background, Cao Chenghui wasn't someone destined for greatness in finance, but that didn't matter. Fang Hong knew he could utilize his abilities and work with him. Additionally, with his "social reputation system," Fang Hong could later improve Cao Chenghui's skills in operation management by exchanging "operation" item cards. This would allow Fang Hong to maximize Cao Chenghui's potential.
No one was beyond use if handled correctly.
With his decision made, Fang Hong put these thoughts aside and began focusing once more on improving the company structures, particularly drafting essential documents like the Articles of Association. The groundwork needed to be done now to ensure everything was in place when the time came.
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Friday, August 8
That morning, Fang Hong arrived at the internet café on time. Cao Chenghui was already there, ready for the day's work.
Today was significant—an important summer Olympic Games event was set to take place at 8:00 PM, but that was far from Fang Hong's primary concern.
By 9:33 AM, just three minutes after the market opened, Fang Hong made his move.
"It's over, sell it," he said succinctly, pointing to White Cat Shares (600633) on the main board of the Shanghai Stock Exchange. The stock had hit its daily limit the previous day and opened 9% higher today. Fang Hong saw the opportunity and decided to cash out.
"Tomorrow, the company will announce its semi-annual results, which will likely trigger a price surge. But today is the best time to sell and lock in the gains."
Despite the stock likely rising again tomorrow, Fang Hong wasn't interested in holding onto it. There were always new opportunities, and he planned on using today's profit to reinvest elsewhere.
Cao Chenghui, following Fang Hong's instructions, quickly sold his shares as well. As the stock price hit its peak, both Fang Hong and Cao Chenghui completed their transactions smoothly, securing their profits before the market inevitably cooled.
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