Zhou Xun!
That was the president of Puling Capital, a financial company.
But only Song Chuan, an outsider, knew how difficult it was to establish Puling Capital.
At the beginning of Puling Capital's founding, Zhou Xun was extremely short on funds, so he sought help from every capital source he could reach.
This was the scene before him.
They all rejected him.
In the end, it was Zhou Xun's college roommate, Su Hang, who invested. Su Hang's father then became the major investor in Puling Capital, holding the largest share.
Even though Zhou Xun worked hard afterward, he was still working for the father and son.
Song Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly, perhaps this was an opportunity.
A notification popped up on his phone. Song Chuan glanced at the message, which showed that 4.61 million had been credited to his account.
The Shuxiang Yayuan parking lot, with a total of thirty spaces, had all been cleared by the property management.
This was the remaining payment the property management had transferred to him.
Some parking spaces sold for 200,000, others for over 200,000, totaling 6.61 million.
It was a considerable income.
But this was Jingbei.
For Song Chuan, this money would be gone after buying a single apartment.
It's not worth it to just buy a house with that money; it's better to invest it.
On the investment information app, other investment projects have high costs, and the returns aren't that impressive.
But if the money could be used to invest in a person...
That person is Zhou Xun.
That would be a great deal!
"Excuse me, did you get the wrong room?"
Even though Zhou Xun was at a low point in his life, he still maintained his courtesy when he saw Song Chuan at the door, as he raised his head.
Then, Zhou Xun had already gotten up from the sofa, ready to close the door.
Song Chuan walked past him, his sneakers crunching on the mess on the floor, and sat down on the sofa.
He rested his hand on the armrest and tilted his chin slightly towards Zhou Xun.
"I heard what you were talking about just now. You want to start a company and get investment, right?"
"Where's the company establishment plan? Let me see it."
"You?"
Zhou Xun put his hands on his hips, his smile laced with sarcasm. "Little brother, you don't mean to say you're going to invest in me, do you?"
"You look like you just graduated from college. The money you've saved up in the past couple of years is probably only a few tens of thousands of yuan, right?"
"If you want to invest, go find a pancake stall outside. You might even become a shareholder with that amount of money. Don't come here and joke with me."
Rubbing his throbbing temples, Zhou Xun pointed towards the door. "Get out. I'm in no mood to talk about this right now."
Compared to Zhou Xun's age...
He was around twenty-seven or twenty-eight. No wonder he thought Song Chuan was young.
After all, Song Chuan had transmigrated.
He was a bit younger.
The company's founding proposal was at his feet. Song Chuan bent down, picked up the document, and shook off the water stains.
He only flipped through a few pages before landing on the last one.
All this verbose wording.
He didn't need to look.
Because he knew what Puling Capital would become later on.
What Song Chuan was truly interested in was the investment budget for the company's founding.
The moment he saw the budget, Song Chuan's heart clenched!
Four million six hundred and ten thousand three hundred.
Good heavens!
It was exactly all of Song Chuan's savings!
However, Zhou Xun had left the company's public account on the proposal. This account was to make it easier for investors to track the flow of money after they invested.
Song Chuan was already entering his account information on his phone.
Watching his actions, even Zhou Xun was stunned, his brows slightly furrowed.
Could this kid really have money to invest?
Maybe he's from a wealthy family?
The phone on the table suddenly made a "ding" sound, even Zhou Xun was very surprised.
He quickly picked up his phone and took a look, and saw that there was indeed four million six hundred and ten thousand three hundred yuan credited to the public account.
"Puling Capital has been established, I am the major shareholder, the money has been transferred."
"You can start setting up the company."
"As for the company, you contribute the effort, and I'll provide the money. Although you're also a shareholder, I'm the boss, and you should treat the boss with the proper respect."
Zhou Xun had just swept everything off the desk in a fit of rage; all the documents had been on it.
Now, Song Chuan was picking up a share agreement from the floor. After finding a pen, he quickly signed his name on it.
He looked up.
He saw Zhou Xun had already dropped to his knees in front of him.
"What are you doing?"
"Boss, didn't you say I should show you some respect? This is my respect!"
Regardless of where Song Chuan got the money, since he had invested in him and solved his immediate problem…
Zhou Xun felt intense gratitude towards Song Chuan!
"Boss, are you satisfied with my attitude?"
"Very satisfied."
After the contract was signed, Song Chuan tossed it into his arms and patted his shoulder, "Work hard."
"Alright, get up."
"Yes."
No one knew how confident Zhou Xun was in the establishment of his company!
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so determined to seek investment.
But no one was willing to believe him.
Song Chuan was the only one who believed him.
Zhou Xun gritted his teeth.
He definitely wouldn't let the boss down!
But when Zhou Xun came to his senses, Song Chuan had already vanished.
Did the boss just leave?
He was still planning to treat the boss to a good meal, to thank him!
It was at this moment.
The phone buzzed, and a call came in. It was from his college roommate, Su Hang.
Zhou Xun answered the phone, eager to share this incredible news with Su Hang.
As soon as the call connected, Su Hang's excited voice came through: "Zhou Xun! Don't bother begging those people. My dad agreed; he's agreed to invest in you!"
"Su Hang, thank you, but a big boss just invested in me…"
Song Chuan, coming out of the private room, naturally made a quick getaway.
He'd been holding back a pee, and by now, he could barely contain it anymore.
He rushed into the restroom.
Song Chuan found a stall, unzipped his pants, and began to relieve himself with a flourish.
He had only just started when a scream erupted behind him.
"Ah, Brother Song Chuan... you're peeing... I... I didn't mean to see you... peeing..."