Xu Yunlei is the real owner of Tusheng Car Company.
In his early forties, with a crew cut and a slim figure, he exudes an efficient aura.
The black Range Rover stopped in front of the warehouse, and as soon as he got out of the car, he saw Feng Biao and Chen Cheng waiting at the door.
Carrying a bag, Xu Yunlei walked over to them, took off his sunglasses, and greeted them.
Feng Biao, grinning, said, "Brother Lei, my childhood friend Chen Cheng here, wants to sublet this warehouse."
Xu Yunlei sized up Chen Cheng and said with a smile, "So you’re the new owner of Willow Tree Treasure Hall?"
Chen Cheng smiled, "Mr. Xu, I’ve long admired your reputation."
Xu Yunlei shook hands, "Xiao Biao often mentions you."
He then took out cigarettes and handed them to both before Feng Biao quickly pulled out a lighter to light his boss’s cigarette.
"Well then, Brother Lei, Dacheng, you guys chat first, I’ll go ask around the park area..."
"It’s just us friends here, why are you leaving?" Xu Yunlei said bluntly, "You always overthink things."
Feng Biao chuckled and stayed.
Xu Yunlei took a drag and continued, "Xiao Biao said you want to rent the warehouse, what do you plan to use it for? I must clarify in advance, my warehouse was previously used for storing cars, there are some things that can’t be stored."
Chen Cheng, well-prepared, calmly said, "Mr. Xu, rest assured, I’m just setting up a boba tea shop, it’s all raw materials and packaging, absolutely no contraband."
Xu Yunlei nodded, then asked, "How long do you want to rent?"
"Let’s start with one year, if the business goes well, we can extend the lease," Chen Cheng answered.
Feng Biao quickly interjected, "Brother Lei, Dacheng here also needs to assemble a fleet, we’ll buy the cars from our company. About the price..."
Xu Yunlei pondered for a moment, "Here’s the thing, I won’t beat around the bush, the rent for this warehouse is normally sixty-five thousand per month, I’ll give you a discount, sixty thousand, what do you think?"
"Mr. Xu has given such a great offer, of course, I’ll take it," Chen Cheng said with a smile.
"That’s decisive!" Xu Yunlei laughed, "Then shall we finalize it ?"
Chen Cheng nodded, "No problem, I’ll transfer a year’s rent directly to you. Just give me your account number."
Faced with the forthright Chen Cheng, Xu Yunlei was even more straightforward.
He said, "Since you’ve given me so much face, I’ll knock off another two thousand each month, fifty-eight thousand. That’s six hundred and ninety-six thousand for a year."
"I’ll round it down for you, six hundred and ninety-five thousand, shall we sign the contract?" Xu Yunlei added.
Chen Cheng laughed heartily, "Mr. Xu really is straightforward, let’s settle on that then."
"I’ll have Xiao Biao bring you the contract."
Xu Yunlei curiously asked, "You don’t seem short on cash, why get into the boba tea business? The competition is fierce."
Chen Cheng smiled faintly, "Well, I’ve got some spare cash recently and thought I’d give it a try."
Hearing this, Xu Yunlei became interested, "Oh? When your boba tea shop opens, be sure to let me know, I’ll bring friends to support you."
"Definitely, definitely," Chen Cheng promised with a smile.
The two exchanged pleasantries for a while before saying goodbye.
Feng Biao followed Xu Yunlei back to the car company, and Chen Cheng took a deep breath.
Compared to the nearly 700 thousand annual rent for the warehouse, he was more concerned about the contents of the two documents he had purchased for 3.3 billion US dollars.
He returned to his car, took out his phone, opened his email, and saw two emails still marked as unknown.
Following the chronological order, Chen Cheng opened the second email.
The attachment was a PDF file titled "Piert Trust Fund 2022 Dividend Statement."
He steadied his emotions and carefully checked it.
The file began with a lengthy legal declaration and disclaimer, which Chen Cheng skipped, flipping to the last page to find the key information—the list of beneficiaries and their dividend ratios.
The beneficiary section listed two names.
One was Alina, followed by a string of unfamiliar English addresses.
The other was Joelson Richard, the son of Piert and Alina.
The dividend ratio made Chen Cheng’s heart skip a beat:
What did 10% of CGG imply?
Chen Cheng quickly flipped back to the beginning of the document to find information on the Piert Trust Fund.
This was a family trust fund established in 1998, founded by the globally renowned investor and deceased financial tycoon Piert Richard.
Its main investments included stocks, bonds, real estate, artworks, etc., with total assets amounting to an astounding 300 billion US dollars.
10% of 300 billion meant a whole 30 billion US dollars!
Chen Cheng felt dizzy, confirming several times that he was not mistaken.
He had thought that his own fund pool of 30 billion RMB was already the ceiling, but compared to the financial giant that was CGG, it was merely a speck.
He calmed himself down and carefully read through the document, trying to find more useful information.
According to the document, the Piert Trust Fund allocates 5% of its annual investment earnings to charitable causes, with the remaining 95% distributed proportionally among the beneficiaries.
That meant, in addition to these 30 billion US dollars in dividends, based on CGG’s current revenue, nearly 800 million US dollars in earnings were accounted for each year.
Chen Cheng put down his phone, recalling Su Liya, who had been pestering him relentlessly, calling him uncle.
According to the agreement, if she successfully obtained her share of the trust fund, her net worth would exceed 30 billion US dollars overnight.
And this was something Wen Shulin didn’t know.
Chen Cheng rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.
He had thought Su Liya was just a wealthy, quirky heiress, which was why she dared to be so reckless in front of him.