118: Chapter 118: The Taste of Old Salted Fish 118: Chapter 118: The Taste of Old Salted Fish “Of course, I need to take it step by step, after all, my funds can’t cover everything immediately.”
“So, what are you thinking, and to what extent do you want to take this?”
Now that he had ample funds, Liu Jiayin also felt more confident.
“Comprehensively, let’s do closed-system breeding using the latest technology.
I’ve calculated it, and although the initial investment will be substantial, it’ll be smooth sailing; it’s convenient for later production expansion.”
“That’s not just a major initial investment, but ongoing high costs as well.
Your approach might minimize trouble, but I’m afraid it will be difficult to make any money, especially before the expansion is over,” Li Fugui advised.
“It’s okay, I’m not really planning on making much anyway.
The meat rots in the pot, money is spent at home, both are good things.”
Li Fugui nodded, “If that’s how you think, then I can be sure that in the future, hardly anyone in the country will dare to touch you.”
Zhao Guang added, “That would be best; isn’t that what I’m worried about?
With so much gold, if someone really tried to harm me, I couldn’t defend myself, plus I don’t want to live abroad.”
You want to have a large workforce and create a ‘Golden Body’ for yourself.”
Zhao Guang was a bit surprised, “How do you know so well?”
Li Fugui put down his glass, “What’s the big deal?
Seen it a lot in the banks, plenty of people want to secure their wealth once they have money.
Most people do charity, but there are also folks like you; it’s what others envy the most, even though it’s costly.”
Zhao Guang was very satisfied, it seemed his choice was correct.
“You’ve made a great choice.
There’s another benefit to what you’re doing; our province is poor.
Once you scale up, it could be considered a poverty alleviation project in a sense, and the authorities will definitely provide support.”
“So, there’s that advantage, huh?
Then, I’m even more willing to spend money.”
As for money, it didn’t really matter to Zhao Guang.
Regarding the luxuries of the wealthy, Zhao Guang neither understood nor was interested in them.
All he wanted was to steadily improve himself.
As for what use improvement was?
Well, that’s Transcendent.
“Excuse me, coming through.” The owner came in with a plate of skewers, and their conversation stopped.
Once the food was served, Li Fugui called out loudly, “Let’s eat, let’s eat; we can talk while we eat.”
Zhao Guang opened his face guard, but just as he did, a strong smell of salty fish filled the air.
“Damn, what’s that smell?
Turn on the extractor fan, quick!”
The odor was strong enough to make them lose their appetite.
“Been eating salty fish a bit too much lately,” Zhao Guang said nonchalantly, picking up a skewer to eat.
A moment later, the owner came back to add dishes but looked somewhat puzzled.
“Do we serve grilled salty fish now?
I wasn’t aware, better check with the chef; we don’t want to disturb other customers with the smell.”
Though the owner whispered, Zhao Guang, with his sharp hearing, caught every word.
Zhao Guang sighed inwardly, what could he do?
Who knew there’d be so much happening recently?
He was feeling some regret.
Had he known it would be , he might have waited a few more days to discuss this matter; it wouldn’t have been late.
After a while, they gradually got used to the smell and began chatting about family matters to distract themselves.
During the conversation, Zhao Guang asked with a hint of curiosity, “Speaking of which, why isn’t Da Guang here?
What has he been up to recently?”
Da Guang, that Zhao Guang mentioned, was the third oldest in their dormitory, Sheng Guang.
Sheng Guang came from the Northeast, from a very well-off family that owned a factory.
he didn’t quite fit in with most.
He fancied himself a playboy, and while at school, he’d be out and about constantly.
At one point, he was dating three girlfriends at the same time.
Unfortunately, he lacked time management skills and got caught.
In the end, all three confronted him, and Zhao Guang remembered it was a tough day for Sheng Guang.
Fortunately, it didn’t lead to serious trouble; expulsion was not out of the question.
However, after graduation, Sheng Guang didn’t change; he got even worse.
He was always on the move, traveling everywhere both domestically and internationally.
Zhao Guang worried that one day he’d die abroad, unclaimed.
Despite Sheng Guang’s playboy nature, they all got along well.
The wayward son was nothing but a rover; he was even less troublesome than wealthy scions like Li Fugui, which was somewhat miraculous.
“Last I heard from him was last month; he was in Brazil.
This month, who knows where he’s drifted off to.
He’s been all over the place,” Li Fugui said with a resigned expression, “Forget it, we’ll tell him whenever we manage to contact him again.
Though I reckon he won’t get involved in this; he says he won’t settle down for ten or twenty years.”
Zhao Guang waved it off; it was fine the way it was, he hadn’t expected that guy to come and help anyway.
They were brothers, but not everything had to involve everyone; respecting each other was important.
“Talking of which, Xiao Guang, are you sure your finances are in order?
Those gold bars can’t all be yours, right?” Suddenly, Liu Jiayin thought of something and spoke in a low voice.
Zhao Guang nodded, “The gold isn’t entirely mine, but the other owners are all our Chinese people.
Everyone loves our country, and when I said I wanted to develop our hometown, they all agreed.”
Seeing the puzzled looks on their faces, Zhao Guang reassured them, “Don’t worry, they are just like me.”
Isn’t that the truth?
But with company setup and all, he really had to get on with it.
As it expanded, there’d definitely be investigations into the company.
No, he should set up several offshore companies and make the internal structure more complex.
He didn’t understand this area; it seemed he needed to buy some books and study up.
“If you’re sure there’s no problem your end, then there’s no problem mine.
Here’s what we’ll do; I’ll resign tomorrow, and then I’ll focus on developing our province,” Liu Jiayin said as he finished his drink in one gulp, seeming to shake off his weariness in an instant.
Finally, he could pursue his dream; any other issues were not a problem anymore.
“Don’t rush it; make sure to plan the structure first.
Now that we’ve got the funds and connections sorted, the internal framework becomes crucial,” Li Fugui interjected.
Zhao Guang agreed, “Right, you also need to learn company management.
This new company is going to depend on you.”
I manage the company?
But isn’t this your investment?
Aren’t you going to manage it?”
Zhao Guang gestured dismissively, “I have other matters to attend to; being the chairman in name is enough for me.”