Is it easy to register a company? It's very simple. The minimum registration capital is 30,000 yuan. Any natural person can easily register a company. But running a company, even if it's composed of a few people, is extremely difficult. Because the company has to generate income to be considered a normal company. How difficult business is, the salesperson can understand one or two.
Qin Ze called Nan Man Pei in the morning and asked her to help him register a company. According to the normal process, he needs to wait five to seven days to register a company, but Nan Man Pei has a wide range of contacts and is able to help him jump the queue.
Queen Bae was quite surprised to hear that he was going to register a company. She smiled and said, Qin Ze, do you have a plan? Su Yu told me that you have the idea of starting your own business.
Qin Ze did not deny it and said with a wry smile, My position as the general manager was taken away. I came out to start my own business in anger. I don't know if I'm dead or alive.
Nan Man Pei laughed, Don't try to get me to invest. Our friendship is friendship, business is business.
Qin Ze sighed and said, "How can I? I can't cheat Sister Pei."
Nan Man Pei thought for a moment and said, "Su Yu has always said that your business ability is very strong. I don't pay attention to how strong it is, and I don't have time to pay attention to it. If you really want me to invest, make some achievements first. It's not that Sister Pei doesn't want to help you. You can't talk about favors in business. Otherwise, sooner or later, you will be dragged down by messy favors. You have to remember this. You have to be firm in your principles. When I invested in Su Yu, it was actually out of sympathy. Even so, I only invested 50 million yuan. "
Qin Ze said weakly, "Your Majesty also sympathizes with this little one. Not much, 20 million yuan is enough."
Nan Man Pei laughed and scolded him and hung up the phone decisively.
Then Nan Man Pei sent a phone number to him and asked Qin Ze to call this number. Of course, it was impossible for the busy woman to do such a small thing as registering a company.
At noon the next day, Qin Ze received a series of company information such as a business permit, an account opening permit and so on. He spent the afternoon going to the bank to open a basic account and an ordinary account. From then on, a shell company was formed. According to the normal course of events, the next step should be to find the office address. The company address on the information was fictitious.
In the evening, after Qin Bao Bao got off work, she was overjoyed with her business license and said that she would be the boss's wife in the future.
Wang Zijin complained at the side, saying that they were shareholders.
Qin Bao Bao sprayed salt soda on her best friend's face, saying that she was the lady boss.
After that, Qin Ze watched a catfight between Qin Bao and Wang Zijin at close range. Although Wang Zijin ran and worked out every day, Qin Bao Bao was a dancer. Her explosive power was much higher than the latter. She also practiced the deadly scissors kick. Wang Zijin was defeated by this move. The elder sister rode on the younger sister of the Wang family to show off her strength. She learned from Qin Ze and spanked her, saying that it felt good.
Qin Ze took out Qin Bao Bao's treasured snacks from the tea cabinet and happily watched the battle between the two women that lasted for five minutes.
Wang Zijin pitifully acted like a spoiled child: "Azé, your sister is bullying me."
That appearance, that attitude, Qin Ze's body shook and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
Qin Bao Bao gently patted her best friend's head: "This is my brother. He won't stand on your side. Azé, come, feed your sister a bite of potato chips."
Qin Ze put away the business permit and other company information. It was rare for him to go into seclusion in his room and not flirt with his sisters.
The "small goal" set by the low-level system was to earn 100 million in a month. She really wanted to spit out a mouthful of salted soda to kill it. But on second thought, it didn't mean that he couldn't do it even if ordinary people couldn't do it. Although the system was low-level, it was still a system. I'm a man with a system.
But even with the system, this task was not easy. First, he only had about 4 million available funds. Even if he grabbed a stock that hit the daily limit every day, it would be impossible to earn 100 million in a month. Futures was possible, but he wasn't as good as stocks in futures. Secondly, the low-level system couldn't predict the future. It gave a reason that time was the universe's greatest mystery. If it could predict the future, it wouldn't be pushed here by other systems.
Other systems were awesome. They could change the world's structure and lower the human's IQ. They could create a gourmet restaurant out of nothing and pull the host into a dungeon.
Other than giving him a few skill books, his system didn't seem to have any tricks up its sleeves.
"Damn you, host. Without me, you'd still be a salted fish." The system flew into a rage out of humiliation: "A salted fish that can only look at your sister's fat CI and drool."
"You know too much." Qin Ze chopped his head with a hand knife. He was the one who hurt.
Qin Ze had an unfinished business plan in his mind. It was supposed to be an investment plan for the next month for "Amassing Profits". That was good too. He didn't want others to take advantage of it. However, there were two flaws. First, this plan was suitable for investment companies, not individuals. Second, the profits weren't 100% guaranteed. There was nothing 100% in the stock market.
From writing the plan to revising it, Qin Ze spent five days. During this period, other than catching up with the news broadcast, he spent most of his time writing at the table. Other than that, he would run with Wang Zijin in the morning. Sometimes, he would write until midnight and fall asleep on the table. Just the draft alone was enough to fill an entire book. There were a lot of stock analysis, current news, and financial reports in it.
Qin Bao Bao once woke up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet. She saw that the light in her brother's room was still on. She pushed the door open and saw that he was sleeping on the table. His sister was heartbroken. She frowned and whimpered: "What are you doing? Don't torture your body. If you don't have a job, you can find another one. Do you really want to start a company? Our family doesn't lack money. Why do you have to work so hard? "
Yes, this was very like the people of Shanghai.
Qin Ze patted his sister's hand and said longingly: "I must have money. Lots and lots of money."
He held his sister's hand affectionately. He looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Qin Bao Bao's heart was touched. She said shyly: "What do you want to do after you have money … …"
Qin Ze laughed: "Three palaces and six courtyards, 72 concubines, wahahaha."
Qin Bao Bao's face turned stiff.
"Sister, what's wrong?" Qin Ze saw his sister's "dull" expression.
Qin Bao Bao pointed to the bed expressionlessly and said: "Go and lie down."
"What?" Qin Ze was alert.
His sister said lightly: "The deadly scissors legs are thirsty for blood."
His sister said hatefully: "You still want to have three wives and four concubines? Unless you step over my dead body. "
Qin Ze was helpless. In the novels he read in the past, the protagonist's family would definitely have sisters who were not related by blood. The sisters only had eyes for the protagonist. All the men in the world were not men. Even if the protagonist had a fling outside, they still had to be understanding of him. If the protagonist was dumped by a beautiful girl, he did not even need to shout "Life is full of ups and downs." The sisters would automatically jump out to slap the female supporting character's face, hugging the protagonist's arm and saying: "Hubby, how can this kind of woman compare to her?"
Qin Ze was completely different. His sister hugged his arm and shouted similar lines. It was definitely not to help him slap his own face, but to break up his relationship with Qin Ze. The poor girl who had not even kissed him was kicked away by him just like that.
Not only that, Qin Bao Bao could not rub sand in her eyes. Fling? Don't even think about it.
She would rather waste time with him.
.....
In the regional manager's office of a securities company.
Wang Pei looked at the handsome young man opposite him and suspected that he had heard wrongly. "How much leverage did you say?"
Qin Ze took a sip of tea. "Ten times."
Wang Pei was silent. He tapped his fingers on the office desk and pondered for a long time. "Azé, Brother Wang's idea is too risky. Now that the stock market is soaring, there are people with twenty times leverage. However, the greater the leverage, the greater the danger. If you really want to play, five times or less will do. "
Qin Ze smiled. "I don't even need to come to you with five times leverage."
"Alright, go and open a margin account first. Leave the rest to me." Wang Pei nodded. "How much money?"
"Four million."
"How much?" Wang Pei suspected that there was something wrong with his ears again and widened his eyes.
Qin Ze repeated, "Four million."
Wang Pei said in a low voice, "Does Miss Qin know?"
"Not yet, but I hope Brother Wang won't tell my dad." Qin Ze said, "If he knows that I'm playing this big, he will definitely stop me."
"You have to understand what will happen if you lose four million and ten times leverage." Wang Pei said.
"I understand." Qin Ze said.
The so-called leverage, to put it bluntly, was borrowing money to invest in stocks. An investor could use the stocks as collateral and borrow funds from the securities company according to a certain proportion of the total value of the assets in the account to invest.
If the mortgaged stocks fell and the market value did not reach the minimum standard, Qin Ze would have to add margin or swallow the bitter pill and sell the stocks.
The greater the profit, the greater the risk.
The stocks in Qin Ze's hands were all strong stocks, especially Black Donkey Technology.
After discussing the details, Qin Ze said goodbye and left.
Wang Pei leaned back in his chair and murmured, "Four million, ten times leverage …"
A glint flashed across his eyes.
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