Chapter 1291 Start-up capital, I want to go to sea
"President Bao is here! President Bao is here!"
Zhou Chen looked sideways and saw a thin, middle-aged man, wearing a neat suit, holding a fairy wand in both hands, shaking it vigorously, and shouting loudly.
This middle-aged man who shouted "Here comes Mr. Bao" is a famous fool on the Yellow River Road. Although he is stupid, he always keeps himself clean and tidy. He is also a fool who can praise him, so
No one bullied him on the Yellow River Road.
Zhou Chen just glanced at him twice, and then looked at another person, and this person was none other than Mr. Bao in the fool's mouth, and he was also the male protagonist of the TV series Fanhua, Abao.
The moment he saw A Bao, Zhou Chen's expression changed slightly. This Bao looked very similar to an old friend of his.
Jingxiu also looked over there and murmured curiously: "Mr. Bao is here, why didn't Miss Wang come?"
Everyone on Huanghe Road knows that Mr. Bao and Ms. Wang are partners. They often appear together on Huanghe Road. Although Ms. Wang is not as rich and good at doing business as Mr. Bao, she has No. 27 on the Bund with her back and holds the import and export in her hands.
Indicators are naturally also the objects of favor for many foreign trade businessmen.
Today's era is different from the future. The whole country is advocating earning foreign exchange, and if you want to engage in foreign trade, you must have a good relationship with No. 27 on the Bund.
Mr. Bao has been trained and educated by his uncle. When he goes out, he packs himself up very neatly. He wears a tailor-made suit and leather shoes that are just right. Coupled with his hairstyle and temperament, he is indeed the kind of person who can be seen by others.
Successful people who have good feelings for you.
After he got off the taxi, people immediately gathered around him and greeted him loudly, and he responded to them like a spring breeze, saying hello with a smile.
Watching Mr. Bao walk into the Red Heron, Jingxiu couldn't help but envy: "Mr. Bao's business is getting bigger and bigger now. No one does better than him in the foreign trade business on the Yellow River Road."
Zhou Chen said: "It is indeed profitable to do foreign trade at this time. The country is short of foreign exchange. As long as we do it well, the country will definitely support it."
Jing Xiu looked at Zhou Chen in surprise: "Oh, Ah Chen, you are a cook, but you also know about foreign trade?"
Zhou Chen said angrily: "You are a cigarette seller and you still want to find out information. Why can't my cook understand foreign trade?"
"I'm a cigarette seller, but I watch here every day. The more I watch, the more I know something that others don't know. But how can you understand foreign trade even if you stay in the kitchen all day long?"
"Of course, there is a lot of knowledge in the kitchen."
Zhou Chen has never done foreign trade in this era, but it does not mean that he does not understand foreign trade. It is just that due to the national conditions at this time, foreign trade business is relatively complicated.
"How long will it take for me to be as successful as Mr. Bao?"
Jing Xiu's eyes widened and she looked at Zhou Chen with a look of disbelief on her face, her whole face lying on the small window.
"Achen, you don't have a fever, do you?"
Zhou Chen glared at him angrily and said softly: "Although I am a relatively low-key person, it's not impossible for me to enjoy the glory once in a while."
Jingxiu was shocked: "Ah Chen, are you serious? Once you become a chef, do you think you want to become a boss?"
Zhou Chen smiled softly and said: "Soldiers who don't want to be generals are not good soldiers."
After saying that, he took the cigarette and left.
Jing Xiu looked at Zhou Chen's back, frowning, always feeling that Zhou Chen looked strange today.
"Do you really want to be a boss and be President Zhou?"
As soon as Zhou Chen returned to Jin Meilin's kitchen, he heard Wu, the chef in the kitchen, talking to Huang Degui. When he saw him coming, Huang Degui immediately waved to him.
"Achen, come here."
Zhou Chen handed the cigarette to Huang Degui, and then asked: "What's wrong, uncle."
Huang Degui didn't say anything, but Old Wu said: "Old Chen is sick, and he probably won't be able to come here in the future. Suddenly he can't find anyone. I heard from your uncle that your skills have improved a lot recently, so I thought I'd let you go first."
Taking over Lao Chen's position, starting tonight, if you do a good job, I'll tell the boss lady to give you a salary increase."
"Start tonight?"
Zhou Chen frowned slightly. He originally didn't want to work for Jin Meilin for long, but now he was asked to take Lao Chen's position.
"I can try it tonight, but it may not work."
"Then let's try it first."
So tonight Zhou Chen took Lao Chen's place and started cooking. Let's not talk about anything else. At least his speed and rhythm were definitely not slow. He was even more steady and faster than Lao Chen before.
Lao Wu also tasted the dishes cooked by Zhou Chen and gave his evaluation.
"The taste is still good, but it lacks a bit of heat..."
First he praised Zhou Chen a few words, and then talked about some of Zhou Chen's shortcomings.
Zhou Chen nodded repeatedly after hearing this. He knew his cooking skills well. Ordinary home-cooked dishes were not a big problem, but to say how delicious they were was an absolute exaggeration. After all, he only used to fish for three days and dry them for two days.
Internet, and the seasonings now are still different from those when he cooked.
Although if he studies hard, he will definitely achieve something soon, but the problem is that he has never wanted to be a chef all his life, and now he is more focused on making money.
In the next few days, Zhou Chen took Lao Chen's place and began to be a chef on his own. The proprietress Jin Meilin was even more happy to find Zhou Chen.
"Ah Chen, work hard and I will give you a salary increase next month."
Jin Meilin spoke very boldly, with the air of a grand and majestic boss lady.
Zhou Chen still believes this. Although Jin Meilin has many problems and shortcomings, at least she has not owed any employees wages in the two years since Jin Meilin opened.
Zhou Chen just smiled and responded: "Thank you, boss lady."
He has made a decision that after working this month, he is not going to continue working, because these days he has gradually figured out the current situation, the historical background and the TV plot, and the next step is to start his own
Time to plan.
In the blink of an eye, it has been half a month since he came to this world, and he has already withdrawn all his funds, a total of 2,121 yuan.
It is really not easy to make money with such a small amount of money as a first pot of gold. He knows that his uncle should have savings, but now that he is relying on his uncle to take care of his situation, how can he have the nerve to give his uncle's idea?
On the body.
He felt that the fastest way for him to obtain funds was to use the wealth conversion card he had obtained before.
Wealth conversion card: Using the wealth conversion card, you can convert real-world wealth into wealth in the film and television world (except real estate).
He has no money in this world, but in the real world, he still has a lot of money. Using the wealth conversion card can solve his current financial problem.
It's just that he only has one wealth conversion card now. If he uses it this time, he won't have to use it in the future. Moreover, after traveling through so many film and television worlds, he has only gotten this wealth conversion card. He knows that this wealth conversion card
Cards are very difficult to obtain.
There is another option, that is, he still has the ten thousand taels of gold that the system once rewarded. At this time, the money is also seventy or eighty. Even if he goes to the black market, one gram of gold should be sold for about sixty, as long as the selling point is
Gold, you will soon have enough funds.
But if you are selling gold and want to get a certain amount of funds, you have to sell ten or eight large yellow croakers.
The most important thing is that selling gold carries certain risks. After all, if you sell so much gold at one time, you may be targeted.
"Speaking of which, for me, gambling is the fastest way to make money."
Zhou Chen sighed. He hated gamblers, but he had to admit that with the skill of losing nine times out of ten, gambling was equivalent to making money.
It's just that the poisonous oath sworn by his predecessor really made him feel cold, so he might as well not gamble if he can.
After much thought, Zhou Chen decided to sell the gold. After all, there is only one wealth conversion card, and it will be gone once you use it. Maybe there will be more emergencies in the future; and there are thousands of gold, even if you sell part of it,
does not matter.
As for how to sell it, it is not difficult. The principle of one shot and one land is still very simple.
After making the decision, when he got home from work that day, Zhou Chen had a showdown with his uncle.
"Uncle, I don't want to be a chef anymore."
Huang Degui, who was washing his feet, was so shocked that he didn't even have time to wipe his feet. Regardless of the cold ground, he rushed to Zhou Chen in two steps.
"What are you talking about? Say it again?"
Zhou Chen walked over and took Huang Degui's slippers and placed them at his feet before speaking again.
"I said, I don't want to be a chef anymore?"
Huang Degui said anxiously: "If you don't want to be a chef, then what do you want to do? I promised your mother that I will take good care of you. Isn't it good for us to be chefs safely now? Your mother just wants you to be safe and sound.
What else do you want to do?"
"I don't want to work hard, but I don't want to be stuck in the kitchen all my life. Although there is nothing wrong with being a chef, you can eat and drink, and the salary is not low, but I still want to try another way."
"Other ways? Do you want to gamble again? Don't forget..."
"I haven't forgotten, uncle, I really don't want to gamble, but I want to do business."
"Doing business?"
Huang Degui looked suspicious: "You even learned from me as a chef, what kind of business do you know? Did you think of the bosses on the Yellow River Road because of their reputation? I advise you not to have such wishful thinking. You just
I have seen the glamorous side of these people, but not their miserable side. How many people in our country have gone to sea to do business in recent years? But how many of them can succeed?"
"Listen to uncle's advice, let's work hard as a chef. Your skills have improved very quickly recently, and you will soon be able to be your own chef. Even if you don't stay in Jin Meilin in the future, you can go to other big hotels, so don't think about doing business.
, how about we just stay safe?"
Huang Degui tried his best to persuade Zhou Chen, who in his opinion was just thinking wildly and unrealistically.
After listening to Huang Degui's words, Zhou Chen understood that Huang Degui was doing it for his own good, but he was no longer the Zhou Chen he was before.
"Uncle, I have made up my mind. I really don't want to be a chef all my life."
Upon hearing this, Huang Degui let out a long sigh, his face full of dejection.
He also knew that his nephew had been spoiled since he was a child and later lost his fortune through gambling. He thought that he would be able to settle down after learning to be a chef with him for a few years.
But now it seems that he is still too naive. As for what Zhou Chen said about doing business, he doesn't believe it at all, because after living together for so long, he still understands his nephew very well, how can he be like a businessman?
Material.
But after all, he is just his uncle, and Zhou Chen is almost thirty and is no longer a child. If he really doesn't listen to him, he can't control him.
"Okay, you said you want to do business, then tell me what kind of business you want to do and how you plan to do it. Also, you must have capital to do business. How much capital do you have..."
Huang Degui was really worried about Zhou Chen and asked several questions at once. He didn't know how to do business, but he still tried his best to dispel Zhou Chen's whims.
"Uncle, I'm going to try the stock exchange first."
"What place?"
"The stock exchange is a stock exchange. In layman's terms, it is the stock market. It is responsible for the trading of securities and stocks. Stocks are a main form of securities. They are issued by a joint-stock company and are used to prove that investors are shareholders.
Identity and rights, and certificates based on which dividends and bonuses are obtained.”
"Wait, wait, what are you talking about? I don't understand it at all."
Zhou Chen explained patiently: "To put it simply, it is a buying and selling transaction. If I like a stock, I buy it from a low price, and then sell it after it rises.
, in this way, I will make money.”
"I still don't understand. According to what you said, doesn't it mean that everyone will buy it and everyone can make money? How can such a good thing be possible?"
"My uncle is awesome. He hits the point in one sentence. Of course, a stock cannot just rise and not fall. Its price is affected by many factors. It may be low or high, so you have to find the right time and start from a low price."
If you buy and sell at a high price, you will make money; but if you don't find the right time and buy at a high price, and the stock price falls, you will lose money."
Although Zhou Chen had already explained it concisely, Huang Degui still listened in a daze and thought about it for a long time.
"What you mean is that there is no guarantee that you will make money by buying this stock, and you may also lose money, right?"
"Yes, it's just like doing business, but there is no physical business."
"No, it's not reliable. From what you said, this is just like gambling. I think you just haven't changed your gambling nature and want to gamble again. I absolutely cannot agree to it."
"This is different from gambling, this..."
Zhou Chen talked for a long time, but Huang Degui refused to listen and persuaded Zhou Chen to continue being a chef.
In the end, Zhou Chen had no choice but to resort to another move.
"Then I'm going to do foreign trade, right?"
"foreign trade?"
Huang Degui looked suspicious again: "Don't you think that Mr. Bao, who is doing foreign trade on the Yellow River Road, has become prosperous and famous, so you want to learn from him and do foreign trade? But people can only make money if they have the ability. You
What? Do you have acquaintances or connections? Do you know what foreign trade is? That involves trading with foreigners, and you can’t do that."
"I'm really good at this."
Huang Degui couldn't be frightened by stocks, but Zhou Chen still had a way with foreign trade.
"I used to learn foreign languages when I was in school. I know several languages. Let me tell you."
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Zhou Chen spoke three languages at once, English, Russian, and Japanese, and Huang Degui was confused on the spot.
"Are you sure this is a foreign language and not a bird's language?"
"Well."
Well, Huang Degui is a complete illiterate, and foreign languages can be regarded as the language of birds in his ears.
"It's really a foreign language, uncle. I can speak foreign languages and I am naturally suitable for foreign trade. Think about it for yourself. Is it better to be your own boss in foreign trade or to be a chef?"
"Being a chef has a future."
Huang Degui gave his answer honestly, almost leaving Zhou Chen speechless.
"Don't believe it, we cooks have skills, we can survive hunger wherever we go, and we can make money wherever we go. It is possible to become a boss in foreign trade, but it has to be done successfully. If we don't succeed, we will lose everything.
It’s better to be a chef.”
However, even though he said this, it did not completely dampen Zhou Chen's confidence.
"Even if you want to do foreign trade, do you have the capital? I don't know how much capital is needed to do foreign trade, but it will definitely be no less. If it's less, I can give you some, but if it's more, I don't have it."
Huang Degui's words moved Zhou Chen quite a bit. He actually wanted to pay for it when he didn't know anything. This was really his uncle.
So he brought out the excuse he had prepared.
"I don't have any capital now, but I once heard my dad say that our family actually had a fortune of gold hidden away. But my parents were afraid that I would lose everything, so they didn't tell me until my mom passed away.
She just told me this secret."
"What? Is this true?"
Huang Degui was shocked. The current price of gold is not cheap. If there is really a lot of gold, it would be a huge sum of money.
Zhou Chen said with a solemn expression: "It must be true. My father told my mother this before he died. Before that, she didn't even know about it, so it can't be false."
This was just an excuse he made up, but Huang Degui believed it because he knew that the Zhou family was indeed a wealthy businessman in Sioux City before, but it was only after the changes that they fell into decline.
But as the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. If the Zhou family really hid gold, it is not impossible.
"If there is really gold, will there be any risks?"
Zhou Chen smiled and said: "Uncle, what age are we in now? With the reform and opening up, you don't have to worry so much. I plan to resign until the end of the month, and then go back to my hometown to get the gold, find a way to sell it, and start a business.
."
Huang Degui still couldn't help but persuaded: "Actually, I think that if the gold is sold for money, it is safer to deposit it in the bank and earn interest."
Zhou Chen was speechless. After all, he still didn't want him to do business and had no confidence in him at all.
However, thinking about his past experiences, he could also understand Huang Degui's thoughts. Moreover, many people in this era hid their money or deposited it in banks. After all, only a few people dared to go overseas to do business.
Despite Zhou Chen's persuasion, Huang Degui was still very uneasy, but he couldn't convince Zhou Chen. He just worried so much that he didn't sleep well at night, and got up the next day with two dark circles under his eyes.
