Compared to the slightly cool weather in Yongcheng, Yangcheng in mid-October still allows for short sleeves and shorts, but this is probably one of the most comfortable seasons in Guangdong Province.
It is estimated that the Canton Fair's arrangement in spring and autumn also takes this into consideration.
The weather in 2005 was still relatively normal.
For places like Yongcheng, after National Day and the end of the 'autumn tiger' heat, it basically entered a more comfortable season, far from the situation in later years where it would still be over 20 degrees Celsius in December.
It's hard to say when, but the weather has become increasingly unpredictable.
"This place is much hotter than Yongcheng. What's there to do for fun?"
"Shopping. Electronics here are cheaper than in Yongcheng. If you see anything you like, buy some to take back."
Unfortunately, the Canton Tower hasn't been built yet.
The Zhujiang New Town area is either construction sites or farmland, nothing fun.
But Yangcheng's old town has its own unique charm; I'll take Qingqing to explore it then.
Zhang Xupeng, driving in the front, pursed his lips.
This guy Xiao Tan not only came himself, but also managed to persuade Gu Qingqing to come along.
It seems like things are progressing well between them.
Zhang Xupeng's eyes darted around as he drove.
He hadn't originally planned to book a hotel for Tan Jincheng; he thought they could just make do at home.
Now it seemed that wouldn't work.
However, he couldn't let this kid off too easy; he had to create some trouble for him.
When they reached the next intersection and waited at the traffic light, Zhang Xupeng sent a message to Liu Wenbin, asking him to book a nearby hotel, a high-end one, but only one room.
Heh heh, he'd take Xiao Tan and his companion there then and see what kind of expression that guy would make.
"You said your new factory is under construction, and you're so busy, yet you still came here. Couldn't you have waited until I went back? A few days wouldn't make a difference. If you really need money, I could transfer it to you first."
"The necessary procedures still need to be followed. Besides, I also want to see how my Jinyi Industry exhibition hall is doing. Next year, I also want to export Shanchi."
"Do foreigners also like electric scooters? But with your current production capacity, can you meet export demands?"
"It should be enough. The new factory has five production lines, and the old one has two. Next year's annual production capacity can reach 300,000 units. It's feasible to use part of that capacity to open up foreign markets."
As for whether foreigners use electric scooters, does that even need to be said?
In more than ten years, domestic electric scooter production capacity will definitely be in surplus.
If not exported, where will they be sold? Establishing a foreign sales network ahead of time to cope with future changes in production capacity is also not a problem.
"Alright, it seems your ambitions are greater. Unlike me, making a bit of money is enough."
"This time, I've almost withdrawn all the money earned this year. Do you have any complaints? If you do, speak up early. If your business doesn't work out next year and you can't make money, you can't bring this up again."
"I have nothing to complain about. This is what you deserve. I can't take advantage and still act innocent. Even if the company really doesn't work out next year, you've still left me over ten million on the books. Plus, with the remaining months this year, at worst, I'll still have tens of millions and an RV."
At 21, the worst outcome is a house in Beicang and one in Yangcheng, an Audi A6, and nearly ten million in cash.
What more could one ask for?
Zhang Xupeng suddenly added,
"Oh, by the way, I'll give you that Taobao shop too. It'll be more convenient for you to manage it together. I'll tell my mom then."
"There's no need for that, is there? We originally agreed it was to make some pocket money for my mom and your mom."
"It's enough. My mom said a few days ago that there was almost 300,000 yuan in the account. The pocket money has long been sufficient. This was something you started, and I've already benefited quite a lot from it. Actually, you didn't need to include me at all back then."
"There really is no need. Besides, these hundreds of thousands aren't much use to me; otherwise, they wouldn't have been transferred to my mom's card."
"Indeed, there's no need, but I thought about it, and you've lost quite a bit by transferring these shares this time. I can't just show no appreciation at all. Besides, I can earn my mom's pocket money myself, and I can open my own Taobao shop; it shouldn't be difficult to get it going."
Zhang Xupeng then laughed again,
"There's really no way to give you more company money, otherwise it would affect normal operations. You know how much money I have myself, so the only compensation plans I could think of are what's in the contract and this. Just accept it, or I'll feel bad."
After overcoming his initial greed, a calm Zhang Xupeng increasingly felt that Tan Jincheng transferring 37% of a trading company with a net profit of over 80 million yuan to him for a maximum of 70 million yuan truly required immense courage.
At the same time, it was also the greatest care for his brother.
Being so short on cash, the first thing he thought of was transferring the shares to him, instead of selling them to others.
Even biological brothers wouldn't do that.
Although he ultimately only took 27%, it also required great courage, but that's how brothers are, right?
Currently, these are probably the only compensation plans he could think of.
But it's okay, hasn't Xiao Tan still retained 30% of the shares?
In the future, he can give him more in dividends.
Who says dividends must be distributed proportionally?
The major shareholder decides.
Gu Qingqing, sitting beside Tan Jincheng, listened to the two of them deflecting offers from each other, casually mentioning hundreds of thousands as a starting point.
She found it quite magical, having never seen such good friends, not even biological brothers could be this way, right?
In fact, the 'separation' of the two in their previous life was largely similar.
Neither of them over-calculated, instead they deferred to each other.
In their previous life, Tan Jincheng also went independent, and Zhang Xupeng, to support his second venture, gave him all the available cash.
He didn't expect such a scene to still unfold in this life, even with rapid capital expansion.
Thinking of this, Tan Jincheng stopped talking and just smiled,
"Alright, whatever you say. If you have any questions about running a Taobao shop, you can ask Qingqing. She's currently managing my shops."
"That's right. Any more talk and it'll get awkward. What's our relationship, right? We're the guys who gave up going to college together."
"Damn, you have the nerve to bring that up. I just wanted to visit back then, but you were the one who suggested going to work. Can your crappy vocational college compare to my university? I seriously suspect you did that because you were afraid my diploma would be higher than yours."
"Have some decency. It was clearly you who said you heard people on the ship earned US dollars, and one US dollar was worth over 8 yuan, which is why I was tempted."
Chatting and laughing all the way, they arrived at Zhang Xupeng's newly bought house.
It was a three-bedroom, one-living-room layout, with the living room and dining room connected.
The house wasn't very big, but it managed to have three rooms.
Besides the master bedroom, the two secondary bedrooms were not large.
"Where are we staying?"
Tan Jincheng asked after looking around.
All three rooms seemed occupied.
Surely he wouldn't ask someone to vacate a room, would he?
"You're not staying here. I had Brother Liu book a hotel for you. I'll take you there in a bit."
Tan Jincheng nodded and said to Gu Qingqing,
"You sit for a bit. Once I sign the contract with this guy, we'll go to the hotel to rest."
Gu Qingqing felt a bit awkward,
"Aren't we going to the Canton Fair?"
"Not yet. Let's rest for a bit first and get used to the environment,"
Tan Jincheng said, squeezing her hand.
With Tan Jincheng holding her hand tightly, Gu Qingqing's awkward feeling lessened considerably.
Coming to a strange and enclosed environment so suddenly, she was still somewhat nervous.
Seeing Gu Qingqing's expression return to normal, Tan Jincheng smiled, withdrew his hand, and took out the prepared contract template from his backpack.
He called out to Zhang Xupeng, who was fetching mineral water for them,
"Don't be busy anymore, the Canton Fair has started. I know you're busy, so quickly finish up and go to the exhibition site."
"You still need to drink water; after all, you're at my place. How about you buy a house here too? In the future, people from your company attending the exhibition can use it as employee dorms, saving a lot on hotel costs."
"We'll see about that later. Who cares where they stay? You look at the contract first."
Zhang Xupeng nodded,
"If you have no objections, I'll buy you a set after the Canton Fair, in the same community, just like in Beicang."
After speaking, he picked up the contract and carefully read it.
In fact, he had already seen this contract before; after all, there had been a lot of communication between the two during its drafting.
The reason he was looking at it again now was merely to put Tan Jincheng's mind at ease.
Zhang Xupeng knew Tan Jincheng's character.
He could be quite serious about things sometimes.
If you didn't carefully look over a contract that took so many days to prepare, he would definitely be unhappy.
When Tan Jincheng heard Zhang Xupeng wanting to buy him a house, he couldn't help but smile wryly,
"There's really no need for this. Whatever I took was entirely voluntary. You're acting as if you took a huge advantage of me."
Zhang Xupeng looked up at the two sitting opposite him and smiled,
"Then consider it my early wedding gift to you both."
That one sentence instantly rendered Tan Jincheng speechless, and Gu Qingqing shyly lowered her head.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Xupeng signed his name on the contract.
With that, the two formally signed the contract, needing only Tan Jincheng to return to Yongcheng to complete the industrial and commercial registration changes.
"I'll call Sister Liu in a bit and have her transfer the funds to your designated account next week. You can handle the remaining procedures yourself when you get back."
"Alright, I'll arrange all that."
Two copies were made, each kept.
Jinpeng Trading, Tan Jincheng's first pot of gold, officially drew a historical close with what he considered a perfect ending.
As for the remaining 30% of the shares, Tan Jincheng didn't pay much attention to them.
With the signing of the contract, Tan Jincheng also completed the first phase of his plan, withdrawing from Jinpeng Trading, securing sufficient funds for Shanchi Technology, and completing capital increase and expansion.
After this year, Shanchi Technology will appear before the world with a brand new look.
Its two major brands, Shanchi and Fengchi, will focus on second and third-tier cities as well as the urban white-collar market, embracing new challenges.
"Let's go. I'll take you to the hotel. It's booked for a week for now. If you need to stay longer, you can extend the booking yourselves then."
(End of Chapter)