My friends are gods

Chapter 72 Informal Footwashing City
This is a good thing.

You don't have to do anything, as long as you give money, the company will be able to operate, and you will be able to bring benefits to yourself. What could be more satisfying than being a hands-off shopkeeper with confidence and boldness.

Song Qiming was yearning for it, and said, "I'm going to buy shares first... 1000 million."

Originally, he wanted to invest all 2000 million, but thinking that Lu Mingxue only took out 1000 million, it would be a bit overwhelming to invest 2000 million by himself.

"Um……"

Lu Mingxue pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "Yes, but I want to get 50.00% of the shares, and you can only get 40.00% of the shares. I am still the CEO, and the extra shares will be counted as my salary."

Generally, CEOs get an extra salary in addition to dividends from their own shares, but the salary is a dead number, and they are rarely distributed directly from the shares. However, Song Qiming was exposed to this kind of investment for the first time, and he thought it was normal. It's only natural to contribute more shares, so he nodded and said, "Okay, then it's settled..."

Speaking of this, Song Qiming looked a little weird, and said slowly: "However, judging from your age, you are similar to me, so you should be a student, right? Why do you have time to be the CEO?"

"University has a lot of free time, it's normal to go to class." Lu Mingxue said casually.

Song Qiming was speechless for a while: "..."

University does have a lot of free time.

But for Song Qiming, it was not much different.

In the final analysis, it was because Song Qiming was born in poverty, followed the rules since he was a child, took university very seriously, and regarded going to university as a way out, so he couldn't be as relaxed as Lu Mingxue.

This needs to be changed as soon as possible.

After all, Song Qiming is no longer the poor boy he was before, but has infinite possibilities.

A poor boy suddenly has an adventure and has countless possibilities. The change between them is too huge. Song Qiming needs a certain period of time to adapt. It is impossible to change suddenly, but it needs a process.

It's like killing...

"Okay, the chat is over, let's talk about the business."

Just when Song Qiming was thinking, Lu Mingxue suddenly smiled and said, "When are you going to visit our house?"

Song Qiming: "..."

The conversations involving 1000 million funds are all just chatting, and it turns out that they come from different backgrounds and have different visions.

Song Qiming currently has no intention of contacting the Lu family.

The Lu family is a giant.

In front of such a behemoth, although Song Qiming has all the strength, but in the face of business, it is only a drop in the ocean. Until he has no absolute strength to communicate with him, he should keep a low profile and avoid contact as much as possible, otherwise he will shoot the bird.

"Going to your house as a guest... Let's talk about it after a while." Song Qiming declined, and said with a smile: "At least I have to wait until I have a certain status, so that your partner won't embarrass you."

Lu Mingxue's exquisite nose wrinkled, and said: "You came to visit my house after you said goodbye by fate last time."

Song Qiming was embarrassed.

Back then, she didn't think it was possible to meet Lu Mingxue, who knew that this day would come so soon.

He smiled wryly, and said: "I was an ordinary person at the time, so it didn't matter, but now I am your partner, if I am still like an ordinary person, wouldn't it embarrass you too?"

White lie.

Lu Mingxue hurriedly said: "Why are you an ordinary person? Ah Yong was born in martial arts, and his strength was honed on the battlefield. But he is no match for the man in black, but you can defeat the enemy with one move. Are you still an ordinary person?"

Song Qiming smiled wryly, and said, "I'm not applying for a bodyguard job, so what if I can fight?"

Lu Mingxue was stunned and finally discouraged, saying: "That's right, then I will visit my house when I have a chance in the future."

Thinking of the bitter and mean faces in the family, Lu Mingxue had no doubts at all. If Song Qiming went over now, they would inevitably be called a countryman with nothing but brute force, so he had no choice but to give up.

The two chatted casually for a while, mainly because Song Qiming asked about the company's situation.

At two o'clock, Song Qiming stood up from the bench and said, "It's getting late, so I'll go back first. I'll go to the bank to wire money to you tomorrow, and then it's considered a shareholding."

Lu Mingxue nodded, but did not continue to persuade her to stay.

……

After returning home, Song Qiming rarely practiced, but searched for "US-funded group" on the Internet.

This is Lu Mingxue's company name.

Soon, information about the US-funded group appeared.

"Meizi Group (Meizi Beauty & Skin Care Co., Ltd.) was established this year."

"Registered capital: 1000 million."

"The person in charge: Lu Mingxue."

"Covered content: beauty, skin care and other products."

Looking at the information above, Song Qiming made up his mind that the US-funded group is a new beauty company, an independent whole, not a company under the Lu Group, and will not have any relationship with the Lu Group. The biggest intersection That is, Lu Mingxue is the sole legal heir of the Lu Group.

the next day.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when Song Qiming woke up. After washing up, he got up and went to the nearby bank.

The remittance is not going well.

Because of the large amount, the bank staff told Song Qiming to make an appointment, and the remittance would take at least three days. This made Song Qiming a little depressed, so he had to call Lu Mingxue and tell her the reason.

Lu Mingxue said it's okay.

After leaving the bank, putting this matter aside for the time being, Song Qiming thought that he should find a way to find the woman with the mark on her feet that Wen Quxing said.

There is no other way than to go to work in the city of washing feet!
Thinking that he is also a quasi-shareholder of a group with a registered capital of tens of millions, but he has to do the work of washing feet, Song Qiming feels uncomfortable for a while.

The god Wen Quxing may have some habit that is inconvenient to disclose, even the imprint is printed on the soles of other women's feet, and the worst thing is that it is only half printed, which is not responsible at all.

But there is no way, who let himself take advantage of others.

Song Qiming sighed in disappointment.

Wealthy Footwashing City.

This is the foot-washing city closest to Song Qiming. The scale is small, the door is open, and there are a dozen sexy women sitting inside, some with heavy makeup and some with light makeup. The clothes are opened intentionally or unintentionally, revealing a piece of pure white.

In addition to these women, there is also a half-aged mistress who still has a charming charm.

Seeing Song Qiming coming in, the old lady came over with a smile, and gave her a charming look, and said, "Is this handsome guy here to wash his feet?"

The dozen or so women on the sofa all looked at Song Qiming, as if they were scrutinizing how this man was and whether he suited his taste, whispering from time to time, such as: "It's not bad", "It looks like he's still a student" and the like.

Song Qiming's face turned dark on the spot.

This battle, one can tell at a glance that this is an informal foot-washing city.

(End of this chapter)