My Richest Man in Xihong City is About to Start School

Zhao Xinran was slightly taken aback.

"Yes, dream."

Su Qi nodded and explained, "As long as you have a dream, you can come to us to invest, no matter how absurd or weird the dream is."

"..."

Zhao Xinran couldn't help covering her forehead, looking speechless.

The idea of ​​my boss is not so reliable no matter how I look at it.

"You do not understand."

Seeing Zhao Xinran's expression, Su Qi smiled and shook his head.

The dreams he wants to invest in are completely different concepts from those Wang Duoyu invested in before.

Wang Duoyu's investment in "the 'land swimmer' that can swim without water on land", "the 'Iceberg Project' that transports icebergs back to their hometown" and "'fart underwear' that won't stink no matter how fart they fart" Waiting for dreams, all belong to wild talk.

The main purpose is to help Wang Duoyu burn money.

But Su Qi is different.

He has advanced ideas that no one else in this world has.

Some "dreams" may not be realized now, but it does not mean that they will not be possible in the future.

If he can start investing in these "dreams" at the beginning of their germination, the return will be very considerable.

"Ok."

Zhao Xinran knew that his boss said one thing and one thing, although he was puzzled, he still wrote it down.

Although Su Qi's ideas are wild and unconstrained, he is really rich.

Tens of billions are lying in the bank.

Moreover, she has only worked for Su Qi for a month, and she has already become a millionaire.

Who doesn't love such a job?

"Brother, is this the company you started?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a chubby figure and a well-dressed body came in and looked at the entire office curiously.

The person who came was Wang Duoyu.

Beside him, Xia Zhu held his arm and looked at Su Qi with a smile.

"Brother, sister-in-law, are you here?"

Su Qi greeted him with a smile and expressed his welcome.

"Brother, I heard just now that you also want to invest in dreams?"

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wang Duoyu asked curiously.

He's done all these things.

Although I made money later, but now that I think about it, it was all due to luck.

It cannot be copied.

Therefore, Wang Duoyu felt that he still had to remind Su Qi.

"Yes, brother, don't worry, there is a threshold for my dream of investing, but it's very complicated in detail, so I won't explain so much."

Su Qi explained with a smile.

"Well, since you said so, I won't say more."

Wang Duoyu was taken aback for a moment when he heard the words, and then he was relieved.

He is very clear that what Su Qi thinks in his head is beyond the imagination of others.

So, no matter what unorthodox things he does, don't be surprised.

And Xia Zhu next to him, although he didn't speak, looked at Su Qi with brilliant eyes.

Originally, as a financial accountant, she was not optimistic about some of Su Qi's practices.

Whether it is borrowing money from the bank to buy stocks, or buying that unfinished building.

For her, it's all high-risk speculation.

It's no different than gambling.

But the result surprised her.

In these two actions, Su Qi can be said to have made a lot of money.

But what she couldn't see through the most was Su Qi's "fat insurance" marketing plan.

On the surface, "Fat Insurance" lost more than two billion yuan, but it drove the stock price of "Xihong Life Insurance" to rise, which made Wang Duoyu earn tens of billions more when he inherited the inheritance.

How did he manage such a divine operation?

This is also a problem that Xia Zhu always has in his heart.