The world of film and television begins from childhood

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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. He was holding a fairy wand in both hands, swinging it hard and shouting loudly.

This middle-aged man who shouted "Mr. Bao is here" 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 isn't Miss Wang here?"

Everyone on Huanghe Road knows that Mr. Bao and Miss 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 targets of many foreign trade businessmen.

In this era, unlike in 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. Generate favorable impressions of successful people.

After he got out of 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 Red Heron, Jing Xiu 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're a cigarette seller and you're still looking for information. Why can't my cook understand foreign trade?"

"I sell cigarettes, but I watch here every day. The more I watch, the more I know something that others don't know. But you can still understand foreign trade by staying 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."

Jing Xiu was shocked: "Achen, are you serious? Once you become a chef, do you think you want to become a boss?"

Zhou Chen smiled softly and said, "A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier."

After saying that, he took the cigarette and left.

Jing Xiu looked at Zhou Chen's back, frowning, always feeling that Zhou Chen was 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 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 will start tonight. If you do well, I'll tell the boss lady to give you a salary increase."

"Start tonight?"

Zhou Chen frowned slightly. He didn't want to work at 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 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 stable 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 no intention of being 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 started 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 has 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, there will soon be enough funds.

But if you are selling gold, and you 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 made the decision 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; but there are ten thousand taels of gold, even if part of it is sold, 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 would take good care of you. Now, isn't it good for us to be chefs in peace? Your mother just wants you to be safe and sound, so what are you trying 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 see the glory of the bosses on the Yellow River Road, so you came up with this idea? I advise you not to have wishful thinking. You just I have seen the glamorous side of these people, but not their miserable side. How many people have gone to sea to do business in our country over the years? But how many of them can succeed?"

"Listen to my 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 seemed to him to be wildly imaginative and unrealistic.

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 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 knows his nephew very well, how can he not 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 it at 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 certify the shareholders of investors. identity and rights, and certificates based on which dividends and dividends are received.”

"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, wouldn't it mean that everyone would buy it and everyone would make money? How can such a good thing be possible?"

"My uncle is amazing. He hits the point in just one sentence. Of course, a stock can't 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 it's a business without entity."

"No, it's not reliable. From what you said, it's just like gambling. I think you just haven't changed your gambling nature and want to gamble again. I absolutely cannot agree."

"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 use another move.

"Then I'll do foreign trade. Is that okay?"

"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 friends or connections? Do you know what foreign trade is about? You have to deal with foreigners, and you can't."

"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 confused Huang Degui on the spot.

"Are you sure this is a foreign language and not a bird's language?"

"Uh."

Well, Huang Degui is completely 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'm naturally suitable for foreign trade. Think about it for yourself, is there a future in foreign trade and being your own boss, or is there a future in being a chef?"

"There is a future as a chef."

Huang Degui gave his answer honestly, almost leaving Zhou Chen speechless.

"Don't believe it, we chefs 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.