Fang Bai smiled faintly and said, "Uncle, you don't need to invest.
I'll just raise funds, but it's for Shuyu, considering it as the betrothal gift for Shuyu and me for our future engagement.
Jiayu Company currently has assets of over several hundred thousand yuan. Since we're all family, there's no need to be so precise with calculations. I'll still hold 20% of the shares, Uncle 30%, and Shuyu 50%.
Of course, money cannot measure our feelings, and it would be an insult to them.
Our feelings are priceless. I just hope that when Shuyu spends money in the future, she can be more free, have her own purse, and spend as she pleases."
Fang Bai was very generous towards his wife. He felt too guilty towards her in his previous life and hoped she wouldn't be too frugal with money, but spend happily.
The several thousand yuan he left for Qin Shuyu, Qin Shuyu barely touched, except for long-distance calls to him. At the end of the day, she was too frugal. If it were dividends under Qin Shuyu's own name, she wouldn't feel such pressure spending it. This was also Fang Bai's idea.
At the same time, raising two million yuan would just be enough to expand Jiayu Company into a valve factory with a hundred-person scale. Raising too little would not be enough for the plan.
Fang Bai gave the investment to Qin Shuyu, rather than directly to his father-in-law, which was different.
What if his father-in-law and mother-in-law got the urge to have a son? What if his father-in-law kept a mistress? Although this possibility was extremely small, almost impossible, it's best to be prepared for the unexpected.
In the future, Jiayu Company would become more and more valuable and would even go public. With more money, Fang Bai was truly afraid his father-in-law wouldn't be able to control himself.
Although he said it was a betrothal gift for his father-in-law and mother-in-law, most of it was actually for Qin Shuyu.
Fang Bai's words shocked Qin Donghai and Chen Jiahui even more.
A betrothal gift of over a million yuan! They had never heard of such a thing!
Suddenly, they both felt the gift was too heavy.
Two million yuan was equivalent to the assets of a medium-sized valve factory.
In the entire Wen City, few families had such assets.
And Fang Bai's words were so pleasant to hear, saying that money couldn't measure their feelings.
"Fang Bai, I don't want shares." Qin Shuyu sat beside Fang Bai, listening. The pocket money her parents gave her was more than she could spend.
"Little Fang, Shuyu is right. This gift of yours is too heavy. Your intentions are enough. As long as you two live well, I have no other demands." Qin Donghai shook his head and refused.
"Uncle, this is what I should do.
Since we will become one family in the future, there will be no distinction between us. I also have an obligation to support you. What if you get old in the future and have no money to spend? This is a kind of security.
I have many industries, and I am confident that my wealth will grow quickly, which will elevate me to a certain social stratum.
As the saying goes, the more property one has, the greater the risks in certain aspects.
In the future, I will continue to transfer more assets to Shuyu for her safekeeping, and also transfer a portion to your names. This is also a kind of security," Fang Bai said solemnly. Although this was an excuse for giving a gift, what he said was not without reason.
His own wealth had to be diversified, but it couldn't affect the Golden Finger's upgrade.
The wealth he gifted was equivalent to reducing his wealth.
But the transferred wealth, as long as it wasn't explicitly stated as a gift and he could still control it, it still belonged to Fang Bai, and the Golden Finger recognized it.
"This..."
Qin Donghai didn't know what to say. He only had a little money and hadn't reached Fang Bai's level, so he hadn't thought that far.
"It's true that the more wealth, the greater the worries. Little Fang's intentions, we accept them." Chen Jiahui thought about it and decided it was better to accept.
She worried that Fang Bai had too much money and feared he might change his mind later, so she had to give her daughter a guarantee.
Fang Bai agreed, "Aunt Chen understands things clearly."
"Fang Bai, why don't we not earn so much money? Enough to spend is fine, no need to worry so much." Qin Shuyu pouted slightly and smiled brightly.
Fang Bai smiled, "Shuyu, with great power comes great responsibility. I want to do something meaningful, not just earn money."
"Alright then, I'll listen to you. I'll be your housekeeper, specifically managing the finances." Qin Shuyu giggled.
Qin Donghai and Chen Jiahui saw how well the two children's personalities matched and stopped saying anything more.
While everyone was chatting, the workers had already installed the large color TV and started installing the air conditioner.
Chen Jiahui looked at the high-definition picture with a smile on her face, praising how good the large color TV was.
Qin Donghai felt much more relaxed. He no longer worried about Fang Bai leaving Jiayu Company. This was all for the security of his children and grandchildren. He also had a career ambition. When the mood struck, he discussed with Fang Bai where to build the factory and which valve should be the first product.
One or two hours later, the workers finished installing the air conditioner and left. It was July, and the electric fan was replaced by the large air conditioner, blowing a hint of coolness. Everyone in the house felt much more comfortable.
At night, Fang Bai ate at his father-in-law's house. His father-in-law was so happy that he drank a lot of wine, getting completely drunk and speaking many heartfelt words, continuing to call him Fang Laodi.
Fang Bai was not afraid of drinking now, but he had to pretend to be drunk and foolish to humor his father-in-law's drunken antics to avoid awkwardness. When they were in high spirits, they stood up and sang "The Only Thing I Care About" along with the music program on TV.
"If I had never met you;
Where would I be;
How would my days be;
Would I cherish life..."
Fang Bai and his father-in-law, with their arms around each other's shoulders, occasionally singing to each other with affectionate glances, made Qin Shuyu and Chen Jiahui laugh so hard they bent over, even shedding tears.
At that moment, Chen Jiahui felt that these two men were better off as sworn brothers.
Fang Bai left Qin Shuyu's house that night and did not stay, mainly because he was embarrassed to pretend to be drunk, and he had nowhere to sleep that night.
It would probably end up with his father-in-law sleeping on the sofa, him sleeping in Qin Shuyu's bedroom, and then Qin Shuyu sleeping with her mother-in-law.
It would definitely not be him and Qin Shuyu sleeping in the same bedroom.
Are you kidding? Trying to sleep with someone's daughter on the first visit, absolutely impossible!
For Fang Bai, there was no need to do that; they could clearly sneak into bed together.
When Fang Bai returned home, his parents eagerly asked him how it went.
"It's settled. Otherwise, why would I be back so late?" Fang Bai said cheerfully, sitting on the living room sofa and drinking tea.
He was very hard to get drunk now, but he still got thirsty.
After chatting with his family for a while, Fang Bai took a shower and went back to his room to read.
At nine o'clock in the evening, the sound of noisy fighting and shouting came from outside the window. Fang Bai stood by the window and watched. A dozen young hooligans, armed with machetes, were chasing several young people. Each blow was accompanied by painful groans and curses. The scene was chaotic. Fang Bai turned off the lights in his room.
After a while, the two groups disappeared from Fang Bai's sight.
Fang Bai turned on the light, sat down, and continued reading. He would not bother with such matters.
Soon after, his parents came over and asked if someone had been fighting outside.
"They've already run off. It was a fierce fight. Someone might have been killed," Fang Bai said.
Fang Shi frowned and reminded him, "School's out, and some bad students get involved. Be careful and don't go out much at night."
"Dad, I will be careful. How many security guards are there at the store now?"
"Three retired soldiers as bodyguards, and six retired soldiers as security guards. That's not a small number," Fang Shi said.
Fang Bai nodded, "That's enough. No one would dare to provoke the mall these days. There are dozens, even hundreds, of construction workers from the company working nearby. Who would look for trouble for no reason? We're in business; we should try not to stir up trouble."
"Sigh, this public order, when will it end?" His parents sighed and left their son's bedroom, not disturbing his reading anymore.
Fang Bai watched his parents' retreating figures and pondered their words. He estimated it would probably be another ten years or so before such incidents became rare.
Even now, it was much better than abroad. In some countries, people would fight and kill each other for resources at the drop of a hat. People struggled to survive. Houses built with a lifetime's savings could be bombed at any moment. One might even be buried under their own house in the middle of the night. That was truly unbearable.
If a country wasn't strong, it would be bullied.
In another eight years, they wouldn't even be able to hold their heads up when bullied.
Fang Bai wanted to change some things in this life, but currently, he truly had no ability. Even eight years later, there was little hope.
But it was still good to contribute to the country's technological development. He would take it slowly.
As long as the Golden Finger was strong enough, he wouldn't fear the monopoly of high-end technology.
Fang Bai lowered his head and continued reading his mechanical drawing books, not wanting to waste too much time.
The Golden Finger's function was incredibly powerful. He now saw a glimmer of hope, and this was not arrogance, but confidence derived from the Golden Finger.
His index finger was only level 2, yet his learning ability had greatly improved.
His middle finger at level 4 had undergone a qualitative change and could already analyze and correct errors in design drawings.
His ring finger at level 3 was becoming increasingly mysterious, even capable of changing his alcohol tolerance.
It could be said that with the Golden Finger, Fang Bai possessed every possibility.