Richest Rag-picker
Chapter 114 - 113: Small Garbage Transfer Station
Of course, if Fang Chenyi knew what Wei Yilong was thinking, he wouldn’t feel the slightest bit of shame. After all, once this company was up and running, it would be making a real contribution to environmental protection.
Setting aside Wei Yilong, who was burning the midnight oil to create a business plan and pass Fang Chenyi’s test, Fang Chenyi himself had just finished raiding the neighborhood’s trash cans on his golden bicycle. As a result, his bank account was successfully credited with over 700,000!
It was already past eleven at night when he returned to the villa. After getting Wei Yilong’s bank card number, he directly transferred five million to him.
Once everything on his plate was done, Fang Chenyi contentedly snuggled up with his wife and went to sleep.
The next day, since Bai Menghan still had no classes, Fang Chenyi shamelessly decided to sleep in. Not only did he laze in bed himself, but even Bai Menghan, who wanted to get up for a run, couldn’t escape his clutches.
Well into the morning, after enjoying a luxurious ’breakfast’ delivered by Char, a resigned Bai Menghan finally went into the study to look over her learning materials.
Meanwhile, Fang Chenyi gave Wei Yilong a call to ask if the guy had gone to register the company with the authorities. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
Who would have thought the guy would be so efficient? Although he hadn’t registered it yet, he had already finalized the location for the new company!
"Hehe, Boss, we really lucked out. There’s a scrap export company down at the city docks that’s going out of business. I just finished talking with them this morning. Three million a year in rent, and we get to use their entire one-hundred-mu factory complex! How about it, Boss? Isn’t that perfect?!"
Hearing the excitement in Wei Yilong’s voice, Fang Chenyi nodded in satisfaction. Three million a year in rent sounded like a lot, but it was for a hundred-mu factory complex. Not to mention, if he had the time, he could just sublet parts of it and easily make eight hundred thousand to a million a year.
Of course, Fang Chenyi wouldn’t actually do that. With the effort it would take to earn eight hundred thousand to a million a year, he’d be better off just collecting more junk himself.
They discussed the specific implementation details for a while longer before Fang Chenyi finally hung up.
But just as he hung up, the phone in his hand, not yet back in his pocket, rang again.
"Hello, Old Tang. What made you decide to call me?"
On the other end, in the general manager’s office at Lu Chao, Old Tang almost fell out of his office chair when he heard Fang Chenyi’s words. ’Good lord, you’re the boss! I’m calling you, and you’re asking me why I decided to call you?’
But then he remembered that this was a man whose net worth was in the hundreds of millions, judging by his car alone. Maybe a ’small’ company like this really didn’t matter to him.
"Boss... I’m calling to report on work, of course..."
Fang Chenyi poured himself a glass of water and spoke while drinking it.
"Hey, didn’t I tell you? As long as you can keep the company running and cover its own profits and losses, you can make your own decisions on everything else."
’It wasn’t that Fang Chenyi looked down on his company; he just genuinely didn’t have the spare time to manage it. Forget this company, he hadn’t even visited Louis Vuitton China, a company in which he held a controlling stake.’
’Of course, in Fang Chenyi’s mind, none of the massive companies the system had given him, as large as they were, could compare in importance to the small, five-million-yuan company he had Wei Yilong establish yesterday!’
"Alrighty then! You really trust me, haha! Since you’ve put it that way, if I, Old Tang, don’t double the company’s performance, then I won’t even wait for you to fire me. I’ll pack my bags and get lost myself!"
After declaring his resolve, Old Tang’s tone suddenly shifted. He lowered his voice, a sly grin in his words.
"Hehe, so, Big Boss Fang, I have some good news to cheer you up. That ’Green Turtle’ was caught."
Hearing the excitement in Old Tang’s voice, Fang Chenyi couldn’t help but find it amusing. Although that Green Turtle had tried to cause him all sorts of trouble in the past, Fang Chenyi’s status was completely different now. So, apart from a little curiosity about how the guy was caught, he didn’t feel the same sense of schadenfreude as Old Tang.
Seeing that Fang Chenyi just chuckled and said nothing, Old Tang asked with a surprised look on his face:
"Wait, I mean, Boss, aren’t you excited at all? Oh, right. A person of your stature... how could a small fry like him even catch your esteemed eye? Hehe. Still, you have to admit, the Green Turtle’s life is pretty tragic. Not only did his wife get done by Old Wang, but he finally found a mistress, and after she made off with Old Wang’s money, she just abandoned him and ran."
At this point, Old Tang suddenly let out a sly laugh.
"Hehe, Boss, you should have seen it! The miserable look on the Green Turtle’s face when he was caught, all tears and snot, it was so satisfying! And that older woman, she’s a real piece of work. After swindling the money, she dragged the Green Turtle along to ’escape’ with her, then used him as a decoy to draw everyone’s attention while she slipped away like a cicada shedding its shell. The pathetic Green Turtle didn’t realize what was really happening until he was caught."
Fang Chenyi simply laughed off the Green Turtle’s fate. After reminding Old Tang to clear out all the deadwood in the company, he hung up the phone.
He glanced at the time; it was already noon. He said a quick goodbye to Bai Menghan and left the villa.
’Since getting the system, he had managed to save up ten million, only to give five million to his dad and another five million to Wei Yilong. Great, now he was broke again.’
Shaking his head with a wry smile, he pulled open the door of his Lamborghini Sesto Elemento and got in.
’He had to admit, out of all his cars, this was the one he found most comfortable to drive. And, relatively speaking, it was also the most fuel-efficient.’
After leaving the residential complex, Fang Chenyi thought for a moment. He remembered a small garbage transfer station on his old route to work. It didn’t seem to have any permanent staff; it was just a temporary holding place for trash.
With that thought, Fang Chenyi turned the steering wheel, and the Lamborghini Sesto Elemento headed toward the small transfer station from his memory.
After driving for about ten minutes, Fang Chenyi finally spotted the warehouse-like garbage transfer station in the distance, which occupied several hundred square meters.
At that moment, he saw a garbage truck open the gate and drive inside.
He parked his car a short distance away and waited for about five minutes before the garbage truck drove out again.
After coming out, the garbage truck driver got out, casually locked the fence gate of the transfer station, and then got back in his truck and drove away.
Seeing this from his Lamborghini, Fang Chenyi was delighted. ’Looks like there really is no one in there.’
With this thought, he straightened his suit, tucked a woven plastic sack under his arm, and got out of the car.
[To be continued...]
PS: That’s all for tonight’s update. Feel free to leave a comment and suggest what kind of treasures we should find next.