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Chapter 160 0157 [Li Jun: Chen Guiliang and I are buddies]

Bian Guanyue's father, Bian Jingsong, also had a very rich life experience.

Bian Jinsong resigned from his teaching job and worked in many industries.

What prompted him to start his business was a news report about a young man named Yang Zuwei who started selling mosquito nets at a street stall in 1980 and earned 100 million yuan in six years, becoming the first millionaire in Sichuan!
Spurred on, Bian Jingsong also went to sell mosquito nets.

Then he discovered that mosquito nets were sold everywhere on Qingnian Road. Moreover, most of the stall owners had impulsively decided to start their businesses after reading that report.

The person who wholesaled the nylon mosquito nets to them was none other than the millionaire Yang Zuwei…

Bian Jingsong's first entrepreneurial venture failed because there were too many competitors and he couldn't sell any. He had no choice but to give away the remaining mosquito nets to relatives and friends for free.

Then, he borrowed more than 1,000 yuan from his parents, sister, and friends, and rode his bicycle to collect secondhand goods to sell at the City God Temple market. After two years of hard work, he only managed to save a little over 3000 yuan after paying off his debts.

For the next two years, he set up a stall selling electronic products, such as calculators and digital watches. He earned quite a lot when he first started, but the competition became fierce in the second year, with vendors selling these things everywhere.

It was around this time that he met the beautiful widow, which led to his divorce from his first wife.

Bian Jinsong chose to leave with nothing, leaving all of the more than 36000 yuan he had saved over the years to Bian Guanyue's biological mother, while he himself only had some unsold electronic products left.

At this time, a private stock market emerged in the Chenghuang Temple area of ​​Chengdu—the Shanghai Stock Exchange had not yet been established.

After his divorce, Bian Jingsong did not marry his second wife immediately. However, he borrowed 3000 yuan from that woman and bought 15 shares of stock at the City God Temple. In less than a week, the 3000 yuan turned into 8000 yuan!
Bian Jingsong was quite regretful; if he had sold it two days later, it could have been worth ten thousand yuan.

He invested all 8000 yuan into stocks. Five months later, it had grown to 13 yuan!

These stocks were all illegally issued by private individuals and were traded entirely face-to-face in private transactions.

Moreover, prices only go up and never down.

Bian Jingsong became increasingly uneasy as he played the stock market. When his net worth swelled to 20 yuan, he withdrew and went to open a restaurant. Due to poor management, he lost 4 yuan in six months and had to close down and sell the business.

After two years of this, changing industries several times, he lost 20 yuan, leaving him with only 5 yuan.

Hearing about the real estate speculation boom on Hainan Island, Bian Jinsong and his second wife each invested 5 yuan to speculate on land there. In just over a year, their initial investment of 10 yuan ballooned to over 400 million yuan.

Then it almost led to a divorce. Bian Jingsong felt that he should stop while he was ahead, but his second wife thought that prices would continue to rise.

The couple argued so fiercely that they had no choice but to split their finances and break up.

Bian Jinsong took 200 million yuan back to his hometown, while his wife took over 200 million yuan to continue speculating in land. They also agreed to file for divorce once his wife returned home.

Three months later, his second wife lost everything!
But the divorce didn't go through; the woman got pregnant...

In 1994, the Funan River renovation project was launched, requiring the resettlement of more than 6 households, and several real estate companies emerged as a result.

Bian Jingsong also established a real estate company through his second wife's family connections. However, he only received a small share of the land, barely enough to build a single residential complex.

Nowadays, Bian Jinsong mainly runs a hotel business, and also does some real estate on the side.

Perhaps it's his past entrepreneurial experience that makes him so cautious in business now. Even during the real estate boom, Bian Jingsong didn't engage in large-scale expansion.

The main focus is on a stable and balanced approach.

……

"Mr. Bian, this is today's newspaper, and these are the documents that need to be signed..."

The female secretary is very beautiful and has a lot of charm.

This was Bian Jingsong testing his wife. He had transferred his previous male secretary to a hotel as a department manager, and specifically replaced him with a beautiful female secretary, to see when his wife would come to the company and cause a scene.

Bian Jingsong's father-in-law had passed away two years ago, and he no longer wanted to be controlled by his wife.

He's had enough!

Replacing the female secretary was just the first step; next, several mid-to-high-level managers in the company would be replaced—all of whom were relatives and friends of the wife.

If his wife reacts too strongly, he wouldn't mind sending one or two of them to jail.

He had already gathered enough evidence.

After signing several documents, Bian Jingsong sat in his office reading the newspaper.

The secretary had already organized the newspapers, highlighting important news items for Bian Jingsong to read quickly.

People's Daily, Guangming Daily, Southern Metropolis Daily, Xihua Metropolitan Daily... as well as several mainstream financial newspapers.

In the past two years, Chengdu's real estate market has developed rapidly.

The average price in 2003 was only 1911 yuan, but it doubled to 3713 yuan in 2004.

This year, the "Eight Measures" were introduced, with the central government aiming to cool down the real estate market. In Shanghai, new apartment complexes have seen prices plummet by 30% or even 40%.

However, prices in Chengdu are still rising, though not as sharply as last year, with the average price now reaching 3900 yuan.

Could it be that I made a mistake in my judgment and was too cautious in my investment?
Bian Jingsong felt he was falling behind the times. He always waited until he had relatively ample funds before taking out loans to acquire land and build new properties. He wasted many opportunities!

His wife is much more radical. Because of their differing business philosophies, the couple has argued countless times in the past two years.

"what?"

Although the reporter from Xihua City Daily was not invited to Beijing this time, its sister newspaper, Daily Economic News, brought back enough interview materials.

"A 19-year-old from Sichuan becomes a billionaire!"

Full-page report.

"Over the past year, this newspaper has been following up on Chen Guiliang, who was specially admitted to Peking University with a lower admission score. He went from being an ordinary senior high school student to being admitted to Peking University because of the New Concept Writing Competition..."

"Just last weekend, ByteDance, founded by Chen Guiliang, received a total of $500 million in investment from two venture capital firms, IDG and DFJ... The company's post-investment valuation is $3000 million, or 2.48 million yuan. Chen Guiliang personally holds 64.4% of the shares, and his net worth is approximately 1.6 million yuan..."

"And all of this happened the day before his 19th birthday. Chen Guiliang said it was the best birthday gift he could give himself..."

"From a left-behind child in a rural area of ​​southern Sichuan to the owner of a technology company with assets exceeding 100 million yuan, Chen Guiliang made a remarkable transformation in just one year..."

Bian Jingsong was speechless, holding the newspaper and unable to utter a word for a long time.

Am I really falling behind the times?

He worked hard for many years and built a large company. But after deducting the shares held by his wife, brother-in-law, and sister-in-law, his own shares were only worth a little over 100 million, most of which were fixed assets.

How come my daughter's boyfriend surpassed me in just one year?

He has Chen Guiliang's mobile phone number.

After thinking about it, I dialed the number.

"Hello, Uncle Bian, I'm in class..." The voice on the phone was very low.

Attend class?

Bian Jinsong's expression was even more interesting; he felt like he had wasted half his life on dogs.

"Then I won't disturb your class. I'll call you back at noon," Bian Jinsong said.

They said goodbye and hung up the phone.

Bian Jingsong called his wife again: "Big sister (nickname), have you read the *Xihua City Daily*? It's nothing... Last time we took Guanguan to school, didn't we run into a young man at the airport? Haha, that kid started a company, and now he's worth more than me... I'm not lying to you, just find a newspaper and you'll see..."

After finishing his call with his wife, Bian Jingsong was still worried about his daughter. He knew all too well that once a man became successful, he was never short of beautiful women. Would that guy dump his daughter?

He picked up the phone and then put it down again, afraid of disturbing his daughter's studies.

It wasn't until noon that Bian Jingsong called his daughter: "Guanguan, are you still dating Chen Guiliang?"

"Yes," Bian Guanyue readily admitted.

“He didn’t…” Bian Jingsong didn’t know what to say.

Bian Guanyue asked, "Is there anything?"

“It’s nothing,” Bian Jingsong said. “You usually have a bad temper, so don’t be petty with your boyfriend, especially when he’s busy with important things. If he makes a mistake, don’t start a fight right away; you should be more strategic… If all else fails, just break up.”

Bian Guanyue looked completely confused: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

“Dad has been through this before… um, you should know about your uncle’s situation, right?” Bian Jingsong began to give examples.

Bian Guanyue said angrily, "Chen Guiliang would never be like my uncle!"

Bian Jingsong said, "I'm not saying he's definitely like your uncle, but that when a man succeeds in his career, he will inevitably face all sorts of temptations. You need to be mentally prepared and stay calm when things happen. Don't act like you do at home, getting angry with me all the time; that will only escalate the conflict. I know it's useless to advise you now, I'm just giving you a heads-up. If he goes too far, break up with him as soon as possible; the longer you drag it out, the more painful it will be."

"I'm hanging up. Goodbye." Bian Guanyue sat in the cafeteria, holding her phone, somewhat bewildered.

She felt guilty after her father's words.

……

The financing signing ceremony took place on the evening of the same day.

Sichuan University, campus.

"I rely on!"

The guy in the next dorm with a computer suddenly shouted and rushed into Xu Haibo's room: "Bobo, come quick!"

"What's wrong?" Xu Haibo had just returned from tutoring.

That guy said, "Didn't you always brag that Chen Guiliang was your high school roommate? Damn, he's a billionaire now!"

Xu Haibo and several roommates, out of curiosity, ran to the next dormitory room and carefully examined the computer.

Two hours ago, the homepage of Renren.com posted an article and photos of the financing ceremony.

Xu Haibo was dumbfounded: "A...a net worth of over 100 million?"

“Damn, he’s turning 19 tomorrow, and he’s four months younger than me,” said the guy who sleeps in the bunk above Xu Haibo. “I only get 300 yuan a month for living expenses, and he’s already a billionaire.”

"Bobo, if I were you, I'd go work for Chen Guiliang's company after graduation. You'd definitely get preferential treatment!"

"That's awesome! He's practically my idol!"

"Bobo, where are you going?"

"cybercafe!"

"..."

Xu Haibo rushed to an internet cafe off campus, turned on the computer, and logged into QQ.

The high school class group chat was indeed very lively.

"You guys go check the school's intranet homepage right now!"

"Is Renren.com having another event?"

"OMG, I've been so busy stealing vegetables that I haven't even looked at the articles on the homepage. Master Chen is awesome!"

"what are you guys saying?"

"Master Chen is now a billionaire."

"Are you kidding me?"

"If you don't believe me, go see for yourself."

"My grass..."

"That's so inspiring. Chen Daxia used to be so poor that he couldn't even afford shoes. I remember very clearly that the shoes he wore in his second year of high school were patched up many times, and there were several patches on the uppers."

Why do I feel like this world is unreal?

"Let him treat us to dinner next time!"

"..."

A college in central Sichuan.

Li Jun, covered in sweat, walked from the basketball court to the cafeteria.

The cell phone rang.

As soon as he answered the call, he heard a familiar laugh: "Hohohohohoho..."

"What the hell?" Li Jun said irritably, "Just say what you want to say."

Guan Zhiqiang said, "Go check the homepage of Renren.com."

Li Jun said, "Tch, his website is lousy, I wouldn't use it."

"There's some earth-shattering news. Whether you read it or not is up to you. I'm hanging up," Guan Zhiqiang said.

Li Jun was very curious, but didn't want to use the school's intranet.

He stayed up until after 8 p.m., but he couldn't resist finding out what was going on, so he went to a dormitory room on the same floor. There was a computer there.

Li Jun stood at the dormitory door and asked, "Who among you uses the school's intranet?"

One classmate immediately said, "You found out too? That's awesome!"

"Let me check." Li Jun was still confused.

The classmate had already switched back to the school's intranet homepage, and Li Jun buried his head in reading the article carefully.

As Li Jun read on, he was dumbfounded.

“Li Jun, Chen Guiliang seems to be from your hometown,” the classmate said.

For some reason, Li Jun started bragging: "Chen Guiliang is my buddy. We're in the same class, and we both sit in the last row, with our desks next to each other."

"Erhu?"

"What the hell am I talking about? We're really good friends. When he was in our senior year of high school, he didn't have money for food, and I lent him a hundred yuan. He still hasn't paid it back. You know I'm very generous, so consider the hundred yuan a gift to him. We're friends, good brothers shouldn't talk about money, it hurts the relationship!"

"Then you're awesome."

"So-so. When he goes back to his hometown, I'll invite him to our school so you can all see what a big tycoon he is."

(End of this chapter)