Becoming the King of Bottom Fishing After Going All-In on A-Shares

Wen Zhiyu was taken aback: "How do you know what I'm wearing right now won't work? Did you peek?"

"You kept pulling at your collar, and you were curled up the whole time while you were running."

If your workout gear is appropriate, you won't need to do those exercises.

Wen Zhiyu's face flushed slightly, but this time it wasn't because of embarrassment, but because he was absolutely right.

"Okay, I'll go buy it this weekend."

"Um."

The two continued walking, and after about ten minutes, Wen Zhiyu suddenly spoke up: "Lu Chenzhou."

"Um."

"You just said that my problem isn't physical strength."

"Um."

"So, how's my physical condition?"

Lu Chenzhou glanced at her: "I don't know, you've never finished running it."

Wen Zhiyu choked for a moment and glared at him.

Lu Chenzhou's lips twitched slightly, but he quickly closed them again.

"Are you coming again tomorrow?" he asked.

"Come."

"Not running anymore?"

"I'm not running anymore."

"it is good."

Forty minutes later, the two walked out of the playground.

Wen Zhiyu had a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, but she didn't feel the soreness that comes with being stretched. In fact, she felt much more relaxed than when she arrived.

"Leaving so soon, tomorrow?" she asked.

"Okay. Let's run for a week first to build up our basic endurance."

"and then?"

"Then, depending on the situation, we can increase the speed and incline, or switch to an elliptical machine."

Wen Zhiyu nodded, going over what Lu Chenzhou had said in her mind.

The two walked towards the dormitory area.

The autumn night wind was still cool, but Wen Zhiyu felt that the wind tonight didn't seem as cold as before.

When they reached the fork in the road, Wen Zhiyu stopped.

Lu Chenzhou.

"Um."

"Thank you for not forcing me to run today."

Lu Chenzhou glanced at her: "You didn't need to force yourself to run in the first place."

Wen Zhiyu lowered her head, a slight smile playing on her lips, and then turned and walked back to her dormitory.

After walking a few steps, she stopped and turned back: "Do you have any suggestions for that sports bra?"

Lu Chenzhou stood under the streetlight, his hands in his pockets.

"AS-540, medium to high strength support, vest style, wide shoulder straps, anti-slip design on the bottom, choose dark color, light color will be see-through when sweating."

He spoke very quickly, as if he were reading a product list.

Wen Zhiyu was taken aback: "How do you know the model number?"

Lu Chenzhou remained silent for a second.

"I checked after you mentioned during the day that the burden was too heavy."

Wen Zhiyu's heart skipped a beat.

He checked after I mentioned it during the day.

I didn't check it after I saw her running.

She said during the day that the burden was too heavy, and he didn't say anything at the time, but he checked it when he got back.

"Why didn't you say so sooner?" Her voice was a little strained.

"You didn't ask."

Wen Zhiyu looked at him and suddenly felt a lump in her throat.

"Then I'll ask now," she said.

"Um."

"Can you just tell me directly next time? Don't wait for me to ask before you tell me."

Lu Chenzhou looked at her for two seconds.

"it is good."

Wen Zhiyu lowered her head, smiled, and then turned and walked back to her dormitory.

My phone vibrated.

Lu Chenzhou's message: AS-540, vest style, wide shoulder straps, dark color, got it?

Wen Zhiyu stared at the screen for a few seconds, then typed a few words:

I've memorized it better than I know your stock ticker.

Half a minute later, Lu Chenzhou replied with a single word: Okay.

Wen Zhiyu held her phone to her chest and walked briskly upstairs.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Lu Chenzhou pushed open the door of dormitory 302.

Xia Yaozong was lying on the bed, looking at something on his phone.

Zhang Yixing sat at the table, his computer screen displaying Hong Kong stock market closing data, seemingly studying something.

Yang Cheng leaned against the headboard, holding a book in his hand, looking down at it.

Hearing the door open, all three people looked at him at the same time.

"You're back?" Xia Yaozong put down his phone.

Lu Chenzhou hummed in agreement and sat down on the edge of his bed.

Xia Yaozong sat up, his tone less casual than usual: "Brother Lu, a few of my dad's friends, whom he can't refuse, are asking when you're starting fundraising now that your company license in Hong Kong has been issued?"

Zhang Yixing turned his chair around and looked at him: "I've had quite a few people asking me too. A group of high-net-worth clients from the securities firm have been asking me every day since they found out that you and I are roommates, which is getting a bit annoying for me."

Yang Cheng closed the book and glanced at Lu Chenzhou.

"Several of my friends and elders have also asked me about it."

Lu Chenzhou was silent for a few seconds: "Saturday, Sunday, and Monday, three days."

Xia Yaozong was taken aback: "Three days?"

"Um."

"What's the target?" Zhang Yixing's eyes lit up.

"We'll raise as much as we can, with a minimum investment of HK$100 and a management fee of 0.5%. If the performance exceeds 100%, I'll take a 50% commission; if it doesn't exceed 100%, I'll take 20% according to industry standards."

There was a moment of silence in the room. Zhang Yixing hesitated for a moment, then asked, "If we take 50% now, what about the previous percentage?"

Lu Chenzhou: "Please let us know in the group that I will liquidate the previous ones. Those who are willing to invest later will sign new contracts, and those who are not can redeem their shares."

Xia Yaozong, Yang Cheng, and Zhang Yixing all felt a little unfamiliar with the incredibly powerful Lu Chenzhou.

However, it's not entirely incomprehensible. The reason for taking a 30% cut before was because it was the first time they raised funds, and most of the investors were classmates.

Now that the company is established and on the right track, it's normal to handle things according to market conditions.

Xia Yaozong was the first to react. Time was of the essence, so he picked up his phone and started scrolling through his contacts: "Then I'll contact them right away."

Zhang Yixing also turned around and opened the investment group and customer group: "I've released the fundraising information."

Yang Cheng didn't say anything, got up, took his phone, and went to the balcony.

The three of them were busy with their own things. After washing up, Lu Chenzhou lay down and fell fast asleep.

He was asleep, but many people couldn't sleep that night.

Zhang Yixing sat at the table, opened the investment group, and typed a line of text:

Zhizhou Capital's fundraising announcement: The fundraising period is three days, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday. The minimum investment is HKD 100 million, and the management fee is 0.5%.

Performance-based commission: 20% of the annualized return up to 100%, and 50% of the return exceeding 100%.

Previous managed accounts will be liquidated. Those who wish to reinvest can sign a new contract, while those who do not wish to can redeem their accounts.

The moment the message was sent, the group chat exploded.

50%???

"A management fee of only 0.5%? Brother Lu isn't going to earn a fixed income!"

"For any profit exceeding 100%, he takes 50%. Does that mean if Brother Lu earns 200%, he takes 20% of the first 100% and 50% of the second 100%?"

"Yes, all in all, he gets 35%, and the investors get 65%."

"What if he earns 300%?"

「第一个100%他拿20，后面两个100%各拿50，综合他拿40%，投资人拿60%。」

"Ruthless! But what if he doesn't make 100%?"

"He can't earn 100%, he can only get 20%, and the management fee is only 0.5%, he can't even afford to eat."

"This clause clearly shows that if he wants to make big money, he must first help investors make big money."

That makes sense.

The news spread like wildfire through the boys' dormitory.

Someone crawled out of bed, put on slippers, and ran to the next dormitory to ask, "Have you seen Lu Chenzhou's fundraising announcement?"

Someone woke up their sleeping roommate and said, "Quick, check the group chat! Brother Lu is raising funds!"

Someone even shouted in the hallway, and the building manager scolded him for making noise in the middle of the night, but no one paid any attention to him.