Good Intentions and Bad Intentions

Do not forget your original intention, and you will find your way to the end.

Wang Lei hadn't finished speaking, only mentioning the word "original intention," but it immediately made Zhou Feiyu's eyes light up.

That's right, any external things are ultimately external. Only what you fundamentally want is the most real. He couldn't let others' conditions disrupt his pace.

"My original intention is to engage in technology, making money while creating value and contributing to society. But all of this is inseparable from money and a company. Although the patent for FY-01 shouldn't be considered top-tier technology in the Galaxy Technology Library, selling it for fifty million is definitely not a loss. However, with only money and no company, it's ultimately like rootless duckweed, unable to progress further, and its influence cannot be maximized."

After some thought, Zhou Feiyu decided to proceed with the original plan and start mass production of FY-01 normally.

As for financing, it could be considered if the price was right.

Yang Jiacheng of Qian Jia Optics had reminded him that this world was not entirely peaceful, simply because he lived in a peaceful country.

With FY-01's powerful performance, it shouldn't just dominate the domestic market; it should also go abroad and contribute to the world.

And this would inevitably face a problem: the targeting and suppression by King Material!

King Material, which had dominated the world for over half a century, would not willingly give up its hegemonic position and would surely suppress him. This had to be planned for early.

"Then the terms of this financing need to be discussed carefully."

Zhou Feiyu said with a smile.

"Congratulations, President Zhou."

Wang Lei also smiled, a forced smile, with a look of both awe and envy on his face.

In just a few hours, less than half a day, Wang Lei had almost witnessed the birth of a "billionaire," and the other party was younger than him. This truly showed how people compare and goods are discarded when compared.

If Zhou Feiyu's business was only a few hundred thousand or a million, Wang Lei could still be calm, or even feel jealous. But facing a net worth measured in fifty million, he couldn't be calm at all, nor could he feel jealous.

This is science and technology!

Wang Lei secretly sighed, this situation was simply incomparable. Then he smiled and asked, "President Zhou, your company is just starting and is in need of people. If you don't mind, I'd like to recommend myself to work for you."

Zhou Feiyu was startled at first, then smiled and said, "I would naturally be very happy if Lawyer Wang is willing to join my team and start a business together."

Saying that, he extended his right hand.

Wang Lei was immediately overjoyed and quickly clasped his hands.

Undoubtedly, Wang Lei was a smart person, and even more so, a person who knew how to adapt to circumstances and had ambition. Seeing such a potential stock, he immediately wanted to get on board and "conspire for a great cause."

Zhou Feiyu had no objection. Everything in the company had to be done according to the law, and with Wang Lei there, it would save a lot of trouble.

As for ambition, when the company grew larger and hired more people, everything would be done according to the rules, so there was no need to worry too much.

Afterward, the two prepared to leave.

"Huh, aren't you Li Lanmei's nephew Zhou... Zhou what's-his-name Yu? Why are you here drinking tea too?"

A hoarse voice suddenly came in, calling out to Zhou Feiyu.

However, the person who came was clearly not very familiar with Zhou Feiyu, to the point that he didn't even call out his full name.

Zhou Feiyu looked up and saw that the other person looked somewhat familiar. After thinking for a while, he recognized him. It turned out to be Li Shihan's Second Aunt's Husband, Li Xingwen, the one who had a grudge against him; behind him followed a thin young man about 1.75 meters tall, dressed in a suit and tie, with a string of sandalwood beads the size of pigeon eggs on his left wrist.

Before they even got close, a powdery scent wafted over, and Zhou Feiyu couldn't help but frown.

"Lawyer Wang, you're here too?"

The young man in a suit and leather shoes greeted Wang Lei with some surprise.

Wang Lei nodded in acknowledgment. "Ah, it's Young Master Zeng! Yes, I have some business here."

"Second Aunt's Husband, I'm Zhou Feiyu."

Zhou Feiyu greeted Li Xingwen indifferently, then said, "I have something to do, so I came to sit for a bit."

Li Xingwen asked sternly, "Did you encounter difficulties with your startup? Is it a funding issue?"

Zhou Feiyu didn't want to talk to him much, simply said "No," and prepared to leave.

However, Li Xingwen suddenly pulled the young man in the suit and leather shoes forward and introduced him, "This is Zeng Xianbing. He also runs a factory in the county town. Recently, he's been looking for someone to invest with. If you have funding problems, you can talk to him."

Zhou Feiyu was instantly dumbfounded, thinking, Should I say he's kind-hearted or deliberately trying to disgust me?

Wang Lei, who was listening to their conversation from the side, also had a look of exasperation.

Good heavens, a poor person investing in a billionaire?

Zeng Xianbing, in his suit and leather shoes, wearing large sandalwood beads on his wrist, looked Zhou Feiyu up and down with a curious gaze at this moment and smiled faintly, "So you're Zhou Feiyu. I heard your maternal aunt introduced you and tried to set you up with Li Shihan? You're just so-so, I thought you were something special. Let me introduce myself, I'm Zeng Xianbing, also one of Li Shihan's blind date candidates, introduced by her Second Aunt's Husband. I'm not afraid to tell you, I'm going to marry Li Shihan, you've already lost!"

"Good heavens, is this Mars colliding with Earth? Ah, no, is it an egg hitting a rock?"

The expression on Wang Lei's face instantly became very strange, and the look in his eyes towards Zeng Xianbing became somewhat off.

He knew Zeng Xianbing. Using his father's connections in the government, he opened a packaging material factory in the county town, specializing in supplying some small factories in the industrial park. It had been developing for almost two years and had a net worth of several million.

In the county town, Zeng Xianbing and the sons of some other factory owners were a group of cronies, each calling themselves "Young Master."

Over the years, Zeng Xianbing had occasionally sought him out for some legal issues, so they were acquainted.

However, Wang Lei felt that these people were just playing around, so he was unwilling to hobnob with these "cronies" and kept a certain distance.

He never expected to encounter them here and witness such a gossipy scene.

Wang Lei had always thought Zeng Xianbing was already married.

However, Zeng Xianbing chose to compare himself with Zhou Feiyu of all people. He was about to burst out laughing.

"Do you think this is child's play?"

Zhou Feiyu looked at him with the gaze of someone looking at an idiot, then said to Li Xingwen, "Second Aunt's Husband, I have something to do, so I'll be leaving first."

Saying that, he walked away without looking back, completely ignoring Zeng Xianbing.

Zeng Xianbing's face instantly flushed with anger, and he snorted coldly, "Zhou Feiyu, you're not as rich as me. What do you have to give Li Shihan happiness and security?"

Li Shihan's Second Aunt's Husband, Li Xingwen, was also a bit displeased and muttered, "This Zhou Feiyu, he doesn't make much money, but he's quite stubborn."

Wang Lei, who followed Zhou Feiyu out of the teahouse, paused his steps, turned back to the two of them, and said, "Young Master Zeng, and this Second Aunt's Husband, chasing girls isn't just about having money. Moreover, do you think you have a lot of money? Some people have much more money than you, but they are very low-key and just don't say anything."

After speaking, he also strode away.

Inside the teahouse, only Li Xingwen and Zeng Xianbing were left looking at each other, "What on earth is he talking about?"