Resignation

Chapter 2: Resignation

Thump, thump, thump!!!

Fan Yu's heart pounded, feeling like he wanted to pinch someone's philtrum.

20 billion?

Are you printing money? Can you collect 20 billion a year just from rent?

Actually, Fan Yu didn't know that the rent for the entire Financial Street was indeed that much. You have to understand that Shanghai's Financial Street is the center of wealth accumulation. State-owned banks and private enterprises are all crowded on Financial Street. It can be said that all profitable businesses are on Financial Street.

The annual rent for one building alone can reach 100 million, and some high-end 5A office buildings have even higher rents, reaching over 200 million. So, 20 billion in annual rent is really not much.

No matter how turbulent the waves were in his heart, Fan Yu suppressed his emotions. After all, he had been prepared for this after knowing he possessed a system.

After speaking, Liu Jian waited cautiously, showing no impatience. He didn't dare to appear disrespectful to such a big shot and his direct superior.

Snapping back to reality, Fan Yu smiled and said, "Mr. Liu, please take me to the office building."

An exclusive office building for Financial Street. He wondered how luxurious it would be. He was now very eager to see what the world of a super-rich person was like.

Liu Jian quickly and respectfully replied, "Yes, Mr. Fan."

In the parking lot outside the Starbucks restaurant, Liu Jian took out his car keys and unlocked a Mercedes-Benz S450.

"Mr. Fan, please."

Liu Jian opened the car door and invited Fan Yu to get in.

Fan Yu generously sat in the back seat, and Liu Jian quickly got in and started the car.

One hundred and eight buildings gathered along the entire Financial Street, making it a place of towering skyscrapers, grand and magnificent.

Fan Yu looked at the scenery outside the car with great interest. From now on, this place would be his, and he was about to receive 20 billion in funds. He couldn't hide his excitement just thinking about it.

His exclusive office building was the tallest structure on Financial Street, and even the neighboring Tomson Riviera could be seen clearly.

Four buildings of Tomson Riviera were located next to Financial Street, along the Huangpu River, offering a panoramic view of the entire Huangpu River waterfront.

After the excitement, Fan Yu's mindset finally began to shift. With such an identity, he should change his demeanor from now on and not act like the commoner he used to be.

He should be like Mount Tai collapsing before him without changing his expression. Yes, even if Mount Tai fell, his expression shouldn't change.

He went into the spacious and grand study and took out the Financial Street documents to read.

The annual capital flow of the entire Financial Street exceeded one trillion, with over 200 listed companies and more than 50 companies with assets in the tens of billions. Among them were many giant enterprises with assets in the hundreds of billions.

As for financial giants like HSBC Bank, there was no need for detailed understanding, as their names themselves represented wealth.

The total assets of the entire Financial Street had reached tens of trillions. By owning this Financial Street, he was the coolest guy on the block.

After reviewing all the documents, Fan Yu carefully locked the Financial Street documents and property deeds in the safe. This was his lifeline and must not be lost.

At this moment, he was the landlord of those financial behemoths. Yes, he was the kind of landlord who would raise the rent if he was unhappy or tell them to move out if he wasn't pleased.

The ultimate landlord.

Just as Fan Yu finished everything, he remembered that he hadn't clocked in for work today.

"I'm the boss of Financial Street now, so I don't think I need to go to work anymore?"

"Resign."

"Yes, that's right, resign."

He was already the boss, so why would he still go to work? He would never go to work in this lifetime.

According to the memories of the original owner, his workplace was on Financial Street, but it was a small company called Arcane Photonics Technology Company.

The company's annual rent was over 500,000 yuan, and they only rented a small office area of about 100 square meters. It was truly a case of every inch of land being worth its weight in gold.

If it weren't for the fact that he had expanded the company's business for a year after graduating from university, Arcane would have gone under long ago.

It actually doesn't make sense for a small company like the one he worked for to rent office space on Financial Street. If they weren't making money, the annual rent alone would crush them.

But Financial Street is a brand name. Having an office here represents status and greatly boosts the company's performance.

Many clients don't care how good your company's products are; they care about your company's strength. Even a small company on Financial Street is more convincing than large companies off it.

This is the brand effect. After all, Financial Street has created tens of thousands of billionaires, becoming a miracle and a symbol of wealth in itself.

The office building where his company was located, Baolan Building, wasn't far from Fan Yu's private office building.

Arriving downstairs, Fan Yu walked less than ten minutes to reach Baolan Building. The distance was so short that he didn't need to drive the Mercedes-Benz S450 Liu Jian had left for him.

Seeing the fiery red Cadillac CT6 in the parking lot, Fan Yu's lips curved upwards as he walked in.

Fan Yu was handsome, the rugged, masculine kind of handsome that gets more attractive the longer you look, making you want him more.

At this moment, Fan Yu had changed into an Armani casual outfit and casually put on a brand new, unworn watch he found in the villa.

Arriving on the seventh floor of Baolan Building, the elevator doors opened, and Fan Yu stepped out.

This was the floor where Arcane Photonics Technology Company was located.

However, as he approached the company's entrance, he saw countless former colleagues carrying document boxes in and out and couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"Xiao He, what's going on?"

Seeing Fan Yu, that colleague shook his head and sighed, "Fan Yu, you don't know, the company announced its bankruptcy this morning. The property management supervisor from Financial Street came to collect the rent, but the boss couldn't pay it and has been ordered to vacate Financial Street."

"Bankrupt so quickly?"

Fan Yu had been planning to resign, but he didn't expect the company to go bankrupt directly. Did that mean he wouldn't need to submit his resignation letter?

A pure-looking woman suddenly bumped into Fan Yu's arms.

"Sorry, sorry."

The woman quickly apologized, but when she looked up and saw it was Fan Yu, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Fan Yu?"

"Wow, Fan Yu, you look so handsome today! This outfit, this watch."

"Quick, tell me, did you win the lottery?"

Fan Yu had been handsome before, but after changing into the Armani casual wear today, he was devastatingly handsome.

"Yang Shuang, how did the company go bankrupt?"

"Wasn't it fine yesterday?"

The company's receptionist, who was captivated by Fan Yu, snapped back to attention when she heard his question. Blushing, she said, "The boss's supply chain was blocked by overseas suppliers, and customer orders were due. The boss had to pay a large amount of liquidated damages, causing a cash flow crisis. That's why the company went bankrupt this morning."

"So, it did run into problems after all."

Although Fan Yu had only recently graduated from university, he had previously mentioned the company's potential risks to Zhang Qian.

The market for photonics products in China was already very small. To make money, they had to rely on foreign products. If the overseas supply was cut off, the company would likely collapse instantly.

He hadn't expected his prediction to come true.

Although the company's bankruptcy wasn't directly his fault, he felt a sense of regret. After all, it was the company where he had worked hard for a year after graduation.

He was the sales manager, and he had signed most of the company's deals. He was highly appreciated by the boss, Zhang Qian.

He had thought he could expand the company with his own efforts, but in the end, it still went bankrupt.

"Where is Sister Qian?"

Fan Yu asked.

Yang Shuang replied, "In the office."

General Manager's Office.

Fan Yu knocked lightly.

A slightly sobbing voice came from inside the office.

"Come in."

Fan Yu pushed the door open and walked in. It was a rather compact office, the kind with a separate glass enclosure.

"Sister Qian, what's wrong?"

Fan Yu had heard the voice sounded off from outside the office. Upon entering and seeing Zhang Qian's red-rimmed eyes, he asked.

Zhang Qian forced a smile and shook her head, "It's nothing, I just feel reluctant to let go of the company I've worked hard on for a year."

Fan Yu sighed.

There was nothing anyone could do to prevent a company from going bankrupt.

He had joined Zhang Qian's company right after graduating from university.

At that time, Aoshu Company had just been established.

One was full of ambition, the other was just starting out. They were both passionate, had no generational gap, and were full of hope for the company.

Fan Yu's position in the company was like that of a founding minister. In the beginning, when he was out selling, he survived on mineral water and bread, while Zhang Qian worked tirelessly, handling company matters day and night. Their unremitting efforts finally put the company on the right track within six months, with monthly sales reaching over 700,000.

But unexpectedly, just as the company was supposed to be thriving and breaking through to ten million in annual sales, the foreign country suddenly cut off the supply chain, delivering a devastating blow to Aoshu Company.

A large amount of liquidated damages were paid out, directly causing Aoshu's bankruptcy. Even Zhang Qian's investment company couldn't recoup its three million capital.

"Sister Qian, we're still young. We still have time to work hard, don't give up."

Fan Yu didn't know how else to comfort her, so he could only offer encouragement.

Zhang Qian managed a weak smile. "Thank you, Xiao Yu. I just feel bad for you. Your contributions to the company haven't been rewarded, and now it's all gone to waste."

Fan Yu smiled faintly. "It's okay. Although I didn't gain much this past year, I gained social experience. If I hadn't been out running errands and meeting all sorts of people, how could I have grown so quickly?"

"Yes, I will definitely rise again."