Taking Over Aoshu

Chapter 3: Taking Over Aoshu

The next day, Fan Yu received a system prompt. A mission had been issued: In view of the host being too comfortable, please activate Entrepreneurship Mode. Sign-in rewards have a chance of granting shares in super enterprises.

Huh?

What was this? It was encouraging him to start a business? Did it not want him to be a dreamless couch potato?

But since the system wanted him to start a business, then so be it. He owned all of Financial Street and had connections and capital in abundance. Was he afraid he would fail to start a business?

However, he had too few ideas about entrepreneurship and did not know where to begin. Since that was the case, he might as well start with Aoshu Company. After all, he was fairly familiar with Aoshu's business.

No sooner said than done.

After going downstairs and getting into the Mercedes-Benz S450, Fan Yu headed for Aoshu Company.

A few minutes later, Fan Yu parked beneath Baolan Building and walked inside.

By then, Aoshu Company had become little more than an empty shell. Only the office still showed signs of activity.

Seeing Zhang Qian packing up her last belongings, Fan Yu walked in and said, "Sister Qian, stop busying yourself. You'll still be the company's general manager from now on."

Hearing his voice, Zhang Qian turned around and looked at Fan Yu in confusion. "Xiao Yu, what are you talking about?"

"The company has already gone bankrupt. What's the point of me being general manager?"

Fan Yu shook his head. "Sister Qian, maybe the company won't go bankrupt after all, because I'm planning to take it over."

"Huh?"

Zhang Qian stepped forward and touched Fan Yu's forehead, asking suspiciously, "You don't have a fever. Why are you talking nonsense?"

"The company can't even afford its rent anymore. Why would you take it over?"

"Even if the company is yours now, where are you going to get the money for the rent?"

She knew Fan Yu had some savings, but surely it was not enough to keep the company afloat?

The rent alone was five hundred thousand. Fan Yu might not even be able to come up with that much.

Besides, the company's operations were also a problem. If Fan Yu forced himself to take it over, he would only lose money. She saw Fan Yu, who had just graduated, as a younger brother and did not want him to get cheated.

Fan Yu knew Zhang Qian meant well and had a good impression of her. Taking out his phone, he said, "Fine, I won't hide it anymore. I'm actually a rich second-generation heir. I only came out to work to experience life. I'm very attached to this company and don't want it to go bankrupt, so I'm taking it over."

After speaking, Fan Yu pulled up the bank balance text message on his phone.

"Account ***3345 received a transfer of 4,000,000,000.00 yuan at 18:30 on March 10, 2020. Current balance: 4,000,009,120.10 yuan."

Seeing that string of zeros in the message, Zhang Qian sucked in a sharp breath.

"F-four billion?"

Zhang Qian had never seen that much money in her life, not even on television.

And after checking it repeatedly, she confirmed that it really was a bank balance message. It could not possibly be faked.

"Xiao Yu, are you really a rich second-generation heir?"

Fan Yu nodded. "The real deal. This is the monthly allowance my father regularly transfers to me. I've never touched it, so it accumulated to this much."

Damn!!!

Zhang Qian could not help wanting to punch Fan Yu twice. Could he stop showing off like that?

His father gave him an allowance of four billion at a time?

In truth, the four billion was the rent from Financial Street for one quarter, which Liu Jian had asked the finance department to transfer to him yesterday.

He had received the text notification after returning to Garden in Garden last night. But because of the system and his identity as the owner of Financial Street, he had become much calmer and was not overly excited.

After calming down, Zhang Qian asked, "Then after you take over the company, do you have any plans for its development?"

"You've seen the lesson from before. Foreign countries might cut off your supply at any time. Even if you have money, you can't squander it like this, can you?"

Fan Yu nodded. "Of course we won't keep doing things the old way."

"I've thought about this a lot over the past year."

"First of all, our positioning was wrong. Photonic products do have a market, but we shouldn't have been acting as agents for foreign products."

"Our country has actually been progressing rapidly. In the future, the country will definitely focus on supporting domestic brands. Foreign products may have a market, but they will also face suppression sooner or later. Besides, letting foreign countries control our supply lifeline carries great risks."

"Why don't we try domestic products? We might just succeed."

Hearing Fan Yu's words, Zhang Qian fell into thought.

"Yes, Xiao Yu, you're right. Domestic products will definitely become something the country strongly supports in the future. Foreign products will face suppression sooner or later. Using domestic products really might work."

Fan Yu nodded. "Since we've determined our direction, let's start handling the company's affairs."

"Bring back as many former employees as we can. If we're short-staffed, we'll have headhunters recruit some people for us."

"Let's keep the initial startup capital modest—one or two hundred million to start with."

"Uh!!!"

Zhang Qian, who had still been full of ideas, was suddenly choked speechless by Fan Yu's one or two hundred million.

Was he kidding? One or two hundred million was considered little?

But she did not understand the world of the rich. Perhaps to someone as wealthy as Fan Yu, one or two hundred million truly was not much.

After discussing matters for a while, the two of them got to work in earnest.

When you had money, you could do whatever you wanted. Why all the nonsense? Less talk, more action.

Fan Yu then had Zhang Qian contact an advertising agency to promote Aoshu. The simplest advertisement was to give gifts with purchases—a common business tactic, but also the most effective.

People nowadays all liked getting a bargain. If they could buy a product and receive a gift, they would naturally choose that product.

After contacting Liu Jian, Fan Yu had him reserve the entire floor for Aoshu Company and asked him to find a manufacturer of photonic products.

They now had a supply channel, and the company had expanded as well. Perfect. The whole operation was simple, too.

Starting a business was not difficult at all. Besides, he could contact many of Aoshu's old clients from back when he had worked there, so he did not have to worry about sales once he had supply.

That evening, Fan Yu and Zhang Qian discussed setting up a factory.

Although he was now using domestic products, supply was still a major problem. He could not always let others hold him by the throat. It would be best to have his own factory. Producing and selling his own goods was the proper path.

Employee benefits also needed to improve.

Build a separate dormitory building for employees. Anyone who worked for thirty years could have their apartment transferred into their name.

If employees received first-class treatment, they would be able to work with great dedication.

Not bad, not bad. He was very satisfied with his idea.

Zhang Qian's uncle was a veteran cadre at an optical products factory and had extensive experience. Fan Yu had Zhang Qian call her uncle over to help manage the factory, along with her cousin, who was supposedly a workshop director, too.

But it was only temporary. He did not have any talent on hand right now, so he could only make do for the time being. Later, he would gradually reduce the authority of Zhang Qian's relatives to prevent any one family from monopolizing power.

Although he had money now, he could not let others take advantage of him whenever they pleased.