I'm Not Interested in Finance

"Mr. Lin Qi, this is what you wanted."

After returning to Bu Peien, Lin Qi did not immediately go meet Mr. Senator. Instead, he came to the headquarters of Jinhui Bank, where he had something to exchange.

To be precise, it was a stack of checks.

Very few people would use "a stack" to describe the number of checks. It seemed almost insulting to checks as a financial product, but Lin Qi had done it.

The sight of dozens of checks piled together was already shocking enough. On top of that, each check was for one million. It was simply astonishing! A certain sacred glow shone on the faces of the bank employees behind the counter. In front of them lay tens of millions in "cash."

Anyone working in banking understood what tens of millions in cash meant—

From that moment until Lin Qi left, he was everyone's "daddy." Everyone had to satisfy any demand he made, even if he asked them to strip naked and crawl around on the floor barking like dogs.

Fortunately, the noble Mr. Lin Qi had no such vulgar hobbies. He merely sat quietly, waiting for the money to be deposited into an account he had specified.

It was a newly registered shell company, registered through the method most commonly used in the Federation's gray industries: overseas funds commissioned a domestic registration.

Many companies in Bu Peien were involved in this business. They helped overseas companies handle a series of legal documents, then established a shell company using an anonymous person as its founder.

They would then sell the company to the overseas firm at a certain price. The selling price was equivalent to the registration fee.

When registering a company in the Federation, there was a very special... designation: "founder."

Federal law required the