Only Ten Percent of the Shares?

Wang Ye answered calmly:

"Put up ten thousand dollars, serve as the company's general manager, with a salary of two thousand dollars. Is that enough? If the company turns a good profit later, we can raise it then. As for the shares... ten percent!"

It had to be said that the terms Wang Ye offered were quite good.

Liu Jun could come up with ten thousand dollars without too much difficulty.

And the position was impressive too—straight to general manager!

It was just that the shares seemed a little scarce...

So Liu Jun asked, "How much does the company plan to invest in total? Could it be a hundred thousand dollars? Isn't that a bit much?"

He said that because if he invested ten thousand dollars and Wang Ye only gave him ten percent of the shares, then the total investment should be a hundred thousand dollars.

This was no small venture!

Wang Ye shook his head and said with a smile, "I already said it earlier. An initial investment of thirty thousand dollars will be enough. This kind of agency business isn't capital-intensive. There's no need to invest that much."

Liu Jun did not understand. Frustrated, he said, "If the investment is thirty thousand dollars and I put up one-third of it, shouldn't I own thirty-three percent of the shares? Why am I only getting ten percent?"

When their own interests were involved, no one would be muddleheaded. The accounts had to be made clear.

Faced with Liu Jun's questioning, Wang Ye was not flustered in the least.

He explained at an unhurried pace:

"Looking only at the cash investment, Brother Liu, you are putting up one-third. But a lot of intangible contributions also need to be counted as capital. Doing this isn't just about having money! For example, I'll need to secure office space, establish connections with domestic universities, handle promotion and student recruitment, and so on. Those things can't be accomplished with thirty thousand dollars alone. So naturally, that intangible capital has to be counted toward the shares as well!"

After hearing that, Liu Jun was once again left speechless.

He had long since stopped underestimating Wang Ye, but the more they interacted, the more he felt that he had still underestimated him...

How was this an eighteen-year-old boy who had not even graduated yet? He was practically an expert who had been in business for years!

Of course, he did not know that Wang Ye really had spent many years fighting his way through the business world—in his previous life...

Frowning, Liu Jun thought seriously for a long time, weighing the pros and cons.

His current job was stable. The pay was neither high nor low, around fifteen or sixteen hundred dollars a month.

There was no chance of any major improvement in the short term. Otherwise, he would not have been selling phone cards for extra income.

But the job's advantage was its stability...

The position of "general manager" Wang Ye had offered, along with a base salary of two thousand dollars, was much better than his current job. But whether they could actually make it work was still uncertain, so there was risk involved.

As for the ten-thousand-dollar investment, that was not a big deal. Whether or not he went to work at Wang Ye's new company, he was willing to put up the money.

After thinking for a long while, he finally said hesitantly, "How about... I put up the money first, then see how things go with your company? Once you've secured the office space and those so-called free employees, I'll come over then. After all, if I resign from my current job, I'll need to hand things over properly."

He was leaving himself a way out, planning to observe the situation first!

If Wang Ye could make everything he had just mentioned happen—even if he only managed part of it—it would be worth taking a gamble!

What he wanted to see was Wang Ye first putting together the company's basic framework. Then he could resign and join them, which would greatly reduce the risk.

He could not just quit his job before the venture had even taken shape...

Wang Ye clearly understood what he was thinking. Smiling, he nodded and said, "Alright. I'll get on it as soon as possible. In a week or two, I'll invite you, Brother Liu, to visit our new company! By then, there should also be a new shareholder. I'll introduce you two."

This time, Wang Ye took another seven thousand dollars' worth of cards, which meant Liu Jun received another five thousand dollars in payment for the goods.

By all rights, that should have been a good thing, but when he left, there was not much of a smile on his face. Instead, his mind was full of worries.

All he could think about now was the overseas study agency Wang Ye had mentioned...

On the one hand, he really hoped Wang Ye could make it happen. If he did, Liu Jun would definitely jump ship and join him. After all, he was one of the company's shareholders too.

Working for someone else would never be as good as working for himself.

But on the other hand, somewhere deep down, he seemed not to want Wang Ye to succeed...

It was contradictory, but that was how he felt.

Jealousy?

Perhaps there was a little of that.

After all, when he had first met Wang Ye, Wang Ye had only been an ordinary young man who had just arrived in Moscow and wanted to buy phone cards wholesale from him to earn some spending money.

But in the blink of an eye, Wang Ye was going to become his boss?

Anyone would have a hard time accepting that right away!

After meeting and talking with Liu Jun, Wang Ye strolled back to his dorm and made another call.

"Little Hu, are you in the dorm?"

Naturally, he was calling the rich second-generation Little Hu, Zhou Yuan's roommate.

"I'm here, Brother Ye. Do you need something?" Little Hu answered cheerfully.

"Yeah. Make a little extra for dinner. I'm coming over to mooch a meal, and we can talk while we eat," Wang Ye said without the slightest hesitation.

It was rare to see someone mooching a meal with such confidence...

"Sure! Come over around six, Brother Ye. I'll make a couple of dishes," Little Hu agreed readily.

Wang Ye had helped him out tremendously!

Never mind one meal. Even if Wang Ye came over every day to mooch food, as long as Little Hu had the time, he would not refuse.

At around six, Wang Ye put on a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, grabbed his wallet and phone, and left his dorm.

He did not need to go outside the building anyway, so there was no chance of getting cold.

As he passed the little shop in the lobby, Wang Ye went in and bought a few cans of beer. Carrying them in a plastic bag, he headed to Zhou Yuan and Little Hu's dorm.

Old Zhou was also in the room, busy clearing the dining table and moving chairs. Clearly, after hearing that Wang Ye was coming for dinner, he had joined in as well.

When Zhou Yuan saw Wang Ye enter, he looked up and said with a smile, "You're doing pretty well these days. You can find a meal wherever you go. I heard Wang Dan and Li Xiaoyun treated you to dinner a few days ago too, but you managed to offend Zhang Ke during that meal, haha..."

Wang Ye smiled indifferently. "They kindly invited me to dinner. I couldn't exactly turn them down, could I? As for offending Zhang Ke, that only proves he's too petty! A grown man fussing over every little thing all day—I really look down on him."

As they were talking, Little Hu rushed in carrying two plates of food.

"Brother Ye's here? Time to eat, time to eat! Today, I'm letting you try some of our Fujian specialties!"

The three of them took their seats.

Wang Ye glanced at the dishes. They were indeed pretty good. Little Hu had made them look, smell, and taste excellent.

But dinner was not the focus today. Wang Ye had something important to discuss with Little Hu...