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Lin Da hailed from Luo Bei City, which was quite a distance from Dongxing City. It was uncertain whether Lin Rong was still in Luo Bei City after four years, but we were sure that Lin Rong must have known that his father had escaped from prison three years ago. We couldn't leave, so we had to seek help from the local police to find Lin Rong and bring him to us.
Gu Chen stayed behind at the Boss's place, while Liu closely followed Liu Yinyan. The only ones free to move around were Guan Zengbin and me. We also had no idea what Jesse and the others were up to; it had been two days since we last saw Jesse's trio after parting ways at the garage, and we wondered if they had any new leads.
That night, the kidnappers did not call again. Just as I was about to sleep, Liu called me. He informed me that Liu Yinyan had finally recalled something significant and wanted me to come over. From Liu's tone, it seemed urgent, indicating that Liu Yinyan must have thought of something important.
Guan Zengbin had already fallen asleep, so I didn’t wake her up and drove alone to Liu Yinyan's villa. The night was deep, but the streets were still bustling with traffic; Dongxing City was a city that never slept, where people seemed to be perpetually on the move, busy like ants foraging for food.
I drove directly into the villa area and parked in front of Liu Yinyan's villa.
The villa was brightly lit, seemingly waiting just for me.
As I entered the villa, I saw Liu Yinyan and Liu Zheng sitting on the sofa, surrounded by a butler and several bodyguards. Upon seeing me enter, Liu Yinyan said, "You all can leave for now; I need to talk to Officer Wu. Officer Liu, you should step away as well."
The others didn’t say much and turned to leave.
Then Liu Yinyan began to tell me a story.
This story took place thirty-three years ago when Liu Yinyan was thirty-five years old. At that time, he had just invested in Rongding Group not long ago. The company was still struggling financially; during its early years, no capital dared to flow into it. Although Liu Yinyan had a meticulously calculated document in hand, no one believed him.
After all, in this industry, there is no right or wrong—only whether one has good judgment or not. Before investing, no one would guarantee that a deal would definitely profit. This is an industry based on qualifications and abilities; lacking qualifications meant that others wouldn’t trust you with their money.
The company's founders sat together.
One shareholder said, "If we don’t see any funds coming in this year, just relying on us won’t be enough to keep the company running. In six months, we’ll have to disband. Let’s consider this as practice for two years; we can find jobs afterward since we’re still young."
The others nodded in agreement.
However, these individuals were only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, while Liu Yinyan was already thirty-five. He was a full ten years older than them; this decade wasn’t just about age—it meant that Liu Yinyan lacked the time to start over. If he failed now, this industry wouldn’t welcome someone his age again.
Young people have plenty of opportunities to make mistakes; two years is merely a trivial period in their lives. But for Liu Yinyan at thirty-five, two years was time he could not afford to waste. He didn’t even have a home of his own or a girlfriend yet.
These young people were just inexperienced newcomers in the industry, and no one had high hopes for them.
"Then let's do it this way; let's pack up and prepare to file for bankruptcy," several founders said one after another.
If the company went under, Liu Yinyan would truly have nothing left. He had no savings and had even sold a kidney; he had no chance of making a comeback.
"There's no rush," Liu Yinyan stood up.
Among the founders, he was the oldest, and at the same time, he was actually the most capable one. These young people all knew and believed that if given enough capital, Liu Yinyan could become one of the top venture capitalists. This was something they had genuinely observed during their two years together.
However, without funding, no one believed in Liu Yinyan.
They were discussing animatedly, but Liu Yinyan remained silent. It wasn't until this moment that he spoke up.
Everyone waited for Liu Yinyan to continue.
Liu Yinyan looked around and said in a firm tone, "Can't we hold on for another six months? After that, it won't be too late. During these six months, let me handle everything. If it succeeds, I'll distribute according to shares; if it fails, I'll take full responsibility."
They looked at Liu Yinyan, whose eyes seemed to say: Trust me.
Thus, these young people chose to trust Liu Yinyan.
Then, they didn't see Liu Yinyan for three months.
What was Liu Yinyan doing? Of course, he was looking for funding.
As long as he secured enough financial support, Liu Yinyan had a way to expand it several times over within a few years. In the first month, he traveled all over Dongxing City, knocking on the doors of all the wealthy individuals. But the answer he received was that not a single wealthy person was willing to invest in a venture capital firm on the brink of collapse.
"What would you do if you were in my shoes?"
In the vast hall, there were only Liu Yinyan and me. His voice was low, as if deliberately subdued. A faint smile appeared on his face, but upon closer inspection, it was filled with helplessness. His hands were crossed over his cane, leaning forward as he pressed all his weight onto it.
I pondered for a moment and shook my head. "If it were me, I wouldn't have any way out. I might just borrow a little from my good friends, but I certainly wouldn't risk someone else's money."
Liu Yinyan sighed but didn't continue. Instead, she asked me, "So you can't be a venture capitalist. I often ask others what the most important thing is to become one. The answers vary widely—some say you need capital, others say a keen business sense, and some insist on strong analytical skills."
I was a bit curious. "What do you think is the most important?"
Liu Yinyan didn't answer but continued her story.
No one was willing to hand over money to Liu Yinyan, even though she knew that with funding—even just a small portion—she would definitely make a profit. Once this opportunity was missed, the document would lose its relevance and become nothing more than waste paper.
Liu Yinyan thought of a way to acquire substantial wealth.
This event happened thirty-five years ago, so much so that Liu Yinyan had forgotten this crucial matter over the long years; she even forgot how she earned her first pot of gold. The original accumulation of capital for some people is bloody; different people have different views on this saying. However, Liu Yinyan's capital accumulation was indeed bloody.
Liu Yinyan was clever; she devised an ingenious plan.
One of the company's shareholders had a relative who owned a Gold Shop. Liu Yinyan first approached him and spent a month at the Gold Shop before leaving. No one knew what she did there or what happened during that time; in any case, after leaving, Liu Yinyan never set foot in that Gold Shop again.
Half a year later, Liu Yinyan managed to raise a significant amount of money and invested it all in an internet company that had been established for only about three years, acquiring thirty-five percent of their shares.
Not long after, Rongding Group went bankrupt again, but the shareholders of Rongding Group held shares in this internet company.
Rongding Group was reestablished three years later.
In just three years, that internet company had rapidly become one of the top players in the industry. The value of its shares multiplied many times over, and those who held shares could easily live lavishly for life without doing anything. The internet company began gradually buying back shares; those who sold their holdings became millionaires overnight.
Having millions at twenty years old is something many young people can only dream of.
When Rongding Group was reestablished, they didn't hesitate to join in again. At this point, Liu Yinyan had already become a major shareholder of Rongding Group. From then on, her name resonated throughout Dongxing City, attracting considerable investment.
Liu Yinyan no longer worried about lacking funds.
"Where did your initial funding come from?" I asked Liu Yinyan, puzzled. "What exactly did you do at the Gold Shop? Did the Boss of the Gold Shop really agree to invest millions in you? That sounds a bit too legendary—someone with nothing, just using their mouth, can borrow tens of millions?"
Liu Yinyan stood up, looking around the empty hall, his lips twitching slightly. "Wu Meng, do you see this hall? Do you know how much a villa like this costs in Dongxing City?"
I shook my head and guessed casually, "I don't know, maybe tens of millions?"
"Tens of millions?" Liu Yinyan laughed heartily. "You must not be planning to buy a house in Dongxing City. Do you know how expensive housing is here? The average price per square meter far from the city center is sixty-one thousand, and in the city center, it's two hundred thousand. Tens of millions is just enough for an apartment."
I hadn’t really paid attention to this; it seemed like something from a distant future. I had never planned for marriage or buying a house. Suddenly, I understood why Liu always bought lottery tickets—the odds of winning the jackpot are almost as low as being struck by lightning.
But why do so many people buy lottery tickets, hoping for a windfall? They aren't unaware of how low the chances of winning tens of millions are; they just know that with their salaries, it’s impossible to earn that much in a lifetime.
The odds of winning the lottery are low, but at least they exist.
Seeing me silent, Liu Yinyan laughed again. "Three hundred million! Do you know what that concept means?"
I could never imagine earning three hundred million; in fact, I couldn't even fathom earning ten million.
"A hundred yuan Renminbi weighs about 115 grams. Three hundred million means three million hundred yuan notes. That’s 45 kilograms—45 tons!" Liu Yinyan stood up.
"What qualities should a venture capitalist possess?" he said slowly and deliberately. "Seize opportunities; what life lacks most is opportunity. As long as you can grasp an opportunity, you can have everything..."
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