mtl008 Chapter 18 The birth of a billionaire!
Chapter 18 The birth of a billionaire!
"Where are the people from the review team?" Song Youan looked at Chi Yu and asked.
Chi Yu came back to his senses and said, "They just left. Didn't Miss Song meet them?"
Song Youan shook her head: "Aren't you waiting for my signature?"
"I'll let them go after the review is complete and there are no issues. I'll send someone to deliver the signed documents after you sign them. Miss Song, don't you want to keep a low profile? Seven people are from the review team today." Chi Yu explained, then handed the documents to Song Youan: "Just sign in the legal representative column at the end."
After Song Youan took it, she flipped to the back and signed. Chi Yu then handed her another document about his annual salary increase: "This needs to be signed, too, Miss Song."
Song Youan looked at him and smiled, while Chi Yu had a blank expression on his face, looking very businesslike.
She signed without hesitation. After all, it was her promise, so she would not go back on her word.
Ding!
[It has been detected that the financial review of the Lanting Club under the host's name has passed. The personal fixed assets generated by the Lanting Club will be credited within two hours, totaling: 2.38 million yuan]
[Note: Since the income generated by the Lanting Club is not included in the total amount of space-time transactions, it cannot trigger the hidden achievements of this system.]
2.38 billion!
Song Youan was stunned for a moment. She was originally wondering why her assets had not changed after the Lanting Club became hers. It turned out that she had to go through a financial audit before the part that belonged to her would be transferred to her name.
This system is quite law-abiding.
As for the 2.38 million, she knew a little bit about it, because today she first looked at the information related to the income and expenditure of Lanting Club.
Chi Yu organized it very concisely and clearly, making it look effortless for her.
The Lanting Club’s annual membership fees alone are nearly 10 billion yuan, and when combined with the subsequent consumption of members, the annual turnover generated is a very considerable figure.
Therefore, Lanting is also a major taxpayer in Jinghai City, and the amount of tax paid each year can be described as an astronomical figure.
In addition, as one of the best top clubs in the country, Lanting Club spends a huge amount of money every year on club environment maintenance, various facilities investment, procurement of high-end ingredients and many other aspects.
The biggest expense is the rent for the right to use state-owned land. The Lanting Club has a superior geographical location and covers a large area. It is located in the most central and eye-catching place in Jianye District, Jinghai City. The rent alone is as high as over 100 million yuan a year!
Therefore, as the boss, Song Youan, excluding all club expenses and on the premise of abiding by the law, can earn between 3 million and 5 million yuan from the club every year.
It is only June now, and the year is almost half over. When the assets in the second half of the year arrive, it will be around 4.5 million, which is very reasonable.
"Miss Song?"
Seeing Song Youan standing there without saying anything, Chi Yu couldn't help but call her softly.
Song Youan smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, I was just thinking about something."
"What about Lanting?" Chi Yu asked.
Song Youan nodded and looked at Chi Yu and said, "I thought about it and decided that I can't just give you a raise. Lanting was able to be handed over to me in such a perfect condition, with no bad debts or other legal issues. This is due to the hard work of everyone at Lanting. I should thank you all."
"Here, Mr. Chi, please draft a document and distribute it to all departments. Employees above the supervisor level will receive a 10% salary increase, and grassroots employees below the supervisor level will receive a 20% salary increase."
She can get nearly 500 million in assets from Lanting every year, so she doesn't feel sorry at all for taking out several million to give her employees a raise.
After hearing this, Chi Yu looked at Ye Deming. Ye Deming smiled and shook his head, thinking that he was indeed a young man, and he did things with his own personality.
"On behalf of all the employees of Lanting, I would like to thank Miss Song." Chi Yu said.
Song Youan waved his hand and was about to say something when the phone in his hand rang. It was an unfamiliar number in the same city.
Ever since the last incident of selling purple chrysanthemums, she had changed her habit of not answering unfamiliar calls. She immediately gave the two of them a look, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window alone and answered the phone.
"Hey?"
"Excuse me, is this Song Youan? This is QG Magazine. Remember you submitted a resume to our company a few months ago?"
"I remember. Excuse me, but you're QG? Are you the QG from the top ten international magazines?"
When the other party heard Song Youan's question, his tone subconsciously became arrogant. "Yes, it's this QG you mentioned. So, when are you free and convenient to come to our headquarters? We have something to discuss with you."
Song Youan immediately became serious: "Is this an interview?"
"Uh... sort of. As for whether I can get the job, I can't guarantee it."
The other party’s words are very confusing. If yes, then yes, and if no, then no. What does it mean to be like that?
But she studied fashion design, and fashion has always been the field she aspires to. When she graduated, she first chose to send her resume to major fashion magazines. She wanted to enter the industry from the magazine track, improve her aesthetics and professionalism, and slowly pave the way for her future.
In fact, some time ago, several companies have called her back and invited her to interviews, but she was hesitant because when she first submitted her resume, she applied to more influential companies such as QG, Fashion Revolving, and Shan Liren, and she wanted to have a higher starting point.
Now QG finally called her!
Even though she is now a billionaire, the seeds of ideals that were planted in her heart since childhood have not been extinguished. She can't just rely on money to become a social parasite. She still has to do what she likes and wants to do. Only when she succeeds will she feel a sense of accomplishment.
After hanging up the phone, Song Youan walked back to the two of them and said to Ye Deming, "Uncle Ye, I told Mr. Chi yesterday that I would invite you to dinner alone, but I'm not sure if this time is right or not, and I suddenly have something to do. Can I invite you another day?"
"You're welcome, Youan. If you have something to do, go ahead and do it. We have a lot of time together." Ye Deming responded with a smile.
Song Youan nodded, then said hello to Chi Yu and left Lanting.
QG Huaxia's headquarters is in Wudong District. Song Youan was glad that he dressed up before going out today. His overall image is fashionable and bright, which is in line with QG's positioning.
"Hello, I'm here for an interview." Song Youan came to the QG front desk and spoke politely.
The other party was stunned for a moment when he heard this: "Interview? There is no interview scheduled today..."
Song Youan was also stunned: "Ah? But I just received a call asking me to come over."
The other party sneered at her words and looked at Song Youan like she was a fool. "Excuse me, Miss. We are QG here. Interviews are all scheduled at a unified time and are notified a week in advance. We won't notify you at the last minute to come in for an interview. You might have been fooled by a scammer."
Song Youan frowned. Even though the other party said so, she didn't think the phone call was fake.
Just as the situation was at a stalemate, a lazy voice came from behind: "Is Song Youan?"
Song Youan turned around and saw a woman in a professional suit standing not far away.
She nodded gently: "It's me."
The woman waved impatiently: "Follow me."
Song Youan looked at the front desk: "Is this the liar you were talking about?"
front desk:"……"