The next day, Wang Tie Niu, who had slept well and was in high spirits after washing up, had breakfast at the Yun An Man hotel.
Because of the unexpected incident yesterday, his plans to play in Shanghai had to be changed. Before going to bed yesterday, he reviewed the things he needed to do:
The system had already registered his ID and household registration in Shanghai on the day he got the system, but because Chiron was hit, Wang Tie Niu had no car to drive. The system didn't give him more Shanghai license plates, so Wang Tie Niu had to go register a company.
It would take about 15 days to register a company. After the company was registered, if he wanted to buy a new energy car, he could apply for one directly in the name of the company. He wouldn't need social insurance or a residence permit, and it would take about a month to get the license plates. However, Wang Tie Niu, who was inherently resistant to new energy cars, would definitely buy a gasoline-powered supercar. He would have to take the business license and seal to the national license point to buy a bidding ticket and participate in the unit's license bidding, which would also take about a month to get the license plates. So Wang Tie Niu had to register a company first.
Secondly, Wang Tie Niu had to contact Bugatti about repairing Chiron. For certain ulterior motives, the repair cost had to be as high as possible.
The problem was that Bugatti didn't have any dealerships on the mainland, and the nearest dealership was in Singapore. As the owner of the system's forcibly registered car, Wang Tie Niu could directly contact Bugatti headquarters, but his English level was only Band 4, and he wouldn't be able to achieve the effect he wanted if he couldn't communicate effectively. So Wang Tie Niu needed to find a translator.
As a French brand supercar under Volkswagen of Germany, Wang Tie Niu felt that the translator should be proficient in English, French, and German. This also required him to spend time searching.
He now felt the convenience of having connections and subordinates. He had money, but he still had to deal with these matters one by one. The idea of being a boss sprouted in his mind for the first time.
However, as the world's top tycoon with a system attached, following the normal path was definitely not Wang Tie Niu's style. He was already on the road to inflation.
Wang Tie Niu had tried to register a company early in the morning. Following the instructions on the internet, he opened the "One-Stop Shop for Business Establishment" section of the Shanghai One-Stop Service website, clicked "I want to set up a business," and then he could enter the name he had chosen for the company according to the prompts, but then he had to choose the type, draft the business scope, registered capital, legal representative and supervisor's appointment, equity ratio, etc., which made Wang Tie Niu's head spin. He simply couldn't continue and decided to find a registration agency.
Zhang Lin, a business representative of Shanghai Jixiang Enterprise Management Co., Ltd., received a call early in the morning. A young man with a young voice asked him about registering a company.
Before he could finish introducing the basic materials needed, the other party said he couldn't remember them all, and they were too complicated. He wanted to meet and discuss it in person. Zhang Lin, who wanted to ignore this idiot, thought about his performance this month and helplessly gave the company's address to the other party.
Based on his years of experience, he felt that the other party was a complete idiot. Maybe he wouldn't be able to close the deal even if he talked until he was dry.
He wanted to find an excuse to slip out on official business, but the other party called again and wanted to add him on WeChat. Reluctant to give it to him, Zhang Lin was afraid that this idiot would come to the company to complain, so he had to give it to him helplessly.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he added the other party, he sent five 200 yuan red envelopes in a row. Now it was good. The idiot had become a God of Fortune. Zhang Lin, also being realistic, asked for leave from his leader, and he would do his best to serve this God of Fortune today.
It's not shameful to make money! Zhang Lin had already started to prepare the materials he might need today in a classified manner.
Wang Tie Niu, who had no car, wanted to rent one, but thinking about it, he felt a little ashamed to rent a car when he was supposed to be a tycoon. He also checked that the registration agency was not close to the Yun An Man hotel, so he simply asked the Yun An Man hotel to arrange a car for him. It would be more convenient to have a driver.
For this wealthy customer who had checked in yesterday and was expected to stay for seven days at a cost of 600,000 yuan, Yun An Man had already made preparations. For customers at Yun An Man's level, most of them booked the entry-level room type. Wang Tie Niu, staying alone, directly booked the entire ancient house for seven days. This was indeed a rare God of Fortune for the hotel.
Unfortunately, this God of Fortune, after checking in last night, didn't need any services and just liked to stay alone, which made them unable to use their strength. Today, they heard that the God of Fortune wanted to use a car, and they immediately arranged the newest and best Bentley Mulsanne for the God of Fortune.
The Bentley Mulsanne's chrome cross-shaped grille paired with the family's signature round headlights made the entire front look extravagant. The interior was also extremely extraordinary. The blue leather-wrapped center armrest separated the back seats, leaving only two seats. The leather connection had white stitching, creating a visually harmonious effect.
Wang Tie Niu sat in the back and felt that the seats were extremely supportive. The diamond-shaped leather was extremely soft. It was more comfortable than the Bugatti Chiron, but Wang Tie Niu just loved hypercars.
The driver, Lao Liu, was very professional. He didn't say a word that shouldn't be said. He kept to his duties and drove honestly. Wang Tie Niu also sat quietly in the back seat and used his phone to check information.
In this way, after 40 minutes, the Mulsanne stopped steadily in the parking garage of the office building where Shanghai Jixiang Enterprise Management Co., Ltd. was located. "Mr. Wang, please," the driver Lao Liu helped Wang Tie Niu open the door. The latter nodded, casually stuffed him with 100 yuan as a tip, and received Lao Liu's enthusiastic thanks.
"23-1-14," this is it, it looks quite big. Wang Tie Niu, pushing open the glass door, just wanted to ask, a middle-aged man in his 30s wearing a white shirt, suit pants, and leather shoes, who was sitting at the workstation inside, came to the door.
He walked three steps in two and reached the door. "Are you Mr. Wang?" Zhang Lin, getting a nod in reply, enthusiastically greeted Wang Tie Niu into a meeting room that had already been air-conditioned. After serving him tea, Zhang Lin sat opposite Wang Tie Niu with a notebook, ready to start work.
Even though Zhang Lin had done his homework, the following conversation with this young man almost made him spit blood.
"Mr. Wang, what kind of company do you want to register?"
"Introduce me to an unlimited liability company!"
"Ah? Mr. Wang, why do you want to register an unlimited liability company?"
"Because a limited liability company doesn't sound impressive enough, it feels a bit cowardly."
"~~~~Mr. Wang, this... unlimited liability companies must be composed of two or more shareholders, and the shareholders must be natural persons. Do you have a partner?"
"Ah? Forget it, then it's still a limited liability company, just me."
"Then does Mr. Wang want to register a sole proprietorship?"
"Yes, I'm the only one who has the final say, there won't be so much nonsense."
"Mr. Wang, can the registered capital be 1 million yuan?"
"Can't you fill in more? Will 1 million yuan make people think this company is a bit small?·········"
"Mr. Wang... the registration fee is calculated as a percentage of the amount. So the more registered capital you have, the more expensive the registration fee will be. Although the industrial and commercial registration is free, the tax department still charges stamp duty based on the registered capital."
"That's fine, what's the maximum you can register?"
"Mr. Wang... what is your business scope? The minimum registered capital for a labor dispatch company is 2 million yuan. You can't register without 2 million yuan. I'm just giving an example."
"I'm asking what the upper limit is? 2 million yuan, who do you think you're looking down on?"
The muscles on Zhang Lin's face twitched silently. If it weren't for the fact that Wang Tie Niu's extra pay was enough, he would have resigned to chase Wang Tie Niu away. Taking a deep breath to calm his emotions, Zhang Lin introduced to Wang Tie Niu:
"No. 10, China Petrochemical Corporation, registered capital of 121.07 billion yuan; No. 1, China State Railway Group Co., Ltd., registered capital of 1.7395 trillion yuan. Mr. Wang... how much registered capital do you want to fill in?" Zhang Lin said it all in one breath, and he couldn't help but add a bit of sarcasm at the end.
Wang Tie Niu frowned, "Isn't it 1.7395 trillion? I..." Wang Tie Niu, who was a bit high, was about to say that he would register 2 trillion, but suddenly realized that he was inflated out of control. Even if he had that much money, he couldn't be so eye-catching.
"Let's fill in one hundred million yuan for registered capital," Wang Tie Niu said calmly.
Zhang Lin, who was waiting for Wang Tie Niu to slap him in the face, immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He thought of a possibility. With this stunned young man's style of speaking, it was likely that he really intended to pay one hundred million yuan in cash.
"Mr. Wang, now registering a company is based on the subscribed capital system. You don't have to actually pay one hundred million yuan," Zhang Lin quickly explained to Wang Tie Niu.
"Okay, then let's subscribe it," Wang Tie Niu said with a regretful pout.
Zhang Lin wiped the sweat off his forehead, "Mr. Wang... have you decided on the company name?"
"I've decided, Endless Investment," Zhang Lin couldn't help but roll his eyes again, "Endless Investment, that name is also crazy."
"Okay, Mr. Wang... you need to fill out these forms... we'll take care of these. It will take about 3-5 days to get the original license. You can scan this code to pay the fee."
A few hours passed, and Zhang Lin finally finished this deal. He felt exhausted. When he sent Wang Tie Niu to the elevator, he suddenly remembered something and said casually, "Mr. Wang, do you need a bookkeeping company?"
"Bookkeeping? No, I'll hire a good accountant,"
"Ah, okay, Mr. Wang, take care," Zhang Lin greeted Wang Tie Niu into the elevator with a warm smile. When he confirmed that the elevator had gone down, he turned around and entered the company.
"Tsk, another idiot rich second-generation who doesn't care about his family's money," Zhang Lin returned to his workstation with a disdainful smile.
"Starting a company is really troublesome. I'll have to hire more people in the future," Wang Tie Niu thought silently in the elevator.