Chapter 0724: Raising Money

"Mr. Chen, are you joking with me?"

Zhao Fusheng held the phone, his face full of shock, as if something incredible had happened.

On the other end of the line, Chen Tianqiao looked apologetic and said with a bitter smile, "Well, I know this is a bit much, but that's how it is. I've already poured all my funds into it. If possible, I hope you can also contribute some capital."

Zhao Fusheng rolled his eyes. "Alright, I understand."

"Well, if you're willing, for five hundred thousand, I can transfer five percent of the shares to you." Sensing Zhao Fusheng's reluctance, Chen Tianqiao said somewhat awkwardly.

Pausing, as if to strengthen Zhao Fusheng's confidence, he continued, "Although acquiring Wemade this time cost two billion won, I think it's worth it. Their game development team is truly outstanding, and I'm optimistic about the future of online gaming."

Two billion won. Zhao Fusheng couldn't help shaking his head and said solemnly, "Don't worry. Since I said I trust you, I will continue to support you. But five hundred thousand is a bit high. Two billion won at the current exchange rate is nearly thirteen million. Dare you tell me how much you put in yourself?"

Chen Tianqiao fell silent. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Four hundred thousand, no less."

Zhao Fusheng calculated. Previously, Chen Tianqiao had about seven hundred thousand US dollars left, roughly six hundred thousand RMB. He had scraped together about three hundred thousand from various sources, and with Zhao's investment, it was just enough to acquire that Korean online game company.

With that thought, Zhao Fusheng nodded. "I'll wire the money to you within three days."

With that, he hung up the phone.

The moment he put down the phone, Zhao Fusheng excitedly pumped his fist.

"Really, it's really true. Damn, it's actually 'The Legend of Mir 2'!" Zhao Fusheng was almost incoherent. Although he knew that four hundred thousand in cash might drain all the savings he had accumulated, he was even more aware that he had just secured another five percent of Shanda's shares.

Unlike Tencent, Boss Ma valued shares far more than Chen Tianqiao. He wasn't even willing to sell Zhao Fusheng an extra fraction of a percent, even though Zhao had hinted at it several times on the phone. But Ma Huateng pretended not to understand what Zhao was saying.

But Chen Tianqiao was different. He really had no money left.

Although Boss Ma claimed to be from an ordinary family, he had many big backers behind him, such as Hong Kong's Li Ka-shing and other super-rich who were already poised to invest in Tencent. It's no exaggeration to say that if Zhao Fusheng hadn't grabbed five percent of the shares before Boss Ma realized it, even if he waved his checkbook now, Boss Ma wouldn't give him a second glance. After all, Zhao Fusheng had too little to offer, and they simply wouldn't care.

As for Chen Tianqiao, before 'The Legend of Mir 2' officially launched, no one knew that this online tech company called Shanda would become a milestone in the history of China's internet.

Even Chen Tianqiao himself, who had originally gone to negotiate agency rights but suddenly decided to buy that online game company, was acting with a do-or-die determination.

Succeed or perish.

That was probably Chen Tianqiao's only thought at that moment. After all, if he were truly confident in this project, he wouldn't have considered asking Zhao Fusheng to increase his investment and be willing to give up his own shares.

"Four hundred thousand." Zhao Fusheng couldn't help laughing. How was this any different from robbery?

Shanda Group, with a future market value exceeding one billion US dollars, and five percent of its shares were only going for four hundred thousand.

Not to mention that he could afford this sum now, even if he had to sell everything, Zhao Fusheng would grit his teeth and buy it. When Shanda went public, it would be a veritable goldmine.

"How much cash do you have on hand?" Zhao Fusheng dialed Tan Kaixuan's number.

Tan Kaixuan was taken aback, then said curiously, "About one point five million. What's up? I've invested in a few real estate projects. Do you need money?"

"Forget it." After thinking for a moment, Zhao Fusheng said, "It's nothing."

Then he hung up.

He hadn't expected Tan Kaixuan to have only a little over a million in cash. But since Tan had his own plans, Zhao Fusheng didn't bother to ask further. How far Brilliance Technology could go would depend on how high Tan Kaixuan could reach.

As for the arcade, he didn't even call. That was a fallback for the welfare home. Even if Zhao Fusheng were at his wit's end, he wouldn't touch that money.

"Well, I'll have to rely on myself then." Zhao Fusheng muttered to himself.

Since Fan Baobao had class today, he simply tidied up and went out to the bank to check the balances of his accounts.

All along, Zhao Fusheng had been vague about how much money was in his bank cards. On one hand, because mobile phones didn't have balance alerts back then, and on the other, he really didn't know how much he earned each month.

His bank cards had income from navigation page ads, fees from his advertising planning work, and the box office dividends from 'Infernal Affairs'.

Though reluctant to admit it, Zhao Fusheng had to say that sometimes being too capable had its downside: you never knew where all that monthly income came from.

When he inserted his bank card into the ATM and checked, Zhao Fusheng was stunned.

There was nearly two million in deposits.

"One, two, three, four, five, six..." Carefully counting the zeros after the number, Zhao Fusheng blinked, confirming he wasn't hallucinating.

"So, without even realizing it, I've become a rich man." The slow-to-realize man muttered to himself.

"Two million, so I still need two million."

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment, took out his phone, and dialed Zheng Yao's number.

"Prepare two million in cash for me." Zhao Fusheng said directly.

Zheng Yao was startled. "That much? What are you going to do?"

Although Zhao Fusheng was the company's major shareholder, this was something she had to ask.

With a slight smile, Zhao Fusheng said, "I'm planning to make a personal investment. Consider this a loan from the company; I'll pay it back later."

"Don't be so formal." Zheng Yao blinked, struck by a sudden inspiration. "How about this: consider it an investment from the company. After all, you're the major shareholder, so it doesn't matter."

Zhao Fusheng chuckled. "No need. This is my personal matter; I won't trouble the company."

No way. This was his own feast; he wasn't about to bring others along.