ebonymovies Chapter 89 First Time topping the Domestic Rich List
Chapter 89 First Time topping the Domestic Rich List
Chapter 91 First Time topping the Domestic Rich List
Just three months ago, DeepBlue Technology was abandoned by the capital market, and even institutions sold off their shares at a loss.
The company's management's actions, such as investing a huge sum of 80 billion yuan to build its headquarters and venturing into unfamiliar industries, are incomprehensible to outsiders and are seen as a reckless gamble that will eventually destroy the company.
As a result, the stock price once plummeted to 6.88 yuan, and the market value shrank to 435 billion yuan.
However, since the country announced a ban on the import of foreign waste, DeepBlue Technology has experienced a dramatic reversal overnight and has become a highly sought-after company in the market.
The ban on importing foreign waste has given DeepBlue Technology an epic expectation.
Although DeepBlue Technology's management is aggressive and may cause significant losses, it's a different story if the company makes enough money to cover these expected losses.
The signing of a 165 billion yuan deal with three wealthy Gulf states directly confirms the logical reversal, officially ushering in a period of explosive growth in performance, with endless room for imagination in the future.
This was also reflected in the stock price trend, which immediately surged for five consecutive days to reach a new high.
DeepBlue Technology's current price-to-earnings ratio has reached an outrageous 260 times. For a highly promising growth company, it is not uncommon for the capital market to give it such a high price-to-earnings ratio.
Especially for companies with extremely high profit margins and technological monopolies.
With strong growth potential, the price-to-earnings ratio may come down in one or two years due to improved performance.
Three wealthy clients from the Middle East alone secured a mega-deal worth 165 billion, and there are still so many potential clients around the world waiting to be discovered.
The overall market size is huge, and there are no competitors yet.
Such companies and such sectors are the darlings of investors.
Zichen Bay Villa, around 17 PM.
Zhong Chu, Tang Guo'er, and the other four were in the villa's first-floor lounge area, having just returned from a shopping trip.
The women's outfits were all different, yet each one was dazzling and eye-catching.
They have been in Zichen Bay for four or five months now, and they are no longer as reserved as they were at the beginning.
The contract stated that they were hired to do housekeeping work at Zichen Bay Villa. Rather than being hired to do housekeeping work, they were more like a private dance troupe that was paid to perform.
Meanwhile, Tang Guo'er, sitting on a single sofa, was scrolling through the news on her phone.
Her eyes suddenly widened, and she instinctively let out a short "Ah," drawing the attention of the others.
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"Lin Chuan has become the richest man in the country?!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the lounge area fell silent for a moment, and all the women exchanged surprised glances.
Zhong Chu asked in surprise, "Really?"
Tang Guo'er nodded repeatedly: "It's true, the news reports that his net worth is 733 billion, you guys should see."
DeepBlue Technology's market value surged past 2000 billion yuan, and Lin Chuan's nominal net worth also skyrocketed to over 700 billion yuan, surpassing the net worth of Wahaha's founder and topping the list of China's richest people.
The women all took out their phones to browse the news, as the media were now vying to report on it.
[DeepBlue Technology's market value surpasses 200 billion yuan, propelling 27-year-old Lin Chuan to the top of the rich list] — CBN (China Business Network)
[Second Entrepreneurship, Less Than Three Years: Becoming the Richest Man in China – Analyzing Lin Chuan's Rise to Riches] – Toutiao
[What comes after the proteophagous bacteria? The logic and hidden concerns behind DeepBlue Technology's market value of hundreds of billions] — Caixin Weekly
[Plastic-eating bacteria, plastic devourers, terminators of white pollution, a technology and the richest person it created] — Southern Weekly
Prior to this, the youngest richest person in China was Chen Tianqiao, who made a fortune from the explosive popularity of the online game "Legend of Mir" and topped the list of richest people in China in 2004 with a net worth of 90 billion yuan at the age of 31.
Lin Chuan is only 27 years old this year, but he topped the rich list with a net worth of over 700 billion yuan.
He is also the fastest person to go from starting a business to becoming the richest person on the rich list. DeepBlue Technology was founded in 2010 and has not yet reached its third anniversary.
The online response was even more enthusiastic than that of traditional media. Lin Chuan's handsome appearance and top-notch modeling skills made him even more popular online.
Male netizens tend to focus more on his talent, ability, and wealth, while female netizens mostly focus on his youth, charisma, and wealth, making him a synonym for "tall, handsome, and rich."
Many female netizens wanted to follow Lin Chuan's social media accounts and leave comments, but he did not register a personal social media account such as Weibo.
However, DeepBlue Technology has an official Weibo account, and its followers have increased significantly recently, mostly from female fans who followed it because of Lin Chuan.
Female netizens left comments under DeepBlue Technology's official Weibo post, with some more extreme comments even saying "Husband, I'm here," followed by a long string of copied "husband."
Tang Guo'er looked at her phone and couldn't help but complain: "Those women online are too exaggerated. They're all calling each other 'husband' in the comments section of the official Weibo account —"
Sitting next to her, Zhong Chu glanced at Tang Guo'er, then looked at everyone and said with a smile, "Young, handsome, and rich, who wouldn't love him? Don't tell me you haven't even fantasized about it."
Upon hearing this, the women couldn't help but cover their mouths and giggle, but none of them denied what she said.
After some time, Lin Chuan drove back to the villa.
As the women watched him enter the house, Tang Guo'er immediately stood up, looking at Lin Chuan with eyes full of admiration: "Congratulations, Brother Lin Chuan, on becoming the youngest richest man in history! You're amazing!"
Song Wanqing chimed in, "We're all watching the news; the internet is buzzing."
Lin Chuan took off his coat, and Tang Guo'er took it and draped it over the coat rack.
He calmly said, "It's just a hollow title. The company's market value is just paper wealth, not real money. The real richest person isn't on the rich list."
Zhong Chu said with a smile, "Brother Lin, there are tons of female netizens online calling you 'husband'."
Lin Chuan: "Uh————"
The women burst into laughter, filling the living room with the sounds of warbling birds.
A moment later, Lin Chuan walked to the sofa, sat down, leaned back, and casually said, "Two people, give me a massage."
Upon hearing this, Wen Yining immediately walked around the side of the sofa and sat down to Lin Chuan's right, turning her body slightly towards him and naturally placing her slender hands on his shoulders.
Zhong Chu came over from the coffee table, sat down to Lin Chuan's left, gently lifted Lin Chuan's hand and placed it on his lap, and then began to slowly press down on him, one stroke at a time.
Wen Yining asked, "Brother Lin, why didn't Sister Lan and Sister Yuxin come back with you?"
Lin Chuan closed his eyes and said, "They're handling some work at the company; they'll be back later."
After enjoying the moment with his eyes closed, Lin Chuan opened them and looked at the women. He chuckled and said, "In this setting, music is fitting. Would you ladies be so kind as to perform a dance for me?"
He spoke with such conviction that the women couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle.
Song Wanqing looked at Lin Chuan and smiled, "We just bought a few sets of classical dance costumes a few days ago, but we haven't had a chance to show them off yet. Would you like to see classical dance, Brother Lin?"
"Can."
Lin Chuan uttered a single word concisely, and then adjusted to a more comfortable position.
Song Wanqing, Jiang Caiwei, and Qiu Mengtang went upstairs together, while Tang Guoer went to prepare music.
At this moment, Lin Chuan closed his eyes again, enjoying the two women massaging his shoulders and legs.
About ten minutes later, Song Wanqing and the other two gracefully walked down the stairs.
Tang Guo'er dimmed the lights in the living room by a few levels, leaving only a few wall lamps and floor lamps on, making the light soft and hazy.
Then the speakers were connected, and a melodious classical piece flowed out.
Lin Chuan opened his eyes and saw three women standing in a row.
Song Wanqing wore a light green, wide-sleeved dance dress with a light-colored ribbon tied around her waist. The wide sleeves made her move as lightly as flowing water. Her hair was styled in an updo, revealing her slender neck and delicate earlobes. Her eyes and brows exuded a gentle and graceful charm unique to classical ladies.
Jiang Caiwei changed into a dark purple, high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress). The darker color made her skin appear exceptionally fair. Her long hair was not completely tied up, with a few strands hanging down beside her ears. She exuded both heroic spirit and charm, and her posture was much more upright than usual.
Qiu Mengtang wore a light blue traditional Chinese jacket with a thin gauze over it. The gauze fluttered slightly as she walked. Her features were already gentle, but this outfit made her appear even more ethereal and otherworldly.
The three women stood in the open space in the center of the living room, assuming their starting positions.
Song Wanqing turned her head slightly and glanced at Lin Chuan on the sofa, a smile playing on her lips.
As the first note of the music faded, the three figures moved simultaneously.
Song Wanqing was the lead dancer. Her arms were as supple as willow branches, slowly rising from her sides, her wide sleeves drawing a graceful arc in the air.
Her body leaned slightly backward, as if receiving sweet dew falling from the sky, and then she spun lightly, her skirt blooming into a water-green flower. Her dance was subtle, graceful, and unspoken.
Jiang Caiwei stretched out her arms, leaned forward almost parallel to the ground, and then suddenly pulled back, completing a clean and crisp rotation. Every movement was full of power.
But that kind of power is not rigid; rather, it is gentle yet firm, soft yet sharp.
Qiu Mengtang's dance moves didn't involve many large movements; she moved within a very small area. Every gesture and every turn was precise, and her body seemed weightless, with her gauze dress fluttering gently with her movements.
The three of them sometimes gathered together and sometimes dispersed, their movements coordinated skillfully.
Song Wanqing's wide sleeves brushed against her hair, and Jiang Caiwei's skirt hem drew an arc at Qiu Mengtang's feet.
There is a wonderful tacit understanding between their bodies, like three different colored threads being woven into a complete picture by an invisible hand.
Lin Chuan leaned back on the sofa, his gaze shifting from one face to another, from one figure to another.
Her legs remained on Zhong Chu's lap, her shoulders relaxed under his fingertips, and her attention was focused on the three dancing women, watching them quietly without saying a word.
At this moment, Jiang Miaolan and Shen Yuxin also returned.
Upon entering the room, Jiang Miaolan saw Lin Chuan looking quite content and pleased with himself. She said with a half-smile, "Look at this guy, he looks exactly like an ancient, hedonistic, and incompetent ruler."
"It's all because of you, Sister Lan, that you spoiled her so much—" Shen Yuxin said with a smug look.
The two walked over together and sat down in an empty spot on the sofa.
Jiang Miaolan glanced at the three women dancing, then tilted her head slightly, looked at Lin Chuan with a smile, and said in a serious tone, "Your Majesty has quite the refined taste."
Lin Chuan glanced at Jiang Miaolan, then, mimicking her mannerisms, chuckled and said, "Oh~, my beloved concubine is back."
Jiang Miaolan rolled her eyes at him.
After a while, the music ended, the last note dissipated into the air, and the three figures froze in place.
After a few seconds of silence, Lin Chuan clapped his hands lightly and said, "Hmm, not bad, classical dance is still the best."
The three women walked over gracefully and sat down on the empty seats on the sofa.
Their breathing was still a little rapid, their chests rose and fell slightly, and their faces still had a blush from dancing.
Lin Chuan asked, "These classical dance costumes must have been purchased with your own money, right?"
Upon hearing this, Song Wanqing and the other two women nodded.
Lin Chuan first picked up a corner of the traditional Chinese jacket worn by Jiang Caiwei to feel the texture of the fabric, and then tried on the texture of Song Wanqing's wide-sleeved long dress.
After a moment, he commented to himself, "I was wondering why there was something missing. It turns out the fabric of the clothes is just so-so. If it were made of custom-made, collector-grade Yun brocade, it would be perfect."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Miaolan said irritably, "How could they afford such expensive traditional Chinese luxury items?"
Yunjin, one of the four famous brocades, is known as "an inch of brocade is worth an inch of gold" and was once a royal tribute.
Its production process is the most complex and cannot be completely replaced by machines to this day. It weaves five centimeters a day and uses a large amount of gold thread and peacock feather thread, making it as beautiful as clouds.
Custom-made collectible items typically cost tens of thousands of yuan per meter, while works by intangible cultural heritage masters or those featuring royal patterns can fetch hundreds of thousands of yuan.
The three women's dance costumes were not made of the four famous brocade fabrics, but rather of a shimmering brocade.
This type of fabric is mostly a modern imitation of polyester fiber, which achieves a shimmering effect through metallic threads. The price of ordinary fabric is around one hundred yuan per meter.
However, their dance costumes are made of high-end handmade silk. Although the price is not as outrageous as that of Nanjing brocade, it still reaches more than 1,000 yuan per meter, which is quite expensive for the general public.
This price is still affordable for Song Wanqing and her friends, but they couldn't afford anything more expensive.
Lin Chuan thought for a moment and decided that if he wasn't willing to spend money, he shouldn't touch the top luxury products in China.
He immediately looked at Shen Yuxin: "Budget 2000 million yuan and use high-end handmade and high-end collectible brocade fabric to have experts make some traditional Chinese dance costumes, such as long skirts with wide sleeves and ruqun with a high waist, and prepare some costumes in different styles from different dynasties."
With such a high budget, the custom-made clothes are only for Song Wanqing and the others to use, and will not be given to them for free as their private property.
It's not that Lin Chuan is short of money or petty; it's just that one thing is one thing.
If I leave the company in the future, it wouldn't be a problem to give them one or two items as a memento.
A truly high-end, collectible Yun brocade long dress with wide sleeves typically costs over 20 yuan. If rare materials such as gold thread or peacock feather thread are used, the final price of the garment can rise to the million-yuan level.
For this level of cost, a budget of 20 million would only be enough to make 2000 custom-made garments.
To satisfy multiple styles and dynasties, and for six people to use, at least 200 pieces are needed.
Lin Chuan immediately changed his mind: "20 million shouldn't be enough, let's increase it to 200 million. That should be enough to customize more than 100 pieces. If it's not enough, we can add more later."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Chu, Song Wanqing, and the other women all showed a slight look of surprise on their faces.
This was far more extravagant than they could have imagined.
Lin Chuan glanced at the women and calmly smiled, "Since we're going to do this seriously, then of course we'll do the best. Two hundred million is nothing."
Jiang Miaolan glanced at Lin Chuan: "If word gets out and the outside world knows that your newly crowned richest man's private life is so extravagant, it will definitely be on the front page of the news in a matter of seconds."
That's not true.
Moreover, it will definitely attract huge controversy and criticism, and while countless people criticize it, they will also be extremely envious and jealous in secret.
Lin Chuan remained calm, shrugging as if he didn't care.
He never intended to cultivate a virtuous and upright image for himself. As long as he didn't compromise his principles and could distinguish right from wrong in matters of principle, a mix of praise and criticism was the most comfortable state for him.
At most, he might be criticized for being extremely extravagant, but Lin Chuan didn't care at all. He didn't take such pressure or moral blackmail to heart.
Finally, Lin Chuan circled the living room and suddenly said to himself, "This house is still a bit small. In a while, we'll build a super manor, and it would be even better with a dedicated performance stage."
When it comes to enjoying life, Lin Chuan is absolutely unambiguous.
Upon hearing this, Shen Yuxin, who was standing nearby, immediately looked at Lin Chuan and asked, "You really want to start a private dance troupe?"
Lin Chuan calmly replied, "What else?"
He then looked at Song Wanqing and the other women and said with a smile, "You should practice your talents well, and you will become the core members of the song and dance troupe."
"Hmm~"
Upon hearing this, all the women nodded in agreement.
Building a private super-luxury estate was an idea Lin Chuan had long had, but there was no rush.
"You all did a good job today," Lin Chuan said to Song Wanqing and the others, then turned to Shen Yuxin and instructed, "Give each of them 1 yuan as a reward for their spending money."
Upon hearing this, the six women immediately beamed with joy, exchanged glances, and then looked at Lin Chuan in unison, saying, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Based on the emotional value offered, Lin Chuan immediately changed his mind: "Add another 1."
After the little incident, everyone went back to their own business.
After a while, Song Wanqing sat down next to Lin Chuan: "Brother Lin, there's something I want to ask you."
Lin Chuan met her gaze: "What is it?"
Song Wanqing then asked, "Is it still a good time to buy DeepBlue Technology's stock?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Chuan looked at her with slight surprise, then asked with great interest, "Oh? You want to invest?"
Song Wanqing nodded: "Yes, I have that idea, but the stock market is very risky. I don't dare to buy other stocks. If it doesn't work out, I'll just put my money in the bank."
I've been here for over four months now, earning a monthly salary of 5 yuan, and I also get extra pocket money rewards from time to time, like just now.
With actual expenses not being high, Song Wanqing had already deposited 25 yuan in her bank account.
Lin Chuan smiled and immediately said, "Of course you can. If you're sure you want to invest, you don't need to buy anything else, just buy Deep Blue's stock."
Song Wanqing's eyes lit up: "The stock price has risen so high, won't it fall?"
Lin Chuan looked at her and said, "I can't predict short-term fluctuations, but in the next five years, you can buy anytime. Don't worry about the current price. In the long run, Deep Blue's stock price trend will definitely be upward."
He then added, "You can adopt a dollar-cost averaging strategy, where you use the spare money from your monthly salary to buy stocks, and then only buy and don't sell."
Song Wanqing met his gaze: "Buying but not selling?"
Lin Chuan nodded: "Yes, the profits from dividends alone will be extremely considerable in the future."
At this point, Lin Chuan smiled and looked into Song Wanqing's bright eyes: "The information you are hearing now is insider information that outsiders can't buy even for hundreds of millions of dollars. Strictly speaking, it's against the rules."
This statement is absolutely correct; it comes from the founder's confident reply, and its value is exceptionally high.
Lin Chuan added, "You can talk to Zhong Chu and the others. If they have spare money and want to invest, they can invest in DeepBlue Stocks through regular fixed-amount investments. But this is only for the few of you. You must not tell anyone else, and you cannot take out loans or leverage."
Song Wanqing smiled and nodded: "Mm."
The next day, all six women went to a securities brokerage in Xin'an City to register stock accounts. Zhong Chu and the other three had never paid any attention to stocks and didn't even understand them.
However, after listening to what Song Wanqing said, they all realized that this was equivalent to an invisible benefit that Lin Chuan was giving them.
Therefore, they all decisively decided to use their salaries to buy DeepBlue Technology stock.
Once your securities account is registered, you can start trading the next day.
The six women bought shares of DeepBlue Technology together on the day the market opened the following day.
At that time, the company's stock price fluctuated at a high level of 30 yuan. Most investors would probably be afraid of heights and dare not get involved if they saw this trend.
But they all went all in with their eyes closed, and the transaction price was around 30 yuan.
They don't understand timing or pricing, nor can they understand indicators like KDJ or MACD.
Just remember what Lin Chuan said: you can buy anytime, and you can only buy, not sell.
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