134: Chapter 134 The Boiling Point at Changcheng No.1 Middle School

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wang Guoqiang put away his smile and said seriously, "Zhao Yang, that... Mingming spoke to me earlier about the investment..."

"Yes, Uncle Wang, please go ahead."

Zhao Yang set down his teacup.

Wang Guoqiang took a thick file folder from under the coffee table and handed it to Zhao Yang.

"This is the share transfer agreement for our clothing factory. We are transferring 50% of the factory's shares to you. Mingming will remain the legal representative, but from now on, you make the calls regarding the factory's direction. We will have absolutely no objections!"

Zhao Yang took the file and flipped through it.

The terms were clear and fair. One could even say the Wang family had conceded some profit. After all, a well-functioning physical factory has significant fixed assets and skilled workers.

"Alright, that works."

He picked up a pen and signed his name on the agreement.

"Uncle Wang, since the agreement is signed, let me say a few words."

Zhao Yang closed the file, his gaze becoming sharp.

"After the New Year, the factory needs to undergo a comprehensive transformation. We will stop all external OEM work and focus entirely on producing the clothing styles from the drawings I provided.

Additionally, we need to register a new brand called Fenglan. The target is the fast-fashion demographic."

"We aren't making cheap street stall goods for the county; we are going to use the E-commerce Platform to sell these clothes to university students all over the country, and perhaps even to foreigners."

Wang Guoqiang and Wang Ming's mother listened, stunned. Although they didn't really understand concepts like fast fashion or flexible supply chains,

they were naturally convinced because Zhao Yang said it so professionally. After all, he was a top-tier genius who had earned over a hundred million in just half a year through stock trading,

and who had also made over three million in a short time on the E-commerce Platform. They were practically ready to stand up and listen to whatever he had to say.

Naturally, they had no doubts.

After spending over an hour at the Wangs', Zhao Yang got up to leave.

Walking out of the Wang family villa, the snow had already stopped.

Father Wang and Mother Wang saw Zhao Yang to the door.

"A Yang, you must come over for dinner often! This is your home too! Come by whenever you have time!"

Wang Ming's mother said to Zhao Yang with a full smile.

"Alright, Auntie, I'll be going now."

"Okay, drive carefully."

After saying that, Zhao Yang turned and walked towards his car.

Watching his car drive further and further away,

Wang Ming's mother's eyes were filled with emotion.

It was almost as if she had watched Zhao Yang grow up since he was a child; after all, their families used to live in the same residential complex.

It was only after their family struck it rich that they moved to this villa area.

"Zhao Yang is such a promising child!"

"Indeed!"

Father Wang nodded with emotion as well.

"The concepts he just mentioned—I had never even thought of them. Corporate operations, establishing a fast-fashion brand, selling through the E-commerce Platform.

At the same time, conducting massive brand promotion online, using viral marketing through soft articles and advertisements on platforms like the Online forum..."

Wang Guoqiang was a businessman himself. He had started from scratch and built the clothing factory to its current scale, so he naturally had his own business acumen.

Although he didn't fully understand many of the terms Zhao Yang used, business logic is universal.

With just a little thought and Zhao Yang's explanation, Wang Guoqiang easily grasped the business logic behind Zhao Yang's strategy.

In this day and age, internet utilization wasn't high, but the usage rate was increasing crazily year by year. No one was a fool.

Wang Guoqiang knew very well how important this window of opportunity was!

"Yes, Brother Yang is the best!"

Wang Ming's eyes were full of admiration.

"Zhao Yang sent you twenty-seven million; how much are you planning to put into the company?"

Wang Ming's mother asked, looking at Wang Ming with some hesitation.

"Twenty-one million,"

Wang Ming said without hesitation.

"When I first borrowed money from Brother Yang, Brother Yang made it very clear: a 30/70 profit split. My money earned over twenty million, but I can only take 30%, which is over six million. The rest of the money is what Brother Yang is investing into our factory, as well as the capital for our new company.

Although Brother Yang didn't explain it explicitly when he gave me the money, we need to consider these things for him!"

Wang Ming spoke without the slightest hesitation.

Father Wang and Mother Wang exchanged glances, their eyes filled with gratification.

They were happy that their son hadn't lost his head over the twenty-million-plus windfall. They were truly glad he could think this way.

As long as their son kept thinking like this and followed behind Zhao Yang, his future would undoubtedly be limitless!

"Yes, you've thought this through very well, son!"

Father Wang nodded with satisfaction.

"Learn well from Zhao Yang. Even if you can only learn a little bit, it will benefit you infinitely!"

Wang Ming's mother said, looking at Wang Ming.

"Yes!"

Wang Ming nodded solemnly.

The family of three watched as Zhao Yang's car disappeared from view.

During the New Year, many people were visiting relatives. With everyone having free time, QQ groups became the busiest places.

Especially with the popularity of the QQ red envelope feature, the groups were constantly pinging all day long.

Amidst such frequent chatting, the high school classmates from Changcheng No. 1 High School soon began discussing the fact that Zhao Yang had published in a world-top-tier journal!

This news spread widely among the Changcheng No. 1 High School graduating class, and even reached the ears of teachers and school leaders.

In the Changcheng No. 1 High School Class of 2008 alumni group, a discussion about Zhao Yang soon broke out.

"Holy crap! Is this for real? A world-top-tier journal? Is our classmate Zhao Yang really that badass? I remember him just having decent grades before, it wasn't this exaggerated, right?"

"He admitted it himself! During the class reunion before the New Year, Old Huang asked, and Zhao Yang admitted it!"

"That's badass!"

"Zhao Yang from Class 8, his grades were indeed quite good, but I remember he failed the College Entrance Examination! Who would have thought he'd publish in a top journal in his freshman year?"

"Holy crap! I've seen that news! At the time, I was lamenting that this freshman was too awesome, publishing in a top journal right after entering university! I never expected he was from my high school???"

"That's amazing! Is our school about to produce a top-tier scientist?"

"I knew long ago that Zhao Yang was no ordinary person. We are still worrying about not failing our final exams, while he is already chatting and laughing with international scientists. This is the gap!"

"@Zhao Yang Brother Yang! Don't forget us when you get rich! Can I come work for you washing test tubes if I get unemployed in the future?"

"Zhao Yang doesn't seem to be in this group? Does anyone know Zhao Yang? Add him in! Let us worship the top student!"

Li Jun watched the surging chat history in the group, feeling both anxious and angry.

After being shown up by Zhao Yang at the class reunion last time, Li Jun was already feeling miserable.

He didn't expect that right now, the QQ group would be filled with discussions about Zhao Yang!

He couldn't even enjoy using QQ in peace!