Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 823 822 “Of course eggs cannot be placed in one cage.

Today, the north wind was howling over Xijing City and it was unusually cold and gloomy. This kind of weather was certainly not suitable for going out, so the whole family was busy with their own things in the warm home.

My son was concentrating on playing the latest game "Red Alert 2: Glory of the Republic" in his room. When I passed the door, I heard "Sir, Yes-sir!" "Construction completed" and the rumbling sound of gunfire coming from the computer speakers in the room.

My daughter played the piano in the piano room, but she didn't play classical music. Instead, she sang a pop song while playing:
We all had an innocent and sad face

Holding the sun in our hands, we look into the distance
Gently day by day, year after year

When we grow up, will we sing "Wish" again?

"wish",
It is said that it was sung by four female college students.

Bright but with a little sadness.

The babysitter is busy downstairs.

Fang Minghua and his wife were in the study. Fang Minghua was drinking tea leisurely, while Song Tangtang was sitting at the computer, staring at an email from the United States.

It was from Phillips.

In the email, Phillips told Fang Minghua that all Dell and Microsoft shares had been processed according to his request, and only 320 million Amazon shares were left.

The total profit was US$88.9 billion.

Of course, he also has to pay taxes to the government. Since Fang Minghua is not a US citizen, China and the United States have signed a tax agreement, and Chinese residents enjoy a 10% tax rate preference on dividend income, which means he has to pay US$8.8 million. In addition, according to the contract, he will personally receive US$800 million in commission.

Finally, there is about 80 billion US dollars left!
Seeing this number, Song Tangtang remained silent for a long time, and finally turned to look at Fang Minghua who was drinking tea.

"Minghua, based on the wealth in your account, you are ranked second on the 1999 Forbes Global Rich List, with Bill Gates at first. It is also far ahead of the Liu Yonghao family, who are ranked first on the Hurun Rich List in China."

Just last year, a Luxembourger named Hurun imitated Forbes and made a rich list for China's wealthy people. Fang Minghua was certainly not on the list.

Fang Minghua scoffed at the Hurun rankings: "Do you think it's accurate?"

"Of course not. Even Forbes doesn't allow it because you are not included." Song Tangtang said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Ah?
In fact, Fang Minghua did not expect that the assets in the stock market would expand so rapidly. It is true that finance is the real wealth-creating machine.

Stock trading is still the most basic form of finance.

It feels so good to reap the benefits of American people. I will wait two years before reaping another crop.

"Ah," Song Tangtang suddenly sighed, "I suddenly feel that my struggle is meaningless. You just lie there and become the second richest man in the world."

"What do you mean by lying down? You must have at least several million in original capital, right? And you also need vision!" But he didn't have much confidence when he said this.

How could this be possible unless I was cheating?

"What are you going to do with these funds?" Song Tangtang got to the point.

"Of course eggs cannot be placed in a cage," Fang Minghua said.

"I want to transfer part of the funds back to the mainland, and donate what is needed, since I can't spend it all anyway. I will also transfer part to Hong Kong. I will deposit part in a Swiss bank, and keep the rest in my account, ready to harvest the next round of leeks."

"But I heard that it is very troublesome for large funds to leave the United States. I plan to ask Lili to find a professional to handle this matter."

"You'd better go to the United States in person. Lili is a scholar and doesn't have enough experience in this area," Song Tangtang suggested.

"Let's talk about it after the Chinese New Year. There's no rush." ​​Fang Minghua said. "How much do you plan to donate and how will you donate?" Song Tangtang asked again.

Fang Minghua hesitated for a moment before saying, "Let's see how much we can get in one donation. As for what to donate to? Education, national defense and science and technology!"

The Spring Festival in 2000 came earlier, with New Year's Eve on February 2th. Song Tangtang did not go to the United States this year, and it was a rare opportunity for the family to reunite and celebrate the holiday together.

Posting couplets, hanging red lanterns, making dumplings, and of course watching the Spring Festival Gala.

To be honest, the overall lighting of this year's Spring Festival Gala was very dim, the visual effects were very poor, and the programs were not very good either.

The sketch "Stories from the Small Station" by Huang Hong and Ling Feng was very mediocre, and "You, My Deskmate" by Pan Changjiang, Gong Hanlin and Wang Siyi was terrible.

You have to plagiarize the song "You, My Deskmate". It's from six years ago. What's the point of hyping it up now?
The skit "Hourly Worker" by Zhao Benshan and Song Dandan was just so-so, but the line "You little brat, I didn't recognize you when you were wearing a vest" became a meme on the Internet.

The songs were also average. Leon Lai sang "Happy 2000" and Pu Shu appeared on the Spring Festival Gala stage for the first time and sang his classic work "Birch Forest".

The song is indeed nice, but listening to it on New Year’s Eve felt like the atmosphere was not right. Even my daughter said it would be better to sing “New Boy”.

Alas. The Spring Festival Gala is really like an old lady celebrating the New Year, each year is getting worse than the last.

Fang Minghua sighed in his heart.

After the Spring Festival, Fang Minghua prepared to leave for the United States. He hadn't seen Li Li and her daughter for a year and a half and missed them very much.

Just as he was preparing to apply for a visa to the United States, he suddenly received an invitation letter to attend the International Book Festival to be held in Edinburgh, the capital of Scotland, on April 2 this year.

The Edinburgh International Book Festival was founded in 1983 and was initially held every two years. In 1997, it became an annual festival. As the largest book festival in the world today, the event is held simultaneously with the Edinburgh Fringe Festival. Its slogan is "the world's greatest platform for creative freedom."

In addition to inviting Fang Minghua to give an academic lecture, another task is to sign and sell books.

Academic lectures are available.

I haven't been to Scotland yet, so I took the opportunity to go there, but when I heard about book signings, I got a headache.

However, the book being signed and sold this time was not the best-selling Harry Potter series in Europe and America, but the book "The Road Spike".

Demi detailed the details in an email.

This book caused a sensation in the United States. Some federal congressmen claimed that they would ban the book, and restricting Fang Minghua's entry was just a gimmick to win votes, and in the end nothing came of it.

At the same time, Demi tried her best to promote the book, not only in North America, but also in Europe.

It was agreed with Heinemann, the British publisher of this book, that signing and selling books at the annual Edinburgh International Book Festival would be one of the promotional activities.

This can be done.

Fang Minghua made the decision immediately.

I'm too lazy to go to other book signings, but I will go to this one.

After discussing with Song Tangtang, we decided to go to the UK to attend the book festival first, and then fly directly to the United States to save the trouble of traveling back and forth.

Of course, applying for a visa is a bit more troublesome.

However, it was already 2000, and visa procedures had been simplified a lot. With the help of Shengshi Group's Yanjing office, Fang Minghua completed the visa procedures on time and embarked on his journey to Scotland.

(End of this chapter)