Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 830: It can’t be spent all, it can’t be spent at all.

It turned out that before going abroad this time, Fang Minghua discussed with Song Tangtang about donating part of the funds to the country to support national defense science and technology construction.

It was inappropriate for him to speak to the relevant leaders himself, and since he had no connection with the army, Fang Minghua asked Song Tangtang to communicate with their father and the relevant leaders of Yanjing.

Although my father-in-law has retired and is enjoying his old age, he still has considerable influence in the army. His communication can save a lot of unnecessary trouble and explanations.

It was done.

Fang Minghua laughed after hearing what Song Tangtang said: "It just so happens that my brother-in-law got promoted and transferred to Yanjing? This is a gift for him."

"Don't talk nonsense, my brother's affairs have nothing to do with your donation!" Song Tangtang corrected immediately.

"Okay, I'm kidding." Fang Minghua said, "Also, donate 100 million RMB each to Xi'an University and Northwestern Polytechnical University, as well as Lanzhou University!"

"Huh? Xi'an University is your alma mater, and Northwestern Polytechnical University is the alma mater of your sister and brother-in-law, so it's understandable that you are donating to Lanzhou University, but why are you donating to Lanzhou University?" Song Tangtang asked in confusion on the other end of the phone.

"I have deep feelings for Lanzhou University. Besides, Lanzhou University is located in the northwest, which is too remote. It is not loved by its parents. One hundred million yuan cannot solve the fundamental problem, but it can still do something. By the way, don't donate the three hundred million yuan in my personal name. Transfer the funds to Shengshi Group and donate in the name of Shengshi Group."

"Oh, your donation to the military will definitely not be reported. And if you donate to three universities in the name of Shengshi Group, no one will know you." Song Tangtang said.

"It's best if no one knows about it. People are afraid of becoming famous just like pigs are afraid of getting fat." Fang Minghua sighed.

"In that case, I would like to set up scholarships and grants at Western University, just like you did at Stanford University." Song Tangtang put forward his own opinion again.

"Okay, spend 30 million to do this." Fang Minghua immediately agreed: "Don't just Xida, Xi'an University of Technology, Lanzhou University is also in the community, anyway, it won't cost much."

The two then discussed it on the phone. Song Tangtang said it would be more appropriate to apply for grants and scholarships in the name of individuals, and Fang Minghua agreed.

There is also funding for the World Chinese Literature Foundation and the Returned International Students Entrepreneurship Foundation of Elite Universities. Song Tangtang did a preliminary calculation and found that out of the 500 million transferred back from the United States, half of it would be donated!
"Minghua, you are so generous." Song Tangtang said with a smile.

"You should be generous when you need to. Having too much money is not a good thing. Ouch." Fang Minghua said, glanced at the wall clock and shouted out loud.

"what happened?"

"It's 4:. Xinxin has finished school. I have to go pick her up. I'm not going to chat any more."

"Okay, you go quickly."

Fang Minghua put down the phone, hurried out of the villa and walked towards the kindergarten.

Halfway through the journey, I saw my daughter carrying a small schoolbag and jumping towards me hand in hand with the little boy named Jim.
I feel so sad.

A week later, all the funds were transferred in. The Swiss Bank had a branch in San Francisco. Fang Minghua was invited to the branch's VIP room and, with the help of a beautiful female manager, opened a personal account and transferred $10 billion into it.

As a personal financial advisor, Phillips naturally followed.

After finishing their business, the two walked out of the bank door, and Fang Minghua said to Phillips, "When are you going back to Chicago?"

"Mr. Fang, I don't plan to go back. I have already seen a house in San Francisco and I plan to move my home there so that I can better serve you," said Phillips.

Ah?
"That's fine. I'll send you a gift when you move into new house." Fang Minghua laughed.

"Thank you, Mr. Fang. I have another suggestion." Phillips followed Fang Minghua down the stairs with his briefcase, saying, "You still have about 6 billion U.S. dollars in Bank of America. In order to increase the value of your assets, I suggest you invest a portion of it, such as buying bonds, gold, real estate, insurance, foreign exchange, etc. The U.S. bond market is very hot right now, and gold is also optimistic."

What to invest?
The annual bank interest on this money alone is hundreds of millions of dollars. It is impossible to spend it all.

However, when Fang Minghua saw Phillips' burning eyes, did he feel guilty for receiving $50 a year and doing nothing?

Okay, then invest some money.

"Phillips, I'll give you 1 billion dollars to invest. Remember! No leverage! No futures options! No futures at all! No stocks now. You can handle the rest," Fang Minghua warned.

"OK, I know you are a prudent investor. I will give you a detailed investment plan for your review."

Finally, Phillips left in a huff.

A week later, Phillips handed a plan to Fang Minghua.

Ten billion US dollars will be gradually invested in the gold and US bond markets, and several properties will be purchased in the United States for future appreciation.

Fang Minghua looked at it carefully and agreed.

As long as you don't use leverage, there won't be any problem.

After handing these matters over to Phillips, Fang Minghua no longer worried about them. Every half a month, the other party would send a briefing on the investment situation to his email address. However, he didn't quite understand it, so he would naturally ask Zhang Qing to help him look at it.

It was already mid-May, and the most urgent things in San Francisco had been completed. Fang Minghua was completely free. Every day she had to pick up and drop off her daughter, mow the lawn and tidy up the garden every once in a while, and of course write.

The Harry Potter series is published at the rate of one book per year. The fifth book was published at the beginning of this year, and the sixth book is planned to be published next year.

But Fang Minghua has only written half of the sixth book. He has been busy writing other things in the past two years and has put this book aside. Now he can't delay it any longer.

The sixth Harry Potter book is called "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince", which tells the story of the protagonist Harry Potter during his sixth year of study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (1996-1997).

Harry Potter obtained a potion book that once belonged to the mysterious Half-Blood Prince. With the help of the Half-Blood Prince's annotations in the book, he achieved great success in the Potions class experiments.

But as the course progresses, the spells on these notes become darker and darker. At the same time, Voldemort tries every means to destroy Harry's world, and young people are also troubled by the turmoil of teenage hormones. Harry finds himself increasingly attracted to Ginny Weasley, and after Ron has a Gryffindor girlfriend, Lavender Brown, Harry also has to face his feelings for Ron.

Alas, the little girl is finally going to fall in love!

That afternoon, Fang Minghua was doing homework in the study when his cell phone suddenly rang. He looked at the caller and saw it was Zhang Qing.

"Mr. Fang, tomorrow is the weekend. I invite you and Daven to come to my house and have a barbecue buffet."

"Okay." Fang Minghua agreed immediately.

Zhang Qing invited us some time ago, but everyone has been too busy recently and has no time.

"Come over in the morning, don't forget to bring your wife and children!" Zhang Qing reminded on the phone.

Mrs?

These acquaintances all knew about the relationship between Li Li and Fang Minghua. Although the two were not married, they sometimes jokingly called Li Li "Mrs. Fang".

Li Li was a little shy at first and refused to admit it, but finally she agreed.

(End of this chapter)